"President, it's not what you think. Just look at the square downstairs, and you'll know."
An assistant quickly handed over a tablet, displaying the surveillance footage at the entrance of Tang Group.
Zijun barely glanced at it before she froze. Since yesterday, as Tang Group faced a crisis and today as wealth gathered from all directions, had the world changed too fast, or had she failed to keep up?
Ding-a-ling!
"Grandpa, yes, I'm at the company now."
She was suddenly on the phone with her grandfather, somewhat surprised, because despite the major incident yesterday, her grandfather had not intervened. What could today bring?
"Is it convenient to talk now?"
"Grandpa, hold on, let me get into my office."
Zijun sensed that something significant must have happened for her grandfather, who had clearly stated he would no longer manage the corporation, to call so earnestly.
She quickly went into her office, closed the door, and then replied, "Grandpa, now it's fine."
