In the Victory Group's conference room, Leng Qingqiu sat in the president's seat, her delicate brows slightly furrowed, and a faint trace of agitation was evident on her beautiful face, clearly troubled by something.
Beside her, Wen Ya and several managers from Victory Group's departments sat in their respective seats, each with furrowed brows and silent, making the already serious conference room even more gloomy and oppressive.
The entire conference room was momentarily engulfed in a gloomy atmosphere.
Click!
At this moment, with a soft sound, the conference room door was pushed open, and Lu Yu and Xia Bing walked directly into the room, taking their respective seats.
"President Leng"
After sitting down, Xia Bing spoke up: "Manager Lu has arrived, and now all the department managers have gathered, the meeting can start anytime."
"Alright"
