After Dai Limin quickly put on a coat and came over, he saw a few people already lively drinking juice, listening to Gong Jiaxin talk about interesting things in Europe.
His mind stirred, Europe, "That place sounds nice. I wonder if, when I go to Europe, Jiaxin, you'll have time to show me around." Dai Limin tried hard to control his hopeful expression.
Although he managed his expression quite well this time, his cautious attitude made Zhao Guangran couldn't help but criticize.
"Why aren't you this polite when talking to me." Zhao Guangran grumbled.
Even though he was not treating Dai Limin that well, it was still a million times better than that violent girl Gong Jiaxin.
Dai Limin looked at his boss, who was holding him back even at this time, feeling powerless in every possible way, "Are you a girl?"
"Are you nice to me?" Hmph, if we were in Beijing, I would've taught him a lesson ages ago.
