Yan Xiaye was shocked, "No, no, no, he's completely rushing things, and I'm not like him, so... smart, I mean smart!"
Yan Jiu looked at Yan Xiaye with inscrutable eyes, "You definitely wanted to say 'pervert,' didn't you!"
Under Yan Jiu's intense gaze, Xiaye guiltily shifted her eyes away, continuing meekly, "Anyway, I can't do what Li Yuntang is asking, you handle the rest."
"Understood, I guarantee you'll feel right at home," Yan Jiu replied respectfully, nodding at Xiaye. After leaving the reception room and closing the door behind him, he turned to face three or four pairs of eyes brimming with curiosity and gossip.
Raising his index finger to his lips, Yan Jiu made a 'shushing' gesture, pushing these curious coworkers to the other end of the hallway, asking irritably, "Why are you all so free? Is the secretariat overstaffed? Would it be better to lay off half?"
The coworkers all lowered their heads in a pretense of humility, but their bodies honestly refused to leave.
