Wang Mian knew perfectly well that Ji Ting had come to help Wang Bin that day, but that was precisely why he had rushed downstairs the moment he saw the group message.
As the president, President Ji was right to treat everyone equally, but not when it came to him and Wang Bin!
Wang Mian sniffled twice. "You clearly told me before that I was the only one. Now you're going back on your word, is that it?"
Seeing him get more worked up by the second, Ji Yanzhi was about to speak when Wang Bin lost patience. "Wang Mian, shut up."
Wang Mian shot to his feet. "I won't! Choke on it!"
"Are you a dog? Do you bite everyone you see?"
"How dare you... So what if I'm a dog? Seeing a pile of shit as big as you gets me excited!"
Ji Yanzhi was already a clean freak, and they were in the Dining Room, of all places. Wang Mian's words disgusted him on the spot.
He looked at Ji Ting with a headache brewing. "Ji Ear, let's..."
Only to find Ji Ting sitting with his head lowered, engrossed in his beef noodles.
Other people were arguing, and somehow it had whetted his appetite. Ji Yanzhi took another breath. There wasn't a single normal person at this table.
"Wang Mian, stop bringing your personal feelings into work. Can't you look at the bigger picture?"
"Oh, you look at the bigger picture. You call everyone you meet Daddy."
Ji Ting finished his little bowl of beef noodles. Seeing that Wang Mian was still picking a fight with Wang Bin, he moved on to the flaky shredded radish pastries.
He tried nibbling one pointed end. Unable to taste any radish, he opened his mouth and bit off half.
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