Ye Shu was stunned, frozen for a good fifteen seconds before she finally snapped out of it, excitedly exclaiming into the phone, "Thank you."
But just then, by some cruel twist of fate, her phone died and automatically powered off.
She had no idea if Sheng Shaochen had heard her 'thank you.'
Ye Shu didn't have time to worry about that now, hurriedly telling the taxi driver, "Turn around, go to Shengshi Group Headquarters."
Shengshi Group Headquarters.
In front of the floor-to-ceiling windows.
Sheng Shaochen stared at his phone that suffered a premature disconnection, his expression dark and clearly unhappy. He turned his head and saw An Zhe on the phone, sneakily glancing at him.
Sheng Shaochen frowned, wordlessly walked over, and sank into his swivel chair.
His long legs casually crossed over each other, he pulled open a drawer, took out a cigar, lit it, and started smoking heavily.
His fingers tapped the desk intermittently, showing his impatience.
