At 8:30 in the morning, all entrances to the lobby of the Chu Group's office building were already lined up with employees going to work.
After punching in and entering the elevator, all the way up, the elevator door opens on each floor, and you can hear the laughter of employees greeting you or sharing breakfast.
When we stopped on the top floor, we could hear the pin drop of silence.
The secretaries walked on tiptoe, even if there was carpet under their feet, they were still worried about making the slightest sound from their high heels.
The office at the end of the corridor is the office of Vice President Chu Jinnian.
This year, whether he attended media press conferences or was introduced in public, Chu Jinnian’s nameplate read “Executive Vice President.”
But everyone in the Chu Group knew that it was just a title.
Even if Mr. Chu appears in the group, Chu Jinnian is still in charge.
If last year was a bloody year for the Chu Group, then this year can be considered a miserable one.
Almost since he went to work on the seventh day of the Lunar New Year, Chu Jinnian seemed to be living in the company, and he was almost never seen leaving the group gate.
What followed was a rapid decline in the once prosperous Zhao family.
"Chu Jinnian, Chu Jinnian..."
"Ms. Zhao, Mr. Chu won't see you without an appointment..."
Bang!
When the office door was pushed open, a gust of wind rushed in.
Behind the black desk, the leather chair slowly turned around, revealing Chu Jinnian's extremely tired face after not sleeping all night.
But even with tiredness, people still dare not look directly at him.
"Mr. Chu..."
The special assistant looked cautious, "The front desk strictly abides by the rules and regulations of no entry without reservation, but Miss Zhao broke in, and the security..." did not dare to stop her.
"I know, let's go down."
With Chu Jinnian's words, the special assistant breathed a sigh of relief.
While asking Zhao Qingkong, who was full of anger, to sit down, he made two cups of coffee and brought them in.
In April, Sicheng has already seen spring flowers blooming.
Zhao Qingkong, however, seemed to feel no warmth at all, glaring coldly at the man in the leather seat, "You know I went to find her, so you are deliberately trying to bring down the Zhao family, right?
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"right."
Chu Jinnian answered frankly.
After receiving the confirmation, Zhao Qingkong stared at the man in front of him with an extremely ugly expression.
His eyes were bloodshot, and even though his brows were filled with tiredness, he still couldn't hide the nobility and calmness he showed.
Chu Jinnian met those eyes that were mixed with love and hatred, and his voice was calm and without any waves, "From the moment you appeared in front of her in Paris, you should have known that this day would come."
"What, you regret it?"
Chu Jinnian picked up the coffee cup and held it in his palm.
The fragrant aroma of coffee fills the air.
Even if it was just a wisp, Zhao Qingkong could tell that it was cappuccino.
Tang Mulin likes sweet and greasy coffee.
My heart suddenly felt as if it had been plunged into bitter water.
After meeting Tang Mulin, she returned to Sicheng.
Within a few days, I met Chu Jinnian in Vicent.
The man was elegant and calm, with that warm smile still hanging between his brows, as if nothing had happened.
When he saw her, he said "Miss Zhao" politely.
Before Zhao Qingkong could think about how she should appear beside him with such casual surprise, she would step into his heart and replace Tang Mulin.
Something happened to Mr. Zhao.
First, several suppliers who had cooperated for more than ten years fell apart.
Subsequently, a large number of orders were cancelled.
In just one month, Zhao's stock price plummeted, becoming the subject of criticism among experts in the domestic economic sector.
"Yes, I regret it!"
His head was still raised proudly, Zhao Qingkong's eyes were full of fragmented regret, "As long as you let go, I will book the fastest flight to Paris and I will explain to her face to face, okay?"
"Ah……"
Chu Jinnian sneered, "Sorry, it's late!"
My heart sank to the bottom of the cold pool.
Zhao Qingkong looked at Chu Jinnian and suddenly felt that she had never known this person before.
There was a tremor in his voice, "What should I do so that you will let Mrs. Zhao go?"