"Me?" Qin Chu hesitated.
Zhang Manlin nodded.
Qin Chu looked down at the female employee and her pale face. Then, he boarded the ambulance without another word.
"What about the meeting, President Qin?" Bella's voice sounded from behind him.
"Push it back by an hour," Qin Chu ordered.
Bella's grip tightened around the documents on her hands. Then, she turned around and went back up.
"Bella, weren't you supposed to attend a meeting with President Qin?" Zhixin was surprised to see her.
"Mhm, something came up and President Qin had to leave. He pushed the meeting back by an hour."
"Oh, get some rest then. Here, have some coffee. I bought it yesterday." Zhixin handed her a cup of coffee.
"Thanks." Bella took the coffee; she lowered her head, looking distracted.
"What's wrong? You look depressed."
"I'm fine."