In Wen Suihan's office, Zhang Qian sat crossed-legged on the sofa, his gaze fixed on the laptop on the coffee table.
Displayed on his computer was the real-time stock chart of the Hu Family's company, a stretch of green.
After finishing a meeting, Wen Suihan returned and pushed open the door, immediately noticing Zhang Qian on the sofa. He asked, "You're back?"
Zhang Qian lifted his head to glance at him and responded, "Mm."
While they were speaking, Wen Suihan's cellphone vibrated.
He looked at the incoming number, placed his phone on the desk, then answered and pressed the speakerphone button without hesitation.
A stranger's male voice came through.
The man said, "Director Wen, Miss Jiang went to look for Zhu Shuanghua."
"Mm, got it."
After speaking, Wen Suihan hung up the call right away.
Wen Suihan stood with his hands braced on his desk, not bothering to sit down, but instead stood looking at Zhang Qian.
Zhang Qian also raised his head, locking eyes with him.
