Three days before the wedding, the company's mid-to-upper management had a routine meeting.
After the meeting ended, Cheng Xiangheng looked at Cheng Qiaobei, who was surrounded by a crowd, and his gaze grew deeper.
"Have Manager Cheng come to my office," he said before turning away and leaving.
Deng Yan glanced at Cheng Qiaobei, who was being praised like a star, and only approached him after the crowd dispersed, saying,
"Mr. Cheng would like you to go to his office."
As Cheng Qiaobei walked, he asked, "What does Mr. Cheng want with me?"
Deng Yan checked his surroundings and, seeing no one around, lowered his voice,
"It should be related to your transfer."
Cheng Qiaobei turned his gaze, "Transfer? Did he mention where I'm going?"
"No," Deng Yan recalled the scene earlier and kindly advised, "Manager Cheng, there's something I'm not sure if I should say."
Being astute, Deng Yan wouldn't blurt out useless things.
"Go ahead."