After An Nan fled the apartment, she quickly hailed a taxi straight to the airport. Halfway there, she directly called her immediate superior, the Chief CEO of Vince Airlines, Zhan Qiyi, to take leave. Without waiting for him to agree, she immediately hung up and turned off her phone. Upon arriving at the airport, using her connections, she directly purchased a ticket for the fastest departing flight. Once on the plane, she found out the flight was headed to Italy. Well, she decided to take a trip to Italy, since she hadn’t traveled in a long time anyway.
What she was completely unaware of was that her departure caused turmoil in B City, and three groups of individuals were searching for her.
Lin Mubai, Xi Shaoqi, and Zhan Qiyi were all sending people to search for a woman named An Nan, and naturally, these searches were conducted secretly.
A week passed, and Lin Mubai received no news. Two weeks passed, and still, there was no news. At this moment, Young Master Lin was finally enraged.
Originally planning to catch a turtle in a jar, but the turtle didn’t come back. Where could he catch it? He had no choice but to send people to search, yet that little woman seemed to have vanished into thin air. Despite sending out so many people, there was not a single bit of news.
The documents in his hand were smashed fiercely into the face of the person reporting, with undisguised gloom in his eyes. "Not a single person can be found. What’s the point of me keeping you around?"
The person being scolded kept his head down, sweat pouring down his face and dripping into his eyes, causing instant stinging pain. He dared not wipe it but could only keep blinking. Before long, his face was full of tears.
"Get out." With Lin Mubai’s shout, the man standing in front hurriedly stumbled out of the office. Only after standing outside the office did he feel his legs trembling, as if he had just passed through hell.
Han Xiayang had been standing outside the CEO’s office, so he heard Young Master Lin’s fury firsthand. In his heart, he felt sorry for the man. "Go mind your own business; it’ll be alright."
"Thank you, Manager Han."
After the sweaty man left, Han Xiayang stared at the five big words on the CEO office door for a long time before shaking his head. He muttered to himself, "Indeed, beauty gets one into trouble. I just don’t understand, this An Nan is not even a stunning beauty. How could she cause someone with typically excellent self-control like Young Master Lin to fall apart multiple times? Could there really be something extraordinary about her?"
After muttering to himself, he knocked on the door and went in. The man behind the desk glared coldly at him as he entered. Han Xiayang immediately felt a chill enveloping his entire body. He couldn’t help but shiver, continuously reminding himself that he had a task to complete, so he could not leave.
With a cheerful face, he came to the front of the desk, picked up the documents from the floor, and carefully placed them on the desk. Before Han Xiayang could speak, a low voice immediately emanated from behind the desk, "Say what you have to quickly."
Upon hearing this, Han Xiayang clicked his tongue and exclaimed, "Oh my, our always gentlemanly Young Master Lin has actually uttered a curse."
As Han Xiayang’s voice fell, Lin Mubai shot him a white glance, accompanied by a warning, "Say what you have to or leave. If you don’t want your salary, just say the word." Follow current novels on novèlfire.net
Such a bad person, always threatening me with my salary. Han Xiayang muttered quietly in his heart, then quickly stated his purpose for coming. "Mother just called me, said your phone wasn’t answering, and asked me to tell you to go home for dinner this evening."