In the company's long corridor, Feng Lingxue strode towards the finance office.
Zhan Yun followed closely behind, and everyone greeted Feng Lingxue along the way, but she seemed as if she didn't see any of them; her eyes were fixed only on that office.
With a bang, the door was heavily pushed open by Feng Lingxue.
"President Feng!" a girl hurriedly stood up.
"Fan Lingling!" Feng Lingxue gritted her teeth.
Zhan Yun took a quick look at this girl, about twenty-five or twenty-six, with glasses, appearing very delicate.
At that moment, Feng Lingxue stared at Fan Lingling with a face full of anger, "You graduated from a third-rate university, and now you're in charge of the company's entire finance department. I had complete trust in you, and this is how you repay me!"
Fan Lingling's expression became frantic, but she quickly tried to defend herself, "President Feng, I don't know what you're talking about."
Feng Lingxue roared angrily: