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The rest day passed in the blink of an eye.
Because she had taken care of it promptly, the red marks on Liang Weining's face had faded to the point where they were almost invisible.
There was a large high-level meeting scheduled for Monday morning, and she arrived at the company half an hour early.
As she walked past the director's office, the lights were on inside, leaving no doubt that the boss had arrived before her.
After making coffee, she brought it in; the man was standing with his back to the floor-to-ceiling windows on the phone, with the expansive bay in view. Even set against the vast background of the sea level, his silhouette remained impressively tall and substantial.
The temperature had dropped sharply in December, and the man's dark business coat was draped over the arm of the sofa. Liang Weining set the coffee on the desk, then turned back to neatly hang up the coat.
By the time she finished, the call at the window wrapped up opportunely.
