Chapter 212: Impossible

Ouyang Feifei's presidential office was very large, with a reception desk for the secretaries on the outside, Wang Qing's assistant office in the middle, and her own office further inside.

The area where Ouyang Feifei worked was also spacious, but there were not many furnishings, just a wide desk with a sturdy chair behind it, a few pots of green plants, a set of sofas, and nothing else.

With such an arrangement in a space of at least fifty or sixty square meters, the entire room looked very empty. Ziling could imagine the immense pressure subordinates might feel facing Ouyang Feifei as she sat behind her desk to receive them.

"Chen Jiahai, Mr. Chen, Old Mr. Chen's legitimate grandson, known as the Smiling Tiger," Ouyang Feifei muttered to herself as if speaking to no one, "I remember I've mentioned this person to you before."

"Uh, what?" Ziling was caught off guard, "Have you mentioned this person to me?"