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The way was clear.
Half an hour later, the white Audi stopped in the parking lot of Lianzhong Group's headquarters.
Shang Jianghan's two female secretaries had already been waiting for quite some time.
One was Zhao Panpan, and the other she didn't recognize, who introduced herself as Xiaozhang.
"Li Zaozhang."
The weather at noon was clear, but after the cold air set in, the temperature was extremely low, yet both women were only dressed in work attire.
Shen Chaoxi got out of the car, feeling quite guilty.
She herself was wrapped in a coat, scarf, and hat, and couldn't help feeling a sense of guilt.
At the same time, she also criticized Shang Jianghan's lack of compassion.
"It's so cold out, why trouble you to wait outside?"
"No worries, we just arrived too."
Shen Chaoxi had nothing to say and took out two lunch boxes from the back seat, which the two secretaries took.