After waiting for a while without a response, Xia Zhiqiu became impatient and once again stood up.
"Has President Gao not finished his meeting yet?"
The receptionist smiled sweetly and said, "I'm sorry, madam, our President Gao is quite busy at the moment and can't see you right now."
"Then can you ask him when he's free? My time is also very valuable and I can't afford to waste it."
The receptionist's face stiffened slightly, "Please wait, I'll make a call."
Xia Zhiqiu stood to one side, watching her intently, not willing to look away for even a second. She saw the receptionist press two buttons and communicate her request. "Secretary Zhang, has President Gao finished his meeting? There's a Madam Xia here to see him."
The receptionist's gaze once again fell on Xia Zhiqiu after whatever response came from the other end, "It's a middle-aged woman, probably in her forties," she said quietly.
