"Hello, how can I help you?"
At the reception desk, the receptionist was initially taken aback upon seeing Bi Xia and others walk in. She opened her mouth slightly, staring directly at Bi Xia for a mont, then put on her most perfect standard smile and asked Bi Xia.
Seeing the receptionist trying hard to stay calm, Bi Xia politely gave a faint smile, "Hello, I’m here to see President Zheng."
The receptionist swallowed, "Do you have an appointnt?"
Bi Xia nodded, "Yes, if you tell President Zheng that Bi Xia is here to see him, he’ll know."
"Okay, please wait a mont." The receptionist imdiately replied, then picked up the phone to call the direct line.
After quietly speaking a few words, she hung up the phone and smiled at Bi Xia, "Hello, President Zheng is ready to see you upstairs."
Saying this, she personally walked from the reception to the elevator, leading Bi Xia to the central elevator shaft, "This is President Zheng’s private elevator. He instructed that you should take the private elevator straight up."
Nodding to the receptionist, Bi Xia approached the elevator. As the elevator doors slowly closed, he glanced up, catching sight of the receptionist still standing at the door. Bi Xia curled his lips into a smile and winked at her.
At the mont the elevator closed, the receptionist’s standard smile vanished instantly, and she quickly ran back to her station, took out her phone, and opened the WeChat group.
Most Beautiful Reception on the First Floor: Aaaaaaaaah!!!! I just saw my idol! I saw my idol!!!!!! Aaaaaaaah!!!!
Exhausted Brother on the Third Floor: ??? Which idol???
The receptionist paused, glanced at the group’s title, and saw it was labeled ’Zheng Family Employee Chat’.
Receptionist: ...
Clearing her throat, the receptionist very seriously edited: Sorry, sent to the wrong group.
Editing and Publicity Guy on Fifth Floor: ...
Most Beautiful Reception on the Tenth Floor: W.T.F!!!
Most Beautiful Reception on the Tenth Floor: What’s this? Did I see correctly? That was Bi Xia! I saw my idol! Why is he at Zheng’s?!
Seeing her colleague on the executive floor reacting the sa way she did, the receptionist cald down. She straightened her clothes and smiled slightly—to always present the best side in front of her idol, not like all those mindless fans.
But still...
Aaaaaaaaaah!!!!!!!
My idol is so handso! Just as handso in person as in photos!!!
However... the receptionist paused, why would my idol co to Zheng’s? And he seems very familiar with the boss!
Thinking this, the receptionist’s eyes sparkled. As expected of an idol, always so impressive!
With the secretary who greeted Bi Xia and others leading the way, they arrived at the office door. The secretary smiled slightly at them, "Elder Zheng has been waiting for the Ninth Young Master. Please."
The office door opened, and as Bi Xia stepped in, he was welcod with an enthusiastic greeting, "You little brat...rascal, you’re finally here!"
Bi Xia’s expression darkened. She noticed Elder Zheng, who looked nothing like the supposed business tycoon with his hearty, amiable smile, and rolled her eyes. Don’t think she didn’t hear it—Elder Zheng initially wanted to call her a ’little girl’.
So, he must have changed his words quickly after seeing the person behind her!
"Finally, you all made it," at this mont, the office door was pushed open, and a sharp-dressed female executive walked out. She glanced at Elder Zheng, sighed lightly, then turned her eyes to Bi Xia and smiled, "Little Nine, I’ve been looking forward to seeing you in person."
The woman wore a sapphire blue suit, her dark hair was styled up, and her tall stature carried a touch of classical grace. Her gentle face softened further when she looked at Bi Xia. Stepping in high heels, she approached Bi Xia with a smile.
"Let’s get to know each other," the woman smiled, extending her hand, "My na is Zheng Wanruo, daughter of this Zheng family leader, and apparently, the one they call President Zheng."
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