Rong Yan had no idea that she had just missed Rong Weiwei, since Rong Weiwei had fled in a fluster, Rong Yan hadnât even caught a glimpse of her.
She followed Gu Ming into the elevator.
With Gu Ming leading the way, Rong Yan passed through without any obstacles.
âWhereâs Mr. Li?â As soon as they arrived, Gu Ming grabbed an assistant to inquire.
The assistant recognized him and immediately replied, âMr. Li is still in a meeting.â
He sneaked a peek at the chin of Rong Yan, who was following by Gu Mingâs side, and with perceptiveness asked, âAssistant Gu, do you need me to go in and mention it to him?â
Gu Ming turned back to ask Rong Yan, âMiss Rong, shall we inform Mr. Li now?â
From his understanding of the BOSS, he knew the BOSS wouldnât want Miss Rong to wait.
But whether to inform Mr. Li wasnât his decision to make; it was up to Miss Rong!
Rong Yan blinked her eyes, checked the time, and asked the assistant in a pleasant voice, âMay I ask about how much longer the meeting will be?â
âThisâ¦â The assistant showed a troubled expression and said to her, âI canât give you a precise time, but Mr. Li has another appointment in the evening, so the meeting should end before six oâclock.â
Rong Yan checked the time again.
It was five oâclock in the afternoon.
There was still one hour left.
Gu Ming also checked his watch, concern in his voice as he said, âMiss Rong, itâs more than an hour away. Are you going to wait? Actually, if you donât want to wait, you can let the president know. If he knows youâre here, heâll definitely conclude the meeting early.â
An hour or more of just waiting around would be too boring; he was worried Miss Rong wouldnât be comfortable with it.
He himself didnât mind at all.
He could wait for five or six hours without a problem.
The assistant, seeing the presidentâs right-hand man being so pleasant and respectful to a woman, couldnât help but sneak several glances at Rong Yan.
However, with Rong Yan wearing a duckbill cap that covered most of her face, he could only see the womanâs gracefully shaped jaw and her full, naturally rosy lips. Plus, her voice sounded quite nice; it seemed familiar to him, but he couldnât quite place where he had heard it before.
Unaware of the assistantâs frequent glances, Rong Yan pondered for a moment then made a decision, âNever mind. Iâll just wait outside. Itâs only an hour anyway. We brought a thermal flask, so the porridge shouldnât cool down. Even if it does, itâs not a problem; the company should have a microwave oven, right?â
âYes, we do, the microwave is in the coffee room. You can use it anytime.â Before Gu Ming had a chance to answer, his words were preempted.
Now that Rong Yan was sure there was a microwave available, she was even less concerned. She smiled and asked the assistant, âWhere shall we wait?â
âPlease follow me.â The assistant led them to the meeting room where Rong Weiwei and her group had previously been. The cold coffee that had been there was already cleared away.
âPlease wait here for a moment. Iâll notify you as soon as Mr. Liâs meeting is over.â
After leading them inside, the assistant inquired whether Rong Yan preferred coffee, tea, or juice, then enthusiastically prepared two cups to bring in.
Compared to the indifferent attitude shown to Rong Weiwei earlier, this was like night and day.
To wait for an hour, ah~
Rong Yan placed the thermal flask on the table and was considering how to pass the hour when the door of the meeting room suddenly opened. The same assistant who had brought the coffee came in, smiling at her and saying, âMiss, Mr. Li is waiting for you in his office.â
âSo soon?â Rong Yan checked the time again; damn, only ten minutes had passed.
Wasnât it supposed to take at least an hour to wrap up?