Shi Che listened expressionlessly, calmly hung up the phone, sat in his leather swivel chair in the office for quite a while, then reached out his hand and pressed the intercom.
The phone immediately emitted a respectful female voice, "President Shi."
"Come in for a moment."
Soon, the office door was knocked, and a competent-looking woman in a suit walked in, slightly bowed to Shi Che, and respectfully said, "President Shi, do you have any instructions?"
"The meeting later is canceled, all the schedules for the afternoon are postponed," Shi Che’s voice was low, straightforward, and unquestionable. Having said that, he stood up and took the suit hanging on the side and put it on.
The secretary was suddenly taken aback. The upcoming meeting was an extremely important one, capable of promoting the company’s further development and bringing it to the next level. Why was it suddenly canceled?
The secretary couldn’t help but want to ask, but Shi Che didn’t give her a chance. As she was about to speak, he had already taken the car keys and hurriedly left.
The secretary watched Shi Che’s back, and her whole body shivered violently again.
She had followed President Shi for almost three years. President Shi was a typical aristocrat—elegant, calm, restrained, composed, always looking so composed that he seemed not quite human, as if separated from the rest of them by a world.
Anxiety and worry, emotions typical of humans, would never appear on him.
But just now... watching President Shi leave, she distinctly felt President Shi’s urgency, anxiety... even when he spoke to her, wasn’t there a hint of trembling in his voice?
What could make President Shi be ?
The secretary stood in place, thinking over and over, suddenly smiled and shook her head. It must have been her illusion; she must have seen it wrong. How could President Shi... be anxious and worried about something?
Even if the sky fell, he might be able to smile calmly. The secretary laughed for a while and left the office directly.
Shi Che sat in the elevator straight to the company’s underground parking lot. As soon as the elevator doors opened, he stepped out.
Although he rarely drove himself, there had been a car parked in the company’s underground parking lot for his use for years. He walked to his car, unlocked it, opened the door, sat in the driver’s seat, started the engine, and drove away.
The car left the underground parking lot, the accelerator swiftly increased, Shi Che’s hands gripped the steering wheel, and his handsome face still showed no expression. However, his hands gripping the wheel tightened fiercely, and the veins on the back of his hands protruded one by one.
Ji Xinxin finally turned the car around and took Ling Chuxia home.
However, Ji Xinxin was originally driving in another direction and had already gone far away, only turning back now. This to and fro wasted a lot of time. By the time Ji Xinxin sent Ling Chuxia home, it was already completely dark.
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