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Soon, Lin Xiaowen emerged from the restroom.
What was different, however, was that her complexion was even more flushed, like a ripened strawberry, irresistibly enticing.
If it weren't for the fact he knew it was her time of the month, Zhang Xiaohao would have definitely taken her right there and then.
"Secretary Lin, I've signed the documents, take them," Zhang Xiaohao said calmly.
His face was like an ancient well without ripples, betraying no sign of change.
"Mhm," Lin Xiaowen responded weakly.
"Secretary Lin, here is the authorization note I've approved. Take this and withdraw one million from the finance department, I need it," Zhang Xiaohao commanded.
As he spoke, he passed over a voucher signed and stamped with the company seal.
"Yes, Mr. Zhang," Lin Xiaowen answered, taking the voucher and walking out.
After Lin Xiaowen left, Zhang Xiaohao picked up a pen and on a clean sheet of A4 paper, wrote down a list of herbs.
