s wrong and saw Fu Yan's red-rimmed eyes, frowning, "I was already being very..."She took a deep breath, trying her hardest. The tightness in her lungs eased somewhat, but it was quickly replaced by a...Fangxin Group is located across from the Ho family, in the CBD core area where every inch of land is valuable.

While Fu Yan's new company is located in the new business district, South City residents divide these two areas as the new district and the old district.

It takes more than an hour to drive from the new district to the old district.

After getting out of the car, she subconsciously looked across at the imposing Huo's Building bathed in sunlight, then led Xiaoxiao into Fangxin Tower.

"Hello, I am Fu Yan from the New Project Department. I have made an appointment with Manager Duan from your business department over the phone."

"One moment, please. Let me confirm."

After a minute, the receptionist shook her head. "I'm sorry, Manager Duan has left."

"Going out" Fu Yan was surprised. Remembering Manager Duan's evasive attitude on the phone, she had a bad feeling at that moment.

She dared to determine that Duan Manager was still in Fangxin.

She took out her phone and called Duan Manager, but the result was that the other party was on a call. She dialed again, only to find that the phone was switched off.

"What's wrong, Sister Yan" Xia whispered nervously.

Fu Yan Gang wanted to comfort her, but when he turned around, he saw Manager Duan's secretary walk in through the revolving door, carrying a bag and humming a tune.

She pulled Xiaoxi over and stopped the other person: "Xiao Secretary, buying coffee"

Xiao the secretary was startled, meeting Fu Yan's harmless smile. She paused for a moment, then smiled awkwardly, "Miss Fu."

She nervously hid the coffee behind her back.

Fu Yan meant something with her words as she said, "I remember Manager Duan likes this flavor of coffee. He doesn't like too much sugar or milk, Xiao Secretary, right"

Xiao, the secretary, chuckled dryly and hurriedly ran toward the elevator.

"Hey!" Fu Yan wanted to call her slow, worried that she would sprain her ankle.

"Sister Yan, what should we do now" Xia anxiously stamped her feet. "Manager Duan is clearly still on Fang Xin's side; he just won't see us."

The other party isn't even answering the phone now, it seems like this trip might be for nothing.

Fu Yan hugged her shoulders and said firmly, "If we don't go, we just wait here. We worked so hard to get this project, are you willing to give up just like that"

Xiao Xia shook her head and remained silent.

Fu Yan knew she was blaming herself, “Alright, cheer up, it’s not time to give up yet.”

The executive elevator stopped on the first floor.

The elevator doors opened, and a middle-aged man in a dark gray suit stepped out. He was Fang Xin's general manager, second only to the chairman in power within the company.

At this moment, however, he was standing respectfully beside a young man in a black suit.

"Mr. Huo, thank you so much this time. If it weren't for your vote, I'm afraid I would have been in a terrible situation today."

The man strode forward, his sharp features cast in shadow and light. His brow was stern, his eyes cold as he uttered, "This is what you deserve."

He Mingzheng wasn't someone who enjoyed flattery, and the other party didn't dare to say too much for fear of offending him. They stopped just short of outright praise and personally escorted him out of the company.

Opposite is the waiting area for the hall.

"Mr. Huo, it's Miss Fu," Cao Fang said softly beside him.

Ho Mingzheng's footsteps paused, and he looked up.

Fu Yan was talking to the girl beside her, tilting her head slightly. Her lilac suit accentuated her skin, making it look even more delicate and fair.

Because she was slightly bending over, the already taut area on her chest became even more defined.

Many men have been secretly looking at her.

Ho Mingzheng's face darkened, and he rubbed his finger over the ring on his thumb before walking out of the revolving door. Fang Xin, the general manager, personally sent him to his car.of retro, perfectly blending into the thick cultural background of the castle.The waiter pushed open the door. When Fu Yan held onto Fu Hanlin and walked in, everyone who had been toasting and chattin...