Feng Biyan pointed at the office. Hill hurriedly moved his body to the side to make enough space.
"Ah, CEO Feng, please come in." Scheer slapped his forehead and smiled embarrassedly. He had been so busy today that he couldn't remember to let Feng Biyan in.
When they entered the office, Feng Biyan realized that the decoration was simple and generous. There was nothing else in the room except for the desk.
Could it be a resting room inside? His curiosity wasn't that strong, and he only took a glance before looking away.
"CEO Feng, may I ask why you're here?"Scheer yawned and tried to talk to Feng Biyan.
Feng Biyan looked at Hill's dazed appearance and wondered if it was a wise choice to discuss with him now.
Now that Hill had just undergone surgery, he should be in a very tired state. However, Guan Qingyan's matter was urgent to him.
