Outside the doors of the "Flying" department store, a black sedan had been parked for a while. Inside sat a handsome man, none other than Mark Reed.
He had been inspecting various departments of the company since early morning, and the "Flying" department store was a subsidiary of the Reeds Group.
He didn't want yesterday's events to affect the normal operations of the company, but luckily, what he worried about did not happen. Each department was functioning smoothly, and sales in the store were not affected.
It's not easy to silence rumors, but those in the know only dared to gossip in private. During working hours, everyone went about their business as usual.
As he walked past the jewelry counter, Mark Reed heard a sweet voice: "Let's take another look. We don't have much money right now, so let's not buy such an expensive diamond ring. Let's choose a cheaper one."
