That day, a heavy rain began to fall.
In the Nanchen Building, the shareholder's meeting had just concluded, and it was followed immediately by a high-level company meeting. Zhou Jin'an sat at the head of the table, his expression unpredictable, and as usual, stern.
Cheng Lu received a call from the front desk, informing him that Zhou Ziyan was insisting on seeing Zhou Jin'an.
He stood up, quietly left the conference room, then hurried downstairs.
In the company lobby, Zhou Ziyan was visibly restless and uneasy.
"I am Director Zhou's brother, I want to see him, I need to see him right now."
Zhou Ziyan clenched his fists, pounding incessantly on the reception desk. The two young ladies at the front were so scared they turned pale, but didn't dare make a sound.
"Assistant Cheng."
Seeing Cheng Lu appear, one of the young ladies, relieved, immediately called out.
Cheng Lu approached, and Zhou Ziyan gave him a cold glance.