Su Group, top level.
The corridor was covered with thick wool carpet, which swallowed up all footsteps, leaving only the fierce arguments leaking from the cracks in the conference room door.
The cold wind from the air conditioner brushed Lin Zhen's neck. He had just finished delivering a luxurious afternoon tea and was about to go downstairs to catch his next order.
I earned thirty yuan in delivery fees this time, which is not bad.
He was carrying the empty yellow incubator and turned around suddenly.
The heavy solid wood door of the conference room was violently pulled open from the inside, and a figure staggered out.
The woman was wearing a well-tailored white suit skirt, but the corners of the clothes were already wrinkled, and a few strands of her long hair, which was always meticulously combed, were scattered and stuck to her sweaty forehead.
She is the president of Su Group, Su Qingge.
Lin Zhen had seen this face in a financial magazine, but at this moment, the face that had always been cold and aloof was filled with the panic of being forced into a desperate situation.
"Su Qingge, I'll give you one last chance!"
An old male voice full of coercion chased out of the conference room and hit the corridor like a heavy hammer.
"Either hand over the president's seal now and get out of the Su Group!"
"Either you can produce a marriage certificate now to prove that you have not violated the marriage contract made by the old man!"
"Otherwise, you won't be able to be the president today anymore!"
