"..."
So in her eyes, he had nothing to do with being wealthy?
"Yikes, Lu Jinyang, you're not the boss of our studio, are you?"
Under Zhuang Shuqing's incredulous gaze, Lu Jinyang nodded and asked, "Surprised?"
Surprised? More like flabbergasted!
She twitched her mouth in silence. The odds were smaller than winning the lottery, alright?
"I just remembered I have dinner plans with a friend tonight, I need to run." She bolted, but how could she outrun Lu Jinyang's long strides.
Before she could leave the room, she was pulled back in, and Zhuang Shuqing inwardly cursed her luck. "Mr. Lu, Boss, this is not how you should treat your subordinates."
"How am I treating my subordinates?"
"I mean, like how you're doing now. If people from the studio saw it, it wouldn't look good."
Lu Jinyang watched her desperately avoiding his gaze, refusing to look at him directly, and chuckled, "Look at me and tell me, how am I treating my subordinates?"
