9: 35 pm at Qin Group, the chairman's office.
Just outside the Chairman's suite, behind a small desk opposite the door sat Secretary Jin. He sat straight, eyes locked on the bright computer screen as his fingers flew across the keyboard.
Although all four desks in the room were occupied the room was so silent. Only the sound of keyboards and occasional low chimes from the computer filled the room.
It was a typical long work day, no one dared leave before the chairman. A buzz tore Secretary Jin's eyes away from the computer. His breath hitched as Old Madam Qin flashed on the screen.
Old Madam Qin wasn't one to call this late except it was very important. He quickly searched hus memory for any possible reasons she would be calling.
His hands shook as the call ended, "this is bad. I should have answered that," he muttered glancing right and left. He blinked as he met his assistant's curious gaze.
