However, everyone knew that this was definitely not a casual conversation. This was a life and death situation!
The moment Rong Yan spoke, it was equivalent to the voice of the dead.
Those whose names were called were so scared that their bodies turned cold. Those who were not called felt lucky, but at the same time, they felt a deeper fear!
The MS. Lin that Rong Yan was talking about was the only woman on the company's Board of Directors before she came. She was 53 years old this year and had an only son. She was 25 years old this year. Because she was the only son in the family, she had been pampered since she was young. She was a dandy who ate, drank, womaned, and was good at everything. She was completely useless and had no need to educate the rich second generation.
Madam Lin's face turned pale and beads of sweat rolled down her forehead. She gritted her teeth and said, "Yingluo, What do you mean Yingluo?"
