At this time, Sister Rong entered the office with the information, which really saved Xia Youyou's dilemma.
"Why didn't you knock on the door?"
Seeing Sister Rong walking in so boldly, Xiao Lingmo's cold brows were a little displeased.
Sister Rong, however, glanced disdainfully at Xia Youyou, who was still in tears, and suddenly felt some jealousy. She lightly curled her lips and said: "President, I'm sorry, I disturbed your private conversation, but I won't do it next time. President, Shen Le is waiting for Xia Youyou to come over outside, saying that he has something important to say. These are the information from the United States."
Shen Le?
Is there anything he can ask Xia Youyou about?
After Xiao Lingmo took the information, Xia Youyou slowly wiped her eyes, lowered her head and went out.
However, Sister Rong lied. It was not Shen Le who was outside at all, but Shen Yin standing on the side of the hall. His calm and cold expression was a bit like a robot standing guard.
"Shen...yin?"
Fortunately, the two Shen brothers, who have different statures, are just fraternal twins, which allows Xia Youyou, who has been with them for three years, to tell them apart at a glance.
Shen Yin did not answer, but frowned and walked to her side, gently biting into her ear: "Follow me."
Xia Youyou glanced at him, not knowing what was going on, and foolishly followed him out of the planning department.
After bending through several guardrails and twisted corridors, the two of them arrived at a secret place. The three imposing characters "Conference Room" on the front door came into view.
The so-called secret means that there are almost no people around, and no one seems to come to this conference room for frequent meetings. It really fails to live up to this good calligraphy.
As soon as the door opened, a burst of smoke penetrated her nose violently, making Xia Youyou almost cough.
"Chairman?"
When did he come?
Xia Youyou was really startled and a little surprised.
Black...gang...boss...big
"Miss Xia Youyou, come here!"
The sound is like a thousand-year-old bell, emitting a heavy squeaking rhythm, adding a layer of mystery to this conference room filled with a cold atmosphere.
Xia Youyou, who had just cried, looked at the group of "gangsters" all dressed in black, and seemed to be so frightened that all her blood almost solidified.
"It's okay if you don't come over, but I came here specifically to tell you one thing. If you really care about my son, please leave him as soon as possible, otherwise the consequences... It's unimaginable that I will give you a few weeks to recover. Think about it, as long as you decide to leave, I will give you a considerable amount of money, and I will never treat you badly, do you understand? You don’t have to say anything else to me, I have already said what I should say..."