CEO's office.
Yu Chiyin and Lu Fengxuan walked in, one after the other, with Lu Fengxuan trailing behind. She glanced at the tense, towering figure ahead of her, thought for a moment, and then closed the door from the side.
Without uttering a word, Yu Chiyin pulled out a chair and sat down, facing a pile of documents spread out on his office desk, which he hadn't finished tending to.
It was a busy Friday with back-to-back meetings, leaving him no time to even take a sip of water.
After receiving a message at the reception that she had arrived and was being accosted by Jiang Che downstairs, he was so anxious that he dropped everything and rushed down.
But at the moment, he felt a stifling sense of blockage in his heart, and his mood was truly far from good.
"Does Jiang Che's words matter? If he really went to the old master, would the old master blame you?" Lu Fengxuan expressed her concern.
