After they got out of the elevator, Zhang Yang brought Lin Yi to the president's office.
"Miss Lin, the president suddenly had a video conference, so I'll have to trouble you to wait for him in the office," he said as he walked.
Lin Yi nodded."I'm fine."
The people in the president's office looked at Zhang Yang and the woman beside him with a strange look in their eyes.
A place like the president's office was not a meeting room. Zhang Yang must be out of his mind to wait there. Furthermore, she was a woman.
As far as they knew, ever since the president moved into that office, not many women had entered it. Even miss Vivian, who had been rumored to be with the president recently, had not entered.
This woman's identity was not ordinary.
Everyone looked at each other, lowered their heads, and continued with their work.
