Before she knew it, it was four o'clock in the afternoon.
Li Qiao and Shang Yu were still busily engaged in the chairman's office.
She occasionally glanced sideways, her gaze deeply fixed on the man's figure, engrossed in his work.
Suddenly, those words Shang Yu had said in the afternoon unexpectedly floated into her mind.
——To gain their recognition, you still need to work hard.
Li Qiao's eyes twinkled slightly, and her gaze landed on the upper-right corner of the document on the computer screen.
It was the logo of the Yan Emperor Group, the business empire he had founded with his own hands.
Shang Shaoyan, the South Sea merchant, represented a consortium whose power was beyond the imagination of ordinary people.
The reason why the four assistants could stand shoulder to shoulder with him was definitely their remarkable abilities and tact.
And she, in every aspect, if even the four assistants were not convinced, how could she accompany him through future storms?
