How Could It Be A Small Problem?
Editor: Henyee Translations
All of a sudden, he felt a sharp pain in his heart and an extremely uncomfortable feeling spread throughout his body.
He suddenly coughed out a mouthful of air, and it slightly alleviated the turbid air in his chest.
"Mr. Lu, are you alright?" Lu Hang took a few steps forward and asked hurriedly.
"Meeting adjourned," Lu Heting said to Lu Hang. Feeling uncomfortable, he immediately turned on his phone and called the number at the top.
The call went through but no one picked up.
Lu Heting walked out. The higher-ups who were in the middle of the meeting couldn't help but be surprised. What was wrong with Mr. Lu, who had always been strict with work?
It was unprecedented for a meeting to be adjourned halfway.
As Lu Heting walked out, he instinctively opened Weibo.
Upon seeing the contents on Weibo, his breathing suddenly stopped—