Ye Shui-mo's fingers were strangled red, and he was relieved after his fingers were liberated. "I can see it too, but I haven't come up with a number yet."

Qin Xiaoya pressed the elevator button. "Is your good way to deal with it perfectly while not offending colleagues?"

The latter is silent. She does think so. As long as she is not silly, she can see that the old employees are pinching her soft persimmon. But she really wants to solve this problem. After all, she is not ready to leave the company so soon.

"I have a way." Qin Xiaoya Thieves laughed, "My way of dealing with this kind...