Beitang Yao's expression was dark, and his gaze grew even colder. It was absurd for a president like him to be troubled over the stay or departure of an employee! It was all because he hadn't driven away the other men around Miss Cheng, making her solely his work machine.
Looking at Xia Qingqian, whom Ye Feng strongly recommended, Beitang Yao still couldn't believe in her abilities. How could her frail body possibly compare to Miss Cheng, the female powerhouse? If only she had a third of Miss Cheng's capability and efficiency, she could indeed be kept around for observation.
She was just a university student who hadn't stepped out of the campus, with nothing but bookish theories and no work experience to speak of. How could he trust her? Besides, she was just a toy for him.
