Shen Yi was the heir to Jinghong Group, and the docunts in his hands could very well be crucial secrets.
The fact that the person just now had stolen only her docunts was telling enough of the significance of that docunt.
Uncle Zhang furrowed his brow tightly, staring at Ye Wanwan to see if she had any visible injuries while making a call to the police.
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In the office.
Shen Yi finished signing and passed the docunt to his assistant, then looked outside instinctively, Ye Wanwan still hadn’t co up.
Twenty minutes ago, she had sent him a ssage, saying she was going to order coffee for the colleagues in her departnt who were working overti.
Why hadn’t she co up after so long?
Was she waiting for the coffee to be ready?
The assistant left the office with the docunt. Shen Yi leaned back in his chair, unbuttoning the collar of his shirt with one hand and dialing Ye Wanwan’s number with the other.
The call connected quickly, and just as Shen Yi was about to ask why she hadn’t co up yet, he heard Ye Wanwan’s voice tinged with sobs on the phone, plaintively crying, "Shen Yi."
Shen Yi was taken aback, then imdiately stood up and started walking outside as he asked, "What happened?"
"I’ve lost the docunt, Shen Yi, I’ve lost your docunt!"
Ye Wanwan, who initially had been holding back her tears without making a sound, couldn’t help but cry upon receiving Shen Yi’s call.
While crying, she asked Shen Yi, "What should I do?"
Upon hearing that the docunt was lost, Shen Yi felt a sinking sensation in his heart, but with Ye Wanwan’s self-reproaching sobs in his ear, he couldn’t concern himself with that.
"It’s okay, don’t cry. If the docunt is lost, we can try to find it," Shen Yi said in an attempt to comfort Ye Wanwan, fully aware of the significance of losing the docunt at this ti.
Yet all of that seed insignificant compared to Ye Wanwan.
"Where are you now? At the coffee shop next to the company?" Shen Yi was already hurrying into the elevator; since Ye Wanwan had ntioned going to buy coffee not long before, she should be there.
"Yes, just next to the coffee shop," Ye Wanwan replied between sobs.
"Okay, I’m on my way, stop crying," Shen Yi coaxed softly.
After hanging up the phone, Shen Yi watched the elevator descend floor by floor, guessing in his mind.
He had recently been working on a tender proposal for a plot of land, and the docunt Ye Wanwan had today was the manuscript of the tender proposal.
The manuscript was essentially finalized, and only needed a final review before being confird.
He didn’t believe that Ye Wanwan could have just happened to lose the docunt; it was likely so trickery from a competing company.
Shen Yi felt agitated since his recent hard work had essentially been for naught, but he had no intention of blaming Ye Wanwan.
With a ding, the elevator reached the ground floor. Shen Yi hastened out, the contract was important, but Ye Wanwan was even more important.
She had sounded so distressed when she cried, she must be feeling very guilty.
Exiting the building, Shen Yi saw from a distance a group of people not far from the coffee shop next door, among them were Ye Wanwan and Uncle Zhang.
He quickened his pace and jogged over, calling out as he got closer, "Wanwan."
Ye Wanwan, hearing the familiar voice, imdiately turned around. Upon seeing Shen Yi, she once again couldn’t control her emotions; the tears she had just held back slipped from her eyes again.
At the sight of Ye Wanwan, Shen Yi’s brow furrowed instantly.
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