"Young Master, any orders?" She felt like she was becoming his slave, always asking him for instructions.
"A cup of coffee, no sugar." Beitang Yao handed her a packet of premium coffee.
The CEO’s office had everything imaginable, and even the pantry was larger than an ordinary person’s living space. Additionally, his office occupied an entire floor, illustrating just how vast, spacious, and luxurious it was.
Xia Qingqian took it and turned to brew coffee for him.
Her workload was gradually decreasing, and what she did most was attending to this Young Master.
She placed the freshly brewed coffee in front of Beitang Yao, but instead of letting her return to work, he reached out and grabbed her wrist, softly saying, "Stand here, don’t move."
Xia Qingqian was like a student causing trouble in class, now punished by the teacher to stand.
She stood there in a daze, unsure of where to place her hands.
Once the coffee had cooled a bit, he picked it up and elegantly sipped, the rich aroma wafting through the air.
She couldn’t help but take a breath, her body subtly rising, secretly sighing: It slls so good. She looked at the packaging, it was a European Royal Family tribute.
This man’s quality of life was truly refined, no wonder he disliked the breakfast she made.
Never mind, after all, they were people from different worlds, with different views. If he didn’t like it, he just didn’t. She hadn’t expected him to like it; she had made it as if for Brother Zhenyu.
In her thoughts, Xia Qingqian’s eyes slightly curved, filled with a glow of happiness.
But Beitang Yao saw this and found it glaringly offensive; his gaze imdiately darkened.
In the depths of Beitang Yao’s eyes flickered anger, seeing the radiant light at the corner of Xia Qingqian’s eyes only made him angrier. He slamd the coffee cup down heavily, furiously typing on the keyboard.
His narrowed eyes projected a dangerous, icy light, rcilessly cast upon Xia Qingqian.
Xia Qingqian felt a wave of unfriendly eyes coming her way, she quickly raised her eyes, only to catch a glimpse of the Young Master’s sinister gaze.
She promptly collected the inadvertent smile and stood quietly.
"Get ready, tomorrow you’re going to the airport to receive Nancy," Beitang Yao set down the microphone, saying to Xia Qingqian standing nearby.
Ye Feng called, saying Nancy is returning tomorrow, and Beitang Yao’s task was to invite Nancy back.
Nancy had been with Beitang Yao since he took over the Beitang Group. Alongside Ye Feng, he was regarded as Beitang Yao’s right-hand man.
Beitang Yao sent Nancy on vacation, it’s been almost a year, still wandering outside, truly leaving Beitang Yao, the CEO, in quite a frenzy.
Beitang Yao managed myriad tasks, many things he could handle, but as an exalted ruler, so matters were executed by subordinates; he was rely the decision-maker and leader.
"... Young Master, I’ve never t Nancy." Even though this was a task given by the Young Master, shouldn’t she have a photo to recognize Nancy?
Beitang Yao glanced at Xia Qingqian in puzzlent, "You know so many languages, yet you don’t even know the world’s hottest planner Nancy?"
Truly a joke, Xia Qingqian usually just studied, studied, and studied more; her free ti entirely given to part-ti jobs. Regarding other trivial things and people, she simply didn’t have the mood to care.
And she was only concerned with a few renowned companies, never paying attention to business celebrities...
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