"President, what exactly is the matter with you?"

"Are you impatient?" Tang Jin Chen looked at her calmly without any ripples in his eyes.

An Zixi sighed, "I'm really busy."

"Alright, then I'll see what you're busy with."

Without further ado, Tang Jin Chen walked to his desk, sat on a black swivel chair, and threw out a document on the desk. "Is this your planning book?"

An Zixi walked over suspiciously. After opening the ...