Song Qinghuan was slightly taken aback and nodded slightly, "Yes, I am... may I ask who you are..."
The young man smiled respectfully, "I'm Mr. Shi's assistant, Chen Tian. You may call me Xiao Chen. Mr. Shi asked me to pick you up."
As he spoke, he had already opened the car door and made a gentlemanly gesture of invitation.
Song Qinghuan got into the car without any hint of her emotions, but inside her, it was as if a thunderbolt had exploded, tearing her apart.
Shi?
He just said "Shi", so the aloof and elegant man from yesterday was indeed the Times Group's General Manager - Shi Annuo?
Chen Tian drove the car, taking left and right turns for five minutes before finally stopping in front of a densely packed row of bamboo. The bamboo stood neatly on either side of the path, their verdant leaves meeting at the top to form a domed 'roof'.
