Trembling, she turned around, only to see her department manager looking at her with a surprised face.
For a moment, Wen Yan felt like crying but had no tears.
Aren't all managers supposed to drive to and from work? Why did she encounter him here today?
"Manager." Wen Yan greeted with a forced smile.
The manager was looking at Wen Yan in shock, then glanced at Gong Xuan's license plate, pointed at Wen Yan, and then at the license plate with several 8s: "Wen, this is, this is really unexpected!"
What Wen Yan didn't realize was that, compared to Gong Xuan's car, his license plate was even more high-profile and noticeable.
Feeling embarrassed while looking at the manager, and not knowing how to explain it, Gong Xuan descended from the car with an imposing presence and greeted with a smile: "Old Gao."
"President Gong, good morning." The manager hurriedly greeted back but still looked shocked when his eyes fell on Wen Yan.
