乔振邦的名片 forgotten in the time of the meeting,林晚星 rubber stamp return to the same corner of the office.Sunlight through the window,洒落一地金光，照在桌角的咖啡渍上，像一块干涸的泪痕。

She took out her phone to check the time, the screen light reflecting in her eyes, making her face look more cold.Suddenly, her phone rang, the caller number made her眉梢一挑.

"Boss, Mr. Qiao asked to see you in the conference room." The voice of her secretary came from the phone.

林晚星: "Oh." She didn't move, just looked at the ceiling.

"Boss, Mr. Qiao is already waiting in the conference room, saying it's urgent." The secretary's tone was slightly anxious.

林晚星 finally stood up, straightened her clothes, and walked towards the conference room with a calm expression.

She opened the door of the conference room and saw a man sitting at the head position. At first glance, she couldn't help but admire his figure and temperament. He was wearing a dark blue suit, which made him look more powerful and outstanding.