Chapter 369 The Apple of The President’s Eye

• Gently massaging her numbing calves as she wiped off the sweat trickling from her forehead, Tong Yimo caught herself in a continuous feat of yawning as she sat there in the hot sunny afternoon.
• Ding! Just then, the elevator door opened as Leng Yechen appeared together with his group of senior executive officers.
• “Good afternoon, President Leng.” Greetings as such could be heard along the way as he walked across the hall.