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Hee Shen went back to his office and took off his light gray suit.

After a while, the secretary knocked on the door and walked in.

"Director Hee, Assistant Ding is back …"

"Ding Pei?"

Hee Shen's frown relaxed slightly and he continued.

"Let her in."

"Yes."

Before long, Ding Pei pushed open the door and entered. Her steps were still as valiant as before, her expression as indifferent and unsmiling as usual.

"Director Hee …"

"Ding De, please take a seat."

Even though Hee Shen was higher than Ding Pei in terms of position and rank, he was very polite to Ding Pei.

Other than the fact that Ding Pei was Lin Ange's special assistant, the more important factor was her super business ability.

Just like Hee Shen, she also came out from the Heavenly Eagle.

This friendship was even more different than the others.

"Director Hee, here is the analysis for the Central Factory Trial's operation report. Please take a look."

Ding Pei walked up to the desk, bent down slightly, and handed the folder in her hands over.

"Alright."

Hee Shen took it and gestured for her to sit down again.

Ding Pei pulled back her chair and sat upright.

Hee Shen opened the folder and quickly read through it.

"If we start production, can we double the numbers?"

"If nothing unexpected happens, it can be doubled."

Ding Pei said confidently.

"That's right."

Hee Shen's tightly knitted eyebrows relaxed and his expression softened a lot.

"Director Hee, right now Central Factory has a huge shortfall in funding, shouldn't we ask 'the Lu's' for the first set of cash?"

Ding Pei continued.

"Didn't Young Director Gong transfer a sum of money?"

Hee Shen narrowed his eyes. Then, the worry on his face returned.

"That account has been used for the installation of the fourth string …"

Ding Pei's cold face finally showed some emotion, but it was not a relaxed expression. Instead, it was a serious expression.

Lin Yifei had held the throne for so many years, and he had long since decayed the Central Factory. After taking office, Lin Ange had called for funds three times, but the hole still had not been filled.

"Isn't it a little too early to ask for the reserve fund?"

Hee Shen thought about it and said worriedly.

"Director Hee, now that 'T2' has started to be produced on a large scale, if it were to be stopped due to the broken capital chain, not only would it affect 'the Lin's', it would also affect 'Wu Steel' greatly."

Ding Pei's concern was not without reason.

"Sure, I'll discuss it with Director Lu and give you an answer later."

Hee Shen took the pen and signed his name at the end of the document. Then, he handed it back to Ding Pei.

"Alright. Director Hee, I'll go back to work first. "

Ding Pei stood up and pushed her chair back into place. Hee Shen asked just as he was about to turn around.

"Have you been to see the chairman?"

"Not yet. Prepare to go over later."

Ding Pei had just returned from the Central Factory, so there were a lot of things waiting for her to take care of.

"Yes."

Hee Shen replied without saying anything else.

When Ding Pei went up to the 58th floor, Tong Yao came up to welcome her.

"Ding De, these documents need the chairman's signature, do you see?"

"Put it on my desk, I'll bring it over later."

Ding Pei glanced at him and replied with a cold tone.

"Yes."

Tong Yao turned around and walked into Ding Pei's office, placing the documents requiring Lin Ange's signature on her desk.

Ding Pei did not go in but went to the tea room instead. He turned on the coffee machine and made himself a cup of black coffee.

She carried the coffee to the Small Round Table by the window and sat down on the circular sofa. He put down the document in his hand and gently pinched the sore brow. The gloominess in his eyes was very obvious.

Compared to his time in the 'Heavenly Eagle', days like these were practically not that easy.

However, she was used to such busy days. Because this way, he could not think about other things and could only think about others.

For some reason, her heart felt as if it had been pierced by a needle as it hurt.

In that instant, although it was short, it made her frown.

The sudden pain startled her as a person appeared in her mind.

That person had never been in contact with anyone ever since they left the central region.

I wonder how he's doing?

The corners of Ding Pei's mouth lifted into a bitter smile.

"He must be having a good time, right? "After all, he's returned to his own biological parents. They're still people with great authority …"

For a moment, her mood was unspeakably depressed.

He picked up the cup of coffee and took a sip.

Bitter. Very bitter.

Even though she was used to it, Ding Pei felt that today's Black Coach was more bitter than ever. Did the administrative department change the coffee beans?

He had only taken two mouthfuls when his phone vibrated again.

"Big brother …"

"Xiao Pei, you returned to the Yunjing?"

The moment the call connected, Ding Mo's concerned voice sounded.

"Not long ago …"

"Little girl, you still don't know how to give me a call when you arrive …"

"Aren't you the same?"

Before Ding Mo could finish his sentence, Ding Pei had already returned the order with a cold voice.

"I'm different from you …"

"What's different …"

"I …"

Some things must be kept a secret, even if it was the blood of kin.

"Big Brother, you specifically called me. It can't be because of this, right?"

Ding Pei took two more sips of her coffee, which slowly turned bitter between her teeth.

"Of course not …"

Ding Mo paused for a moment and continued.

"I wanted to ask you about the 'secret account' with Pear City …"

"Don't you already have an idea?"

Ding Pei was stunned for a moment before asking in a clear voice.

"It's good to have connections, but can't I get in?"

"If you can't even handle this, then I can't either."

"I'm not asking you to do it, but …"

"You want me to tell the chairman?"

As expected of Ding Mo's biological brother and sister, Ding Pei was able to guess Ding Mo's' intention 'instantly.

"Yes."2

Ding Mo replied helplessly.

"Director Lu's meaning?"

Ding Pei frowned and confirmed it for a moment.

"No."

"It isn't?"

Ding Pei suddenly tightened her grip on her coffee cup as her gaze also tightened up a bit.

"You don't know him yet, so don't talk about such a big thing. Even for a small matter, the CEO does not want Madam to worry about it. "

Ding Mo's tone became more helpless.

"Alright, I understand."

Ding Pei could understand Ding Mo's feelings. With so much money flowing into their pockets for no reason, as outsiders, they all felt very angry.

"Waiting for your call."

Ding Mo heard her answer and seemed to be relieved.

"Alright."

Ding Pei hung up the phone and sat down on the Small Round Table's seat. She sipped the coffee in her cup and then stood up slowly and returned to her office.

After finishing the task at hand, he raised his wrist to take a look. He grabbed a brown paper bag, packed the documents properly, and headed downstairs.

"Assistant Ding …"

"Special assistance, good."

When the employees who came and went saw her, they respectfully greeted her.

She nodded coldly in response.

When he walked to the entrance of the hall, he saw Gu Mengmeng and Jian Jie walking in swiftly from the outside.

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