Stina immediately corrected Yang Fei: "It's not 'cure,' it's the Second Prince George."
Yang Fei stood up solemnly, looking shocked.
"Oh my God, boss, you are actually friends with the Second Prince George. I'm so honored."
This display of a sycophant greatly satisfied Stina's vanity.
Yang Fei's subtle flattery felt effortless and natural, gradually reducing Stina's anger.
Suddenly, she didn't find this guy with the sly smile so annoying anymore.
Stina tried hard to project an authoritative image: "It's good that you know."
"But since you solved the issue with George's Porsche's insufficient combustion rate, you count as talented. Just stay and work well at our Spark Company."
At this, Stina gave Yang Fei and Blair a disdainful glance.
"Last night, Prince George came to collect his car, won the championship at Wild Wolf Peak car race, and he was very pleased. He specifically requested to meet the engineer who fixed his car."
Yang Fei was immediately overjoyed and honored.
