C74 To Screw up

"I can't …" Yang Xue sat on the CEO's seat and wanted to cry but had no tears. This matter was not reliable at all, alright?

"It's fine. If it's really not possible, there will be someone to help you." Zhang Xingyun gave Yang Xue a calming pill.

"Who?"

"Of course it was arranged by President Ling. If it doesn't work, we'll talk about it later