Chapter 125: That Means... That's Right, the Sacred Tree Won!
Inside a meeting room on a high floor of some office building.
“This quarter's performance isn't looking good. I know everyone's been under a lot of pressure lately, and with the numbers right there in front of us, nobody can afford to relax. But the more pressure we're under, the less we can afford to lose our composure..."
At the far corner of the long table, a young woman in a sharp OL business suit, around her mid-twenties, sat there utterly bored, letting the words go in one ear and out the other. Despite her strikingly beautiful face, faint dark circles clung under her eyes as she secretly spun a pen in her hand.
—It was incredibly nimble, like she was twirling shuriken or kunai.
But the moment that invisible ripple swept through her body, a flash of black-and-white light flickered in her dead-fish eyes.
"!!!"
She shot to her feet, her proud chest bouncing violently, and blurted out:
"Boss!"
"Sorry, I need to take a sudden leave. There's an urgent family matter!"