Hearing the word "boss," Lan Hui hesitated for a moment before finally opening the door.
But she still did not put down the fruit knife in her hand.
The man stepped into the room without wasting any words and immediately handed her the folder he was holding.
"You can't stay in the country anymore. The boss wants you to leave immediately. Inside are your passport, visa, and plane ticket. Oh, and you need to leave right now, or you won't make it in time for the room."
Lan Hui had just managed to secure her position as the director of the provincial TV station, and now she was being told to leave suddenly, filling her with reluctance.
"Do I have to go?"
"This time, Zeng Pengchao is coming for you, and no one can protect you. If you don't leave now, it may be too late by tomorrow!"
"But I haven't prepared anything, and I don't have any money on me."
