On the next day, it was Monday. Lan Shan arrived at the company as usual for work, yet her red and swollen eyes and weary expression betrayed her.
After sitting down at her desk and tidying up a bit, she waited for about ten minutes after Beichen Rui entered his office. Then, she took out something she had prepared long ago and got up to walk toward the president's office.
She knocked on the door a few times. After getting a response from inside, she pushed the door open and walked in. Standing in front of the desk, "President."
He looked up from the documents he was reviewing, glanced at her, and then at what she held in her hand. Retracting his gaze, he asked calmly, "What's the matter?"
Taking a deep breath, she placed the envelope in her hand on the desk and pushed it in front of the man, "Since I would have to come to you for a signature anyway, I decided to come directly to the president."
