"Hand over your phone."
The secretary hesitated a bit, "Chairman, what do you want to do?"
Song Yan said coldly, "You must have my dad's WeChat, right? Find it."
"This... I don't have the chairman's WeChat, I only have his personal mobile number, but as you know, the old chairman has been powering off his phone since stepping down, he probably already changed his mobile number."
The assistant had a brainwave and said, "Qin Wang must have it! The old chairman would only be in contact with him. If you want to find the chairman, you might still have to ask Qin Wang."
Made sense.
Song Yan stood up, his gaze lingering on the two of them.
The secretary and the assistant both suddenly became nervous, revealing an awkward yet polite smile towards her.
Song Yan said bluntly, "You are all spies my dad placed by my side, aren't you?"
The two sweated profusely, and decisively clarified their position, "No, we are all Ms. Song Yan's people!"
Song Yan smiled ambiguously, "Well taught."
