MZX Headquarters, 11:30 a.m.;
"Apologize!", Rong Xinghe roared, her voice scaring every employee, every viewer, out of their wits. Obviously, Mo Zixuan had a smirk plastered across his lips by now. The only regret he had at the moment was that he didn't have a tub of popcorn in his hands.
"I-- I am sorry!", He Chen cried out in anguish, "It won't ha-happen again.", the woman swore.
Digging her nails deep into the flesh of He Chen's left shoulder, earning yet another squeal from her, the girl finally let go of the perp, "It better not. Also, I want a written apology mailed to President Xi. By this evening."
"O-okay.", He Chen mumbled through her constricted throat, wiping away the endlessly falling tears from her eyes. As the woman disappeared from the office arena, into her personal cabin, the girl finally smiled at her bro Mo. An innocent smile, it was. In return, Mo Zixuan simply squinted his eyes at the sly little devil, unable to conceal his laughter.
