In the CEO office at the top floor of Dijing, when Lu Changchuan asked "Anything else?" for the third time, Rong Qian finally realized there shouldn't be.
He glanced at the few documents in his hand that needed the Boss's review and approval, and silently assessed their urgency in his mind. It seemed handing them out after signing on Monday wouldn't affect the company's development plans.
Rong Qian decisively shook his head, "No more."
Sure enough, the next second, Lu Changchuan stood up, shutting down his computer while grabbing his car keys, "I'm leaving first, call me if anything comes up."
"Nothing will."
Rong Qian promptly opened the door, "Wish the Boss and Madam a pleasant weekend!"
As he spoke, Lu Changchuan had already passed by.
The subtle curve at the corner of his eye, and the breeze as he walked by, all indicated his good mood at the moment.
