Zhang Yang had already come over by then; upon hearing that name, he asked subconsciously, "What about Fang Xian?"
By the sounds of it, it seemed he knew this person. Assistant Chen turned to look at Zhang Yang.
Similarly, Shen Yi also turned his head to look over.
Zhang Yang, puzzled by their stares, turned and scanned the crowd, quickly locating his target. Zhang Yang waved his hand and called out, "Fang Xian, come over here."
After that, Shen Yi noticed a woman dressed in a beige business suit walking over to them—a woman that exuded professionalism.
Standing before them, the woman nodded slightly towards him and respectfully greeted, "President Shen."
Shen Yi's brows creased slightly as the inexplicable feeling of aversion growing within him worsened; it seemed as if even another glance at the woman before him would irritate him immensely.
Zhang Yang, oblivious to it all, simply asked from the side, "President Shen, do you need something from Fang Xian?"
