do?”
She hesitated. “Take the stairs.”
“Five floors?”
“Every day.”
Jang laughed. “If five flights are too much, maybe they don’t belong at this company.”
The employee flushed.
Something inside me went cold.
Three days earlier, the board had voted to place company operations under me. The formal announcement was scheduled for ten that morning. Shiaoza knew I was returning, but he had been strangely vague, claiming he was “buried in meetings.”
He did not know the board had finalized my title as Chief Executive Officer.
Neither did his secretary.
