The soft echo of Feng Tian's heels clicking against the marble floor filled the corridor as she led the way toward the venue, Lin Mo Sheng and the security detail, a few steps back. Li Wei followed closely behind, his gaze occasionally flicking toward her measured stride. Even though he knew Feng Tian never made a move without reason—especially when it came to the company—he couldn't help but wonder why she had specifically asked Ye Shouyi to join the Crisis Management Team in handling the protest matter.
As though the person in question could sense his thoughts, Feng Tian suddenly spoke without glancing back. "Spill." Her voice, smooth and composed, carried effortlessly over her shoulder.
Li Wei cleared his throat softly, hesitating for a moment. "Ye Shouyi—that person, why..."
"It's just as I said," Feng Tian replied evenly, her stride never faltering. "He's familiar with the small-scale contractors. No special reason."
