Inside Song Shan's office.
Song Zhizhi came to her senses, "Dad, this pot of tea isn't in Uncle Liu's office."
"It might be that it's all been used up." Song Shan said indifferently. "But Liu's assistant would always replenish it before I finish. It's never been interrupted for all these years. My habit of drinking tea was actually indulged by Liu's assistant."
There is a hint of gratitude in his tone.
Song Zhizhi bite her lip lightly.
"Speaking of which, where did Liu's assistant go? Why hasn't she shown up today?" Song Shan said to himself.
Song Zhizhi didn't respond, and naturally didn't say anything at that moment.
Song Shan called Liu's assistant, but the call wasn't picked up.
Song Shan was even more surprised, "Why isn't she picking up her phone? And not coming to work?"
"Maybe something's held her up."
"If there was something, she would've told me beforehand." Song Shan was slightly uneasy. "I hope nothing bad has happened."
