"Is that Vice President Shen? Am I not fully awake, or is this an illusion?"
"Why does my back feel so cold? It's not possible that we're all seeing ghosts. She actually hasn't disappeared and has appeared in the company looking radiant and gorgeous." The receptionists were shocked; they hurriedly called the president's office, but no one answered.
Ding.
The elevator stopped at the conference room floor.
Shen Wanxing stepped out, her pace neither hurried nor slow.
Clatter.
Everyone who saw her dropped the files in their hands onto the floor.
Wasn't Shen Wanxing supposed to be dead?
Almost everyone was certain of this; the design department was at each other's throats, waiting for the new director to take charge, everyone wanting to snatch that position.
But she appeared, alive and well.
"Vice President Shen... President Shen is in a meeting; if you're looking for him, please wait a while longer."
"What meeting could there be that I can't attend?"
