Many years later, Chen Shao'an still often recalled the night at the New York Branch; if it hadn't been for a timely message, he would have been severely injured if not dead.
As for the content of the message and who sent it, it remained a mystery forever.
New York time, three o'clock in the afternoon.
On the way to the airport, Xu Zhou hesitated for a few seconds before taking out his phone and calmly forwarding the resignation letter to his boss's email.
Softly tilting his head, he gently interrupted the man's thoughts.
"Sir, Miss Liang sent an email asking me to forward it to you. I've been too busy recently and overlooked it, so it was delayed until now."
He knew that even if he had intentionally overlooked it, the boss would still give him a bonus.
A nice thought.
The car fell quiet. The man in the back seat was resting with his eyes closed and seemed to have no reaction to this news.
Xu Zhou turned back, feeling uncertain.
Should he have sent the email at all?
