"Uh, uh, uh—"
In the resting area of the President's office, a groaning sound faintly emanates.
The voice is low and textured, the pitch controlled just right, sounding rhythmically rich, at times high and at times deep, as if containing endless emotions and feelings.
If any company staff happened to hear this sound, with their familiarity with the company's executives, they would surely guess that the source of this sound is none other than the normally dignified, gentle, intelligent, and elegant Vice President Lin Xinxuan.
After all, in everyone's eyes, President Xie has always been seen as a proper and elegant professional elite, who would have expected her to make such an unexpectedly resounding voice.
"Gao Jun... I feel much better now, you can stop," Xinxuan's voice carries a bit of panting and shyness.
