Verdan Zhou strode towards his office after alighting from the VIP elevator .

Liu Fei Long bowed as he greeted, "Good morning, CEO Zhou . "

"Hmmn . " Verdan Zhou subtly nodded, keeping his indifferent expression .

As they continued walking towards the end of the hallway, the a.s.sistant gave a briefing on the schedule for the day .

Dan gestured his a.s.sistant to follow through into the office as he subtly tilted his head . For a tall person, his movements were minimal .

Liu Fei Long followed his boss inside the office . Then as if remembering something, his expression lit up . "Ah! CEO, Madam Zhou had asked for you . "

"When?" Verdan Zhou raised a brow as he took off his coat, hang it on the rack, then strode to sit before his desk .

He started browsing through the pile of folders before him .

"CEO, Madam requested the meeting today since she was not able to see you yesterday . "

Verdan Zhou continued to browse and sign .

"What is it about?"

"She did not disclose, Sir . "

Verdan Zhou frowned, sighed, then strode out of his office .

Liu Fei Long was stunned for a couple of seconds before he followed his boss who had almost reached the elevator . He sprinted in his suit to beat him in pressing the going up b.u.t.ton .

His boss frowned . "She's in her office?"

"Uhm . . . " Liu Fei Long gulped . He just a.s.sumed that the chairman requested the meeting in her office .

"It's fine . Checking her office won't hurt . " As Verdan Zhou finished this statement, the elevator had landed to the top floor .

"CEO . " Greetings in bent backs flooded them as they walked along the hallway to the chairman's office .

When they arrived at the door, a female voice stopped them .

"CEO Zhou, the chairman is not yet in her office . " A bespectacled lady in a neat bun declared .

She abruptly rose from her swivel chair behind her cluttered desk, which faced the door to the chairman's office .

"You requested for a meeting with me . " Verdan Zhou glared at her . "Yet she is not even here . Are you kidding me?!" He looked at her, then he turned to his a.s.sistant for answers .

Liu Fei Long shook his head like a rattle . He pleaded with his eyes that the CEO would believe his innocence on this matter .

"Useless!" He continued glaring at them subsequently, before his black oxfords pivoted back to the hallway .

He took out his phone from his pocket as he continued to stride to the VIP elevator .

"Good morning, CEO . What can I do for you today?" Mich.e.l.le Adams had great energy in her voice and answered after a single ring .

"Did you know about my mother summoning me this early?" There was a hint of annoyance in his voice .

Even if she could not see her boss's expression, Mich.e.l.le Adams surely detected the danger in his voice .

"CEO, I had informed a.s.sistant Liu 2 days prior that the Madam wanted to see you . She requested a meeting at DM Seafood Restaurant at 1100H . Would you want further details, Sir?"

Verdan Zhou's expression turned dark . At this point, he wanted to strangle Liu Fei Long .

Sensing his boss, a.s.sistant Liu unconsciously stepped back, and cursed himself for being alone with the CEO, who obviously want him dead, in a contraption called the elevator .

After restraining himself from firing his a.s.sistant, Verdan Zhou worked all morning to finish his paperworks which pile up after being away .

At 1045H, there was a knock on his door .

"Enter . "

The wooden door slowly opened with a bit of squeak . a.s.sistant Liu entered .

"CEO, the meeting with the madam will be a quarter of an hour from now . " he reminded .

Verdan Zhou flicked on his signature on the doc.u.ment in his hand before standing up .

He strode out of his office, a.s.sistant Liu just behind him .

When the CEO entered the VIP elevator, he swiftly pivoted to look face-to-face his a.s.sistamt .

"Stay here . " He ordered .

Liu Fei Long had cold sweats . He would probably better off looking for another job .

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Verdan Zhou drove his new gray Peugeot 508 . The restaurant is about 10 minutes away, but considering the flow of traffic, he might be late at this point .

As he drove, he was trying to compose in his mind how to gently turn down his mother, who seemed to remain persistent on marrying him off to Madeline Song . He won't be surprised if this is a setup for them to meet .

"Mr . Zhou, this way, please . " A pretty waitress gestured as she led him to a private room .

She left after he was led to a closed door .

He turned the k.n.o.b with irritation in his mind .

To his surprise, the room was dimly lit, with no one occupying the seats .

Suddenly, his vision turned black .