Xia Lu returned to the office with a sour mood.
She could tell Zhao Yue had just taken a jab at her—if the situation arose again, she would have to tell Gao Qishan. Even though she had only recently acknowledged this daughter, they were still blood-related family. What made Zhao Yue think she had a closer relationship with Gao Qishan than her, just because of her contributions to the company over the years? This was too strange.
"Being the boss really isn't easy…" she couldn't help but sigh.
Before she could even finish a day's work, Xia Lu was already overwhelmed. Not to mention doing a good job—the neverending contracts alone were enough to weigh her down.
Finally, having no other choice, she called in her secretary.
"When President Gao was here, did he also have to sign off on these documents?"
