Hearing a voice calling from afar, Ye Xinuo’s fingertips twitched slightly and her eyes narrowed.
‘Thank goodness!’ a woman in a black business suit let out a sigh of relief.
The female newscaster’s emotionless voice came from the television: ‘This is the National Finance Channel, and now we have a financial news bulletin: the death of Mr Ye Qisheng, former chairman of the board of directors of Ye Sheng Group, has had a huge impact on the stock market. Recently, Ye Sheng Group has been embroiled in a takeover dispute with Hesson Fund, and its stock price has fallen by 20% so far.’
Ye Xinuo adjusted to the blinding light, licked her dry lips, and said hoarsely, ‘Where am I?’
‘Miss, you…‘ The woman grabbed Ye Xinuo’s shoulders and shook them a few times, “Miss, have you lost your memory?”
The one speaking was Ye Xinuo’s special assistant Yu Qing, who was also a trusted subordinate trained by Ye Qisheng.
’No, it’s just that…‘ Ye Xinuo couldn’t understand what was happening. Didn’t she fall into the sea? It seems that she wasn’t supposed to die and was rescued.
’Who am I?’ The woman let go of Ye Xinuo and pointed at herself.
‘Yu Qing.‘ Ye Xinuo rubbed her head with her hand, suddenly remembering something important, grabbed Yu Qing’s hand and exclaimed in alarm, “Where’s Tang Jie? Call the police! Hurry and call the police!”
’Miss, what are you talking about?’ Yu Qing felt Ye Xinuo’s forehead, “You don’t have a fever either. Don’t scare me, you suddenly fainted and now you’re talking nonsense.”
Ye Xinuo glanced at the TV in the corner, her expression a little dazed.
‘Miss, are you okay? Can you hang on? The Hessen Fund has acquired 10% of our shares, and their China chief, Qin Moyan, has passed the vote at the extraordinary general meeting and will enter the board of directors today.‘ Yu Qing glanced at her watch, “Today’s meeting is very important, I can’t miss it, I have to go out.”
’Qin Moyan, Qin Moyan,’ Ye Xinuo repeated the name twice.
Didn’t Qin Moyan have a car accident? I even attended her funeral.
She pinched her eyebrows together, ‘What day is it?’
Yu Qing pressed the screen of her phone, ‘Here, look for yourself.’
Ye Xinuo glanced at the glowing screen, which suddenly displayed the date from five years ago.
Could it be that she had returned five years ago?
The suffocating feeling of being swept away by the sea was still in her body. Was everything that was happening now real?
Or was it all just a dream?
‘Miss? President? Nono?‘ Yu Qing waved her hand in Ye Xinuo’s face a few times.
After a while:
’You’re so annoying.‘ Ye Xinuo grabbed Yu Qing’s hand, her eyebrows curved into an arc, her eyes moist, “No matter what, it’s really good to see you, Yu Qing.”
’You’re not falling for me, are you?’ Yu Qing tightened the collar of her other hand, ’I, I, I, I’m a professional special assistant!’