In recent days, Choi Yun faced scrutiny from many people, yet she was skilled at concealing her emotions and maintaining a composed demeanor. She remained punctual in her work attendance, seemingly unaffected by any external criticism.
Miao Miao sat at the front desk, observing all the brewing tension, but like Choi Yun, she chose to remain silent.
"What are you reading?" Suddenly, Zhao Wanhui, the head of the external liaison team, approached with a sly smile.
Miao Miao remained composed. "Just something random."
Without relenting, Zhao Wanhui flipped the cover of the book, "Jack Welch's Autobiography?"
Miao Miao smiled gently. "Is there a problem with that?"
"Jack Welch, the tiger of the business world, known as the world's number one CEO. I'm quite curious why you're reading his autobiography."
"I saw the book here, so I just felt like flipping through it. Is that a good enough reason?"
