Mo Bin, who was lurking in the employee group chat that had no management, was the first to see the intel from the receptionist and immediately rushed into Lu Yunque's office to report.
"Mr. Lu, Miss Yun's car is downstairs."
Lu Yunque, who hadn't even looked up, instantly sat ramrod straight. "How do you know?"
"The receptionist posted it in the employee group chat."
Every company had employee group chats like this, ones without any management in them.
Strictly speaking, Mo Bin wasn't considered upper management. His title was only assistant, after all. But since he was Lu Yunque's assistant, he wielded more power than most.
"Where is she now? I'll go downstairs and get her."
Yun Zijin often showed up at the Lu Group building without giving Lu Yunque any notice.
This was only because Lu Yunque was head over heels. Any other man might have secretly wondered if Yun Zijin's constant surprise visits meant she didn't trust him and was trying to do a pop-in inspection.
