He bounced into his expensive looking car and left the park-aide. As he drove out, the road packed with ongoing traffic, he waited another three minutes before squeezing into the main street. During the three minutes he waited, he saw her again. This time she was helping an older lady as she pushed a cart of recycled bottles, trying to cross in front of him. The girl, up close looked so petite, yet she acts as if she can push the whole cart herself, not allowing the old lady to help her.
Once they crossed over, the girl would smile and help the woman before leaving. Watching her somehow made his heart skip a beat. The corner of his lips curled up, and he surprised himself as he thought, "What the heck am I thinking?"
He drove out as soon as he got his chance, sometimes he would look at his rear-mirror hoping to see a glance of her. The drive back to his office building wasn't long, he got off his car and his assistant, Tseng Kuan-Yin Went to the driver seat and drove the car off to the parking spot for him.
The prized company name, Yang Corporation, also known as Yang Corps. The proud and majestic logo of Yang Corps hang outside of their headquarters. The two security greeted him, "Good afternoon, President Yang!" as they stand guard outside while Yang Tian-Xu entered the building. Inside the building as he got in, the staff greeted him.
There was two other security guards on duty inside the building, The older looking man greeted him with a simple, 'Good afternoon, Mr Yang.' The other guard looked younger, he was nervous as he bow his head down and shouts, "Welcome back, President!"
He got inside, and the front receptionist greeted him with a bow, he walked his way to the elevator. There would be an elevator-greeter lady standing there to welcome him. Instead of asking him, "Which floor?" She decided he would go to the highest floor. A man with such superior status within his own family-operated company, his final destination must be at the top, she imagined.
With eight floors total, starting at the bottom at ground level, the lobby host the custom service counter in the building's centre. It allows the staff to greet the customers or clients as soon as they step foot inside.
At Yang Corps headquarters there were only a limited amount of office space available for rent, with a high rental price. However, Yang Corps had other locations and malls as well for small business owners to rent. Yang Corps was a huge company, and they had a lion’s share in Real Estate Development.
The first and second floors were part of the shopping centre, while the third floors were the food court, and extension of the shopping mall. The fourth and fifth floors were office spaces, like lawyers or doctors' offices and so on. Marketing, Advertisement, and Human Resources were in floors six and seven. Employees have access cards for their respective level, and Visitors must sign-in at the reception desk. The final floor belonged to Yang Corps and functions as its Headquarters, it was inaccessible to the public and only people of importance within Yang Corps had access to, no exception.
The Elevator-Lady instantly thought he would go up to the eighth floor. However, as she pushed for the button, he immediately reaches out his index finger to push the button to the seventh floor.
The Elevator-Lady quickly apologised. He remembered about a Chinese idiom his grandfather once said, so he told her, "It's alright, it's not like you're a worm in my stomach, how could you know what I want?"
The girl was embarrassed as she blushed, she stood by his side through the entire trip up, it was a good thing the whole journey was 30 seconds long. However, she can feel the pressure of standing next to the only heir of the Yang Family. The elevator reached the seventh floor. Yang Tian-Xu got off, and she bows her head to see him off. Yang Tian-Xu walked with complete confidence, as always.
It was 2 p.m, the office was busy, and the staff greeted Yang Tian-Xu as they saw him passing through. It didn't take long for him to reach the office on his long legs. The sign on the office door display was 'Manager Jiang Fei'. He was the manager in charge of this floor. However, with his sudden disappearance, it gave Yang Tian-Xu a colossal headache.
It could be possible for him to leave all work to Assistant Tseng, but he wouldn't do that and neglect his duty as Yang Corps President. Yang Tian-Xu was a major workaholic, it's never his nature to do something like that. Also, his assistant might end up hospitalised with all the amount of duties and responsibility; he would get stressed to death with all the other workload related to the different departments of the company.
Nothing missing or stolen, and it wasn't like Jiang Fei ran away, he was a trustworthy and well organised employee of Yang Corps. The manager, Jiang Fei's disappearance was a misfortune. Missing for two years in a plane along with 239 people on flight, he disappeared without a trace, no one knew for sure what happened, but everybody wanted answers.
Families and friends continued searching for the truth, but found nothing. People wanted to know, hoping that their loved ones would return home safe. With those thoughts, they did not give up, missing them every day, hoping for a miracle. However, they must carry on with their lives. Yang Tian-Xu needed to find a replacement, but for now, he couldn't find anyone he could trust as much as he did with Manager Jiang.
When he got inside the office, he pulled out the chair and sat down at the desk. He didn't immediately work on the computer. He sat there and closed his eyes as he felt all the anxiety from the piles of documents on the table. Suddenly, the images of the girl appeared in his mind.
He thought to himself again. "If it was me... Would I've been so kind?" The corner of his lip curled up again. Then he shook his head. "Why did I think of her!?"