Came out of the meeting room.
The executives of various departments dispersed in twos and threes.
Zhu Shuanghua was almost the last to come out, and of course, Hu Changjiang was behind her.
Zhu Shuanghua's high heels clacked on the marble floor, making a sound like the haunting whispers of a midnight corridor.
She stood alone with her arms folded in front of the elevator, her head lowered.
Unknowingly, someone appeared behind her.
Fu Shiren approached, turned his head to glance at her, and said coldly, "Manager Zhu, there's something I want to discuss with you. If it's convenient, please come to my office later."
Zhu Shuanghua looked at him indifferently, and her intern assistant also approached from behind.
Zhu Shuanghua nodded: "Alright, President Fu."
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The door to Fu Shiren's office was tightly closed, and Zhu Shuanghua knocked on the door.
At the same time, Fu Shiren's secretary happened to walk out from inside.
