"Yes, President Shen."
As the directors rose, bowing with hushed relief, Shen Xiao stood, buttoning his jacket once more. His tall frame cast a long, imposing shadow across the gleaming table.
Without another glance at any of them, he turned and strode out of the boardroom, the silence he left behind oppressive and absolute.
Outside the boardroom, his polished leather shoes clicked sharply against the glossy marble floors as he walked down the executive corridor.
The tall glass windows lining the hallway flooded the space with brilliant daylight, illuminating his cold, chiseled features and the faint shadows under his eyes.
Assistants standing along the corridor bowed quickly as he passed, their voices low and hurried.
"Good morning, President Shen."
"Your eleven o'clock has been rescheduled to.....
"Send the contracts to Xu Min," he cut in curtly, his tone flat and final.
"Yes, sir."
He didn't slow his pace as he reached his private office at the far end of the corridor.
