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The colleague beside nodded quietly and answered in a low voice, "Yes, but I heard he went to drop someone off at the airport this morning; that's probably what delayed him."
No sooner had the voice faded, another team member interjected, their tone laden with understanding, "President Pei has always prioritized work. If he's late, there must be a reason. Let's wait patiently a bit longer."
The atmosphere in the conference room slightly eased, but the sentiment of waiting hung in the air like dust, ready to be stirred up at the slightest breeze.
Some began to lower their heads to review the documents at hand, while others sneakily took out their phones, pretending to check emails, but really just to while away the time.
In the office's quiet, Pei Jingchuan's thoughts drifted once more to Jiang Yuzhu in the clouds above.