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Meanwhile, on the 50th floor of the Lu Group building,
Lu Nancheng had just returned to his office when Ye Yao quickly knocked and entered.
Lu Nancheng sat behind his desk, didn't lift his head or speak.
Left with no other option, Ye Yao took the initiative to speak up, "Mr. Lu, would you like me to order a meal for you?"
"No need."
Ye Yao: "..."
She bit her lip, feeling somewhat aggrieved.
Ever since the last time, when she had mistaken the delivery address, and now two months had passed since November, Lu Nancheng hadn't asked her to do anything at all.
In the past, he would delegate everything to her, no matter how big, small, or private... But now, he would bypass her and go to Lisa, Rita, or even a new secretary.
Lu Nancheng looked up, "Anything else?"
Ye Yao had no choice but to say, "Mr. Lu, Miss Tan is here."
"Which Miss Tan?" Lu Nancheng frowned, a trace of weariness beneath his profound brows and eyes.
