"I... I'm sorry, Sir! I'm just a small employee, I don't know where to take the president to rest!" The timid receptionist said, nervously glancing around the rest area which had a few chairs.
Pointing in the direction of the chairs, she said: "Could you possibly sit there and rest?"
"..." Mr. Yue's face was cold, a slight tic in his temple.
Was he expected to sit there and wait for death?
Jing Corporation didn't just have a CEO with issues, even the employees were clueless.
Truly, birds of a feather flocked together.
With a cold expression, Mr. Yue asked: "Where is his office?"
The receptionist immediately pointed towards the elevator: "The 26th floor! The entire 26th floor is where the CEO works, the office is the furthest in, you have to go through…!"
Yue Feng didn't bother listening to the rest of the receptionist's words, and went towards the elevator, supporting Jing Che...
Inside the CEO's office.
Yue Feng pushed open the door of the inbuilt small resting room.
