Early the next morning, Song Yao just finished saying goodbye to the two little ones and watched them leave when the phone on the living room table rang without any warning.
It was Anna.
Why did she call at this time?
Confused, Song Yao answered the phone.
"Ms. Song, bad news!"
Before she could say anything, Anna's anxious voice came through the phone.
"What's wrong?"
"Something happened. The stock is falling. You should come to the company now." For a moment, she couldn't explain the specific situation to her through a few words. But looking at the stock trend that had been falling all the way, Anna was so anxious that she seemed to be about to lose her temper.
Song Yao's face darkened. She immediately took her coat from the sofa, grabbed the car key, and walked out.
"Okay, I'll be right back."
Twenty minutes later, Song Yao finally arrived at the lobby on the first floor.