In the bustling headquarters of the prestigious Qin company, the air hummed with anticipation and ambition.
Mr. Qin, a stoic and astute man, sat behind the sprawling desk in his office, meticulously sifting through a mountain of documents.
Each paper held significance, a fragment of the intricate puzzle that was the company's operation.
Ziyu, one of Mr. Qin's trusted aides, entered the room with purpose, a mini tablet clutched firmly in his hand. He stood before his boss, respectful yet hesitant.
"Boss, you have a meeting scheduled at 2:00 with Mr. Zhao," Ziyu informed in a hushed tone, fully aware of Mr. Qin's deep engrossment in his paperwork.
However, Mr. Qin's attention wasn't tethered to the forthcoming meeting. His mind was fixated on something else entirely—Ziyu's findings on a matter Mr. Qin had entrusted him with.