A few days passed smoothly after the massive online explosion. Thanks to the strict medical routine enforced by her brother Chen Yan, the slight muscle fatigue in Chen Ying's left forearm had completely vanished. The soothing ointment worked perfectly, and her hairline fracture was healing at an optimal, steady rate.
At the Su Group headquarters, her position had become entirely untouchable. The employees handled her documents with a level of deep, unspoken reverence, and her office was constantly filled with fresh bouquets of flowers sent by adoring fans from all over the country.
Chen Ying sat calmly at her sleek executive desk, her dark eyes scanning a set of quarterly financial projections on her monitor. The quiet atmosphere was suddenly interrupted by a soft knock on the door. Her assistant entered the room, holding a thick, heavy package with a look of extreme seriousness on her face.
