"Yang Chunyan? How is she here?"
Su Xiaoxiao looked at her elder brother with confusion and saw him gently shake his head: "I haven't seen her at the factory before."
Could she be here to bother my elder brother again?
Su Xiaoxiao frowned: "Let's follow and see."
For some reason, she subconsciously felt that her brother's issue might be related to this woman.
The two quietly followed Yang Chunyan into the office building.
There was still more than an hour before the start of work; the office building was quite empty.
The two followed and soon saw Yang Chunyan sneakily knocking on an office door.
"Whose office is this?"
Su Xiaoxiao leaned over and whispered to Su Wenbing. He glanced at it and confidently replied: "Our factory manager's."
"How old is your factory manager?"
Thinking of a certain possibility, she couldn't help but feel curious.
"In his fifties, I think. I'm not quite sure, but his son is about my age."
"Hiss~"
