"All right, I understand. I'll be prepared." Feng Ling's voice was patient and gentle on the phone.
After hanging up, Feng Ling remained standing in the same place. The large office was empty, as though only her own breathing could be heard.
Then her two cell phones kept ringing, announcing the beginning of the tug-of-war between Feng Mingyi and her.
Feng Ling turned her body slightly. Her long eyelashes fluttered with her movements and she picked up the phone expressionlessly.
"CEO Feng, the relevant personnel in charge of the financial investment department are all clamoring to see you." The assistant's voice came from the other side of the phone, accompanied by noisy chatter.
Feng Ling's expression was cold. "Let them in."
In less than five minutes, more than ten heads of the relevant departments walked into the office. They looked at each other but didn't know who spoke first.
