After much indecision, Wen Tang's eyes lit up as she walked toward the chairman's office, clutching a stack of documents.
"Dad."
She handed a stack of documents to Lu Yun.
He turned around to look at Wen Tang, his face breaking into a smile, "Ah, Ah Tang."
Wen Tang stepped back twice and nodded.
Then she looked at how Lu Yun was perusing the documents.
Thinking back to how Lu Zhe was usually the one sitting here, it felt a bit unfamiliar to her.
"What's going on here?" Lu Yun's expression darkened as he slid the documents toward Wen Tang, "Why does it still say pending?"
Wen Tang sighed, her shoulders drooping, "No choice, this project has had repeated setbacks, I'm afraid someone's doing it on purpose."
Lu Yun shot her a discerning glance, "You mean..."
"Lu Zhe?"
Wen Tang shook her head, "Shouldn't be."
Lu Yun stayed silent, waiting for her to continue.
