"Okay." Qin Yucen looked at the computer screen, where Mark Bard had sent a preliminary design draft for the art exhibition.
Lance picked up the coffee cup on the desk and noticed it was already empty. He was about to stand up to pour himself more coffee, but Qin Yucen pressed his hand down, "Let me get it for you."
"It's just a small thing, I can do it myself," Lance said with a gentle smile.
"You've done so much for me, and I have no way to thank you. So let me do this little thing to feel a bit better," Qin Yucen spoke sincerely, not knowing how she could ever repay his kindness fully.
"These things are what I should do. Since you are my employee, and I'm your boss, the more I invest in you, the more return I'll get from you. I'm a businessman who focuses on benefits, so don't feel pressured," Lance reassured her, hoping to ease any burden she might feel.
