Mu Bingtong nervously knocked on the manager's door. After pushing it open, she saw the manager was searching for something with his back to her.
"Who told you to..." The manager turned around angrily when he heard the noise, but his expression instantly changed from stormy to clear when he saw Mu Bingtong.
"Oh, Mu Bingtong, feeling better from your cold? Come, come, have a seat, have a seat."
Mu Bingtong was suddenly pulled to a chair by the manager, still not able to calm down from his enthusiasm.
What's up with the manager? Suddenly, he was like a different person with her. Before, he looked like he'd eat her alive, but now he's so polite.
"Manager, is there something you need from me?" Mu Bingtong was momentarily unable to accept the manager's intense gaze, which made her feel uneasy.
"Mu Bingtong, why didn't you tell me earlier that you have such an amazing friend?" The manager patted Mu Bingtong's hand, scaring her into scooting to the side.
