C97 It Could Only be Good Luck

Two people were chatting near the conference room when the elevator chimed. Shaang Peiyan looked up and quickly approached with a playful grin, extending a hand to assist.

“What brings you up here? I was just about to come down to see you.”

The old man, well into his seventies but still full of vigor, waved off Peiyan’s hand with a knowing smile. “I was worried you might slip away