"Why has Jiayi been gone for so long?"
In the office, Zhou Jianmin felt something wasn't right. His daughter had just said she was going to the restroom, and it had been over ten minutes already.
Liu Jinhua, on the other hand, didn't seem to care, savoring the hand-ground coffee brought by her daughter's assistant, "What's the rush? Jiayi couldn't have run off, could she? Try this coffee, I haven't had it in a long time..."
"I just asked the assistant, these coffee beans are all imported from South America, left by that boy Zhou Jiaming. Just think how much the old lady spoils their first and second branches, just that coffee alone must cost tens or even hundreds of thousands."
Liu Jinhua looked down with disdain but also felt as if the bad days were coming to an end.
They were used to being oppressed, but now with their daughter back in control of the branch company and gaining some power, she felt that the good days were not far off.
