"Ms. Zhan, there's a lady who claims to be Jiang Rourou looking for you in the meeting hall. She doesn't have an appointment...!"
The afternoon sun filtered through the floor-to-ceiling windows behind her, casting a warm scene over the office. Dressed in a red long dress, Zhan Bingxue looked up at her personal secretary standing before her and, without any hesitation, she promptly instructed:
"Let her come in. She's one of the big boss's people; we can't neglect her."
Hearing this, the female secretary's expression immediately became even more respectful, bowing deeply before she withdrew and left.
