Xiong Miao was already restless, but after receiving Su Hongyi's call, her heart was even more flustered, and she couldn't concentrate on doing anything.

"Mr. Xiong, this is the fabric analysis for this quarter. Yao Zhao has just finished and needs your signature." Secretary Ding walked in, holding a stack of documents in his hand.

Hearing the sound, Xiong Miao looked up, and seeing Secretary Ding's slightly alienated smile, she was in a daze.

Secretary Ding put down the documents and turned to leave.

Xiong Miao stopped her: "Secretary Ding."

"Mr. Xiong, do you have any orders?" Secretary Ding stopped and looked at her waiting.

Xiong Miaoxiu frowned, struggled a bit, and said, "Is Zhan Zong here?"

"I'm sorry, Mr. Xiong. I'm your secretary. I don't know Mr. Zhan's itinerary. If you want to know if he is in the company, you can call him and ask him." After Secretary Ding finished speaking, he bowed politely and said out.

Call him yourself?

Is she so familiar with Zhan Yeling?

Why does everyone think she is close to Zhan Yeling?

Xiong Miao suddenly realized that when she came this morning, people in the company looked at her differently.

Do you also think that she has that kind of relationship with Zhan Yeling?

The most indispensable thing in this world is gossip and gossip.

Xiong Miao has a headache and holds his forehead.

I opened the fabric report that Secretary Ding brought in, but I couldn't read a single word.

His mind was full of what Su Hongyi said just now.

What if Xiong Jingxi really died?

Will Zhan Yeling bear legal responsibility?

No, it should be her, the person related to the incident. Will she be involved and be approached by the police?

The more she thought about it, the more disturbed she became.

After closing the report, he still decided to go to Zhan Yeling.

In the past, when she was designing some companies, she had the privilege to go to Zhan Yeling at any time.

Now at the headquarters, it will be more convenient for her to find Zhan Yeling.

Straight to the top.

When she came to the door of the president's office, after learning the lesson last time, she raised her hand and knocked on the door.

"Come in." A steady bass came from inside the room.

Xiong Miao's heart tightened subconsciously.

Pushing open the door and going in, Zhan Yeling appeared to be working hard.

Zhan Yeling glanced at her inadvertently, and then focused on the document: "Which department is it?"

He said casually.

Xiong Miao was stunned.

He clearly glanced at her just now, how could he not recognize who she is?

His prosopagnosia is real, so why did he know exactly that she was Xiong Meow yesterday?

What exactly is going on?

Worrying that not talking for a long time would make Zhan Yeling angry, Xiong Miao said, "Boss Zhan, I am Xiong Miao."

Zhan Yeling paused, put down the contract, and looked up at her: "Come and sit."

He also got up, walked to the sofa and sat down, picked up the tea on the coffee table, took a sip, and his casual movements were all elegant and dignified.

Xiong Miao walked over and sat down opposite him.

She twisted her fingers nervously, not knowing how to speak.

"Have you considered it?" Zhan Yeling saw her restless action, and he thought she was shy, so he couldn't bring it up.

He said: "You only need to nod your head, the wedding date, the wedding, I will leave it to me."

What the hell!

Xiong Miao was too surprised to speak.

In other words, did he misunderstand something!

"Mr. Zhan, I'm not here to talk about this. I want to know what you plan to do with Xiong Jingxi." Even though he was nervous, Xiong Miao still said this.

Although she didn't want to take care of that vicious woman Xiong Jingxi, if she really died, she would inevitably be involved in a lawsuit. At that time, everything about her will be exposed.

She couldn't bear that kind of consequence.