Su Yu looked at Xie Jiuhan and prayed in his heart that Feng Qing would really come to the company. That way, he would heave a sigh of relief. Otherwise, they would all have to work overtime in the company.
After Xie Jiuhan entered the office, he called the executives of a few departments over and scolded them one by one. Hence, from the 95th floor down, all the employees of the Xie Corporation knew that their boss was in a bad mood today.
Ten at night.
In the multimedia conference room of Di Hui Building, Xie Jiuhan had just finished his meeting and walked out. Even from afar, people could feel the cold aura emanating from the man. The company's executives were sitting neatly in the conference room. Even though Xie Jiuhan had left, they didn't even dare to breathe loudly. All of their faces were pale, as if they had been skinned.
