"Song Yan, are you going out?" Qin Wang, seeing Song Yan leaning against the wall in a reflective pose, called out to her, bringing her thoughts back to the present.
Song Yan gave him a glance. She said nothing and headed for the door.
Qin Wang was about to speak when, around the corner of the hallway, Song Chengye and Jin Zhiya appeared.
"Uncle Song, Madam," Qin Wang called out, and by the time he turned back to look at Song Yan, she had already walked out the door.
Song Chengye also frowned as he watched her leave. After a long moment, he turned away. "Come to the study with me; I have a task for you to handle."
"Yes."
...
When Song Yan pushed open the door to the conference room, the place instantly fell silent.
Dozens of pairs of eyes turned to look at her in unison.
Song Yan's gaze swept over the room, and the sight before her... was truly pleasing to the eyes.
At this moment, her money had been well spent.
