Shen Yi was the heir to Jinghong Group, and the documents in his hands could very well be crucial secrets.
The fact that the person just now had stolen only her documents was telling enough of the significance of that document.
Uncle Zhang furrowed his brow tightly, staring at Ye Wanwan to see if she had any visible injuries while making a call to the police.
*
In the office.
Shen Yi finished signing and passed the document to his assistant, then looked outside instinctively, Ye Wanwan still hadn't come up.
Twenty minutes ago, she had sent him a message, saying she was going to order coffee for the colleagues in her department who were working overtime.
Why hadn't she come up after so long?
Was she waiting for the coffee to be ready?
The assistant left the office with the document. Shen Yi leaned back in his chair, unbuttoning the collar of his shirt with one hand and dialing Ye Wanwan's number with the other.
