Bo Jinchuan's private elevator went all the way to the top floor.
The elevator door opened slowly and Shen Fanxing pushed the old lady out. She walked towards Bo Jinchuan's office.
The old lady glanced down at her watch. "Shouldn't we go to the conference room?"
Shen Fanxing shook her head and said, "Ah Chuan shouldn't be here yet… Let's go to the office first. It's still early anyway!"
Indeed, when they arrived at Bo Jinchuan's office, there were already many people gathered outside. Their faces were filled with indescribable anxiety and pleading.
Even Yu Song's expressionless face was tense.
When she saw Shen Fanxing and the old lady, her eyes lit up and she rushed forward as though she had seen her savior.
"Old Madam, Young… Young Madam…"
The old lady scanned her surroundings and said in a low voice, "Why are you all gathered here?"
