It was half an hour later when Minister Dong finally saw Jiangg Ruxue.
SCREE—
A piercing screech of brakes echoed in front of a factory in the outskirts of Mingzhu City. The moment Minister Dong got out of the car and saw Jiangg Ruxue's back, she broke into a hundred-meter dash, rushing toward her.
"President... President Jiangg! Something's happened! There's a problem with our new product..." she yelled, panting for breath.
Jiangg Ruxue turned her head, startled by the familiar voice.
"Minister Dong, what are you doing here?"
"I came to find you, President Jiangg. I must have called Assistant Qin a hundred times, but I couldn't get through. I had to ask... ask around before I found out you were here. I drove straight over."
"Minister Qin has a bad cold and took sick leave. What do you need me for?"
