Xia Pengpeng smiled, "Okay, President Jiang, rest assured, I will send someone to contact you as soon as possible."
"Good, then I won't disturb President Xia any longer, I'll take my leave now."
"Take care."
After seeing President Jiang off, Xia Pengpeng still felt somewhat puzzled.
Xia Wen's reaction was too intense, beyond her expectations.
Could Xia Wen have some unspeakable dealings with this President Jiang?
She immediately shook her head, refusing to think about the matter any further; it was an unexpected issue and had nothing to do with her.
When Xia Wen returned to her office, she couldn't help but lean over the garbage can and begin vomiting, continuing until she couldn't stand straight and collapsed weakly onto her desk.
"I wish you all, a miserable death! All of you, a miserable death!" Xia Wen exerted all her strength, clenched her fists, her nails digging into her palms without her even noticing it.
