Looking at the alcohol on Ji Songtao's pants, Pan Changqing was suddenly dumbfounded. Even if Ji Songtao was just the minister of a non-essential department like the Operation Management Department, he was not someone that a low-level employee like Pan could afford to offend!
Pan Changqing froze for a moment, hurriedly picked up a few napkins, and said in a panic, "Minister Ji, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it. Please don't take offense, I'll wipe it for you."
"It's okay, it's okay, haha, with this hot weather, a bit of cold beer on the pants is actually refreshing."
To Pan Changqing's surprise, Ji Songtao didn't seem angry at all, casually waved it off, and didn't even glance at the alcohol on his pants.
Although quite unexpected, Pan Changqing secretly breathed a sigh of relief, while also developing some disdain for Ji Songtao in his heart.
