Vichy arrived at the conference room and found there was already full of people.
Not even a vacancy.
She frowned, was this a warning?
This was a departmental meeting. The highest-ranking official was James Lau, the company's vice president. He was always in his fifties and had been in this position for over 50 years.
Now White was the director of the agent and in charge of a big department. Her level was just a bit lower than James'. But no one gave White a seat, and they pretended not to see it, and just turned the documents in their hands over and over.
Vichy smiled faintly. "Mr. Lau, you came so early."
Hearing this, Lau put down the documents and smiled helplessly. "Mr. Singer, you are here too, so everyone has come now?"
The secreta
