The secretary smiled faintly, although the smile carried professional courtesy, her eyes couldn't help but betray a hint of disbelief.
She clearly still regarded Jiang Yuzhu's words as part of a farce.
"Miss, I understand you may be under some kind of misunderstanding,"
the secretary said in an extremely polite yet firm tone, her voice revealing an intangible boundary.
"This is indeed the company's private office area. If you don't have an appointment, I'm afraid I must ask you to leave."
Faced with the secretary's insistence, Jiang Yuzhu's eyes revealed a trace of deep thought.
She knew that mere verbal disputes could not resolve the current stalemate.
On second thought, she decided to take a more direct approach.
Jiang Yuzhu slowly took out her mobile phone from her handbag, her fingers gently sliding across the screen.
Having found the number she had no choice but to dial, her actions seemed somewhat hesitant.
