The panic in his heart flashed by in an instant, and Wen Yiming's expression quickly returned to normal.
He strode into the reception room, walked to the seat directly opposite Bai Heshu, courteously invited her to sit, then sat down with a smile. "He Shu, it's been fifteen years since we last met. I didn't expect you to be working at Fu Hong."
As he spoke, the warmth on Wen Yiming's face deepened. "In any case, you can be counted as one of the Wen family. Whether for Yizhi or Xiao Nuan, the Wen family would have properly arranged things for you. It's still possible to give you a position at Wen's. Why put yourself through all this running around?"
She had run around for fifteen years, only to end up as Fu Hong's financial director—after working herself to the bone for so many years, in the end she was still working for someone else, toiling like an ox or a horse and getting exploited.
