Zhang Ziwen's feeling was indeed right. Early in the morning, while working at the company, the first call he received was from Mu Qing. Sometimes, he almost hated his own sharp and accurate instincts. Being too correct doesn't always mean good things. Mu Qing on the phone sounded indifferent and asked him to go to the 34th floor Executive Office right away. After hanging up, Zhang Ziwen sighed. This seemingly calm tone was a sign of the impending storm. He could feel Mu Qing's agitation beneath her calmness. He could feel her excited heartbeat, like a predator ready to pounce on its prey. Damn it, he didn't even know why this annoying girl was getting so worked up, he couldn't help but curse silently.