Jin Qiu covered her mouth, pointing at him, and it took her a while before she managed to say, "I...I can accuse you of sexual harassment!"
Yang Zijing didn't take it seriously, acting as though he heard nothing, "Alright, let's continue our discussion, the theme of the propaganda, just come up with anything, give me a video for formality's sake."
"Then please find someone else for the job! A novice like me isn't up for it."
"I said you can do it, you can do it! Hand it over next week, and I'll treat you to a meal."
Jin Qiu still tried to decline: "Thanks, but no thanks! If I said I won't take it, I won't take it!"
"If you don't take it, I'll cry you a river!"
Jin Qiu: "..." That was much worse than using profanity, wasn't it!
Yang Zijing gave her a threatening glance, then passed the menu on the table over to her, just about to ask her to order food when his cell phone started to ring.
