"Work matters are done, let's talk about personal matters between us!"
Chi Zaozao looked at Qing Er, smiling warmly like a spring breeze.
As Mo Ran left the room, he was utterly stunned.
After all, ever since she became the president, her entire personality had completely changed.
From the moment she joined the company and started interacting with her, Mo Ran had never seen her smile. At times, she would even lose her temper for no reason, directly berating subordinates for any shortcomings.
In just half a year, Chi Zaozao had established a fearsome reputation in the company—people called her the devil.
Who would've imagined that she could now smile so dazzlingly and gracefully?
Was the sun rising in the west?
"Personal matters?" Qing Er was utterly confused. "What kind of personal matters?"
She had received a call from her assistant, saying Zao Chen's president wanted to meet her, so she came.
