Qin Mo arrived at the company obediently, and Ying Yao looked at her with a strange expression, wondering why she had managed everything so quickly.
"Assistant Ying, I'll prepare for this afternoon's meeting."
She actively took over the document folder from Ying Yao's hands, "Where is President Chu?"
"The President is in his office."
Ying Yao hesitated, wanting to say more, but found it inappropriate.
Qin Mo observed his expression and felt it strange, "You make it seem as if your President is doing something secretive."
She smiled, not taking it to heart.
"I'll go ask President Chu what he wants for lunch."
Yiqin's tastes were not picky, often opting to eat nearby the company to save time. He was not like the rich second-generation she had imagined, indulging in luxury and spending hours on a meal.
He was a workaholic, who could forget to eat because of his work.