Zhang Ya stood up straight and glared in Huo Zhanting's direction.
Standing behind Zhang Ya, An Xuan took this moment to speak up, "Xiao Ya, why don't you come back to my team? My team doesn't have a heavy workload, and I can assign tasks to you. You definitely won't be as tired as you are now."
An Xuan was still thinking about getting Zhang Ya to return.
He had made mistakes in the past, causing Zhang Ya to transfer to the translation department, and he had been filled with regret ever since. Now, believing he had caught an opportunity, he looked at Zhang Ya with a sincere face. Isn't sincerity the ultimate weapon, as long as he...
Before An Xuan could finish his thought, he saw Zhang Ya rolling her eyes at him, "No thanks. Even though I have more work now, my commission is higher too. Besides, men are the least reliable. Working under you, we would just end up arguing, and I'd feel inferior to you."
"I wouldn't do that," An Xuan hurriedly tried to explain.
