Sheng Weiren didn't even spare an extra glance at the person, picked up his car keys, stood up and left Shengshi Group in a fit of anger, "Shift all tasks back to the day after tomorrow. Even if there's a sky-is-falling matter tomorrow, don't disturb me."
"What if the company goes bankrupt?" the young assistant muttered under his breath, while watching Sheng Weiren storm out. She couldn't help but wonder if the CEO's wife had done something outrageous again.
As Sheng Weiren's assistant, this wasn't the first time she'd witnessed such a scene. Every now and then, there was a repeat performance: from initial shock to surprise, and now, it had become routine.
Time is indeed a good butcher, making the unfamiliar familiar, and turning abnormalities into the norm.
