The five ministers were none of them deaf; they could hear clearly what their president, even when he spoke in a low voice, had said. After arriving and seeing that they all lived together, they were certain that marriage had taken place.
Secretary Ling really was Secretary Ling, having their president so willingly become his woman. A match of equals in talent and beauty, truly well-matched.
"Go ahead and do it," Duan Yanran waved her hand, instructing them to proceed.
"Then we'll be leaving, President," the five ministers said hurriedly as they left, not forgetting to close the door behind them.
Duan Yanran sat alone on the sofa, looking over the business cards to see exactly who they were. Her man had told her that if they were useful, she could simply use his name.
