"President Wang who?"
Ni Bingyan was furious. Despite her usually good temper, her tone soured.
The body's previous owner had never been interested in these things, and she hadn't had a chance to learn about them yet. Plus, Chen Zhiwen didn't even give a full name. 'How the hell am I supposed to know who he is!'
"How many President Wangs do we have at our company? Never mind. Judging by your tone, you don't know. I'll get to the bottom of this and call you tomorrow."
Ni Bingyan had no choice but to agree.
She wanted to ask around, but it was too late. Everyone was already asleep, and she didn't want to bother them. She would just have to tough it out until morning.
She cared about her work more than anything. This was the role of the second female lead—a part she could have only dreamed of in her past life, and a character she truly liked.
