Why is he here again?

 

With doubts, Ling Weihao pushed open the door of the president's office and went in. He saw Wen Yuhang sitting on the sofa and the coffee in front of him, but he didn't move it.

 

"What brings you, Wen, to me again?" He had looked for him at the head office this morning, and it had been only three or four hours before they met again, and he knew exactly where he was. He had probably been to the head office, as his secretary had told him. He laughed and quipped again.

 

"Where did you hide Shu Ting?" Wen Yuhang didn't want to pay attention...