Su Lan’s expression was extremely stiff.
Ye Shaohua ignored her, took out her phone, and sent a text message.
Then she stood up, pulling her chair away, and the servant hurriedly handed her coat over.
She put on her face mask and headed directly to the Xiangyang Group.
**
Su Family.
Su Min hadn’t returned yet.
Grandfather Su was sitting in the hall, watching Su Qing pressing on the keyboard.
The computer screen displayed a set of complex codes that were incomprehensible.
"You’ve been in the web development department for so long, haven’t you seen the boss of Xiangyang Group’s web development department?" Grandfather Su asked patiently.
Xiangyang Group had become an uncontrollable dark horse.
His work was portable. Just then, the head of the web development department stood up excitedly, "The boss is about to arrive!" "Snap—" Su Qing pressed one number less. The boss of the web development department, the person behind all the codes and software strategies. Su Qing was momentarily lost. freewebnøvel.coɱ
Regaining his composure, he noticed his colleagues were vigorously discussing something.
Su Qing pinched his nose, trying to calm himself a bit. As for the mysterious boss of the web development department, Su Qing had actually been searching for them all over the web development community in recent days but hadn’t found any leads.
With such advanced skills, shouldn’t there have been rumors before?
Su Qing looked towards the door. "You’ll know in a moment." The Manager was responding to a Programmer next to him, both their eyes fixed on the door. The Programmer was about to ask who it was when the Manager’s phone beeped. The Manager glanced at it and quickly walked towards the main entrance.
Su Qing paused, then grabbed his phone and followed. Su Qing was a relative of the big boss, a fact everyone in the company knew, so there was no particular restriction on his movements. He followed the Manager out and saw Old Pan had already quickly arrived. Not just Old Pan, but most of the people from the web development department were gathered at the elevator. He hurried after the Manager, silently fixing his gaze on the elevator. The floor numbers approached, one by one. 16. 17. 18. ...Finally, it reached this floor. Su Qing clenched his fists tightly, unwaveringly staring in the direction of the elevator. Ding—The elevator doors opened. A person walked out slowly, dressed in a black coat. They were looking down at their phone, but after a while, perhaps feeling someone staring, they looked up. Su Qing saw the familiar, serene, and cold face.
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