Manager Shang waved his hand, "Alright, you can leave for now. I have something to tell him."
The security guard was initially startled, then he nodded vaguely and returned to his post.
But in his heart, he silently prayed for himself. It turned out this unremarkable-looking person really knew Manager Shang. Did his earlier obstruction matter? Would he hold a grudge?
The security guard's concerns were obviously unnecessary, as Lin Zhang had no intention of bothering about him at this moment.
What he cared about now was whether the information he held could rescue his son.
Following Assistant Shang, Lin Zhang entered the office building and made his way to Assistant Shang's spacious office, which was styled in black and white tones, fitting Assistant Shang's cold demeanor.
It was Lin Zhang's first time entering such a high-end office, and he felt somewhat uncomfortable.
Assistant Shang walked to the sofa, sat down, and gestured for Lin Zhang to do the same.
