In Jiangbei, domestic.
Inside the towering skyscraper, following the crisp autumn season, the temperature had become much cooler.
However, work remained as busy as ever.
That day, Sheng Siyuan was so busy he didn't have even a moment to take a sip of water, having just finished one meeting when his secretary Chen Xiaosen sent him his itinerary for the next appointment.
"President, there are some clients from H country who would like to meet with you shortly."
"Understood, we'll set off in ten minutes," he instructed succinctly and stepped into his office.
Being a bit busier with work was actually good, he thought; that way, he could at least suppress the fire that seemed to climb up his chest every time he sat down.
It also kept his mind from wandering to all sorts of messy thoughts.
As he approached his desk, he glanced at the calendar on it and noticed the crossed-off days.
Damn it!
It's practically become two parallel lines!
