Rong Yan entered and immediately took her place on the sofa, saying to the man in a suit and leather shoes, "You go ahead and get busy, don't worry about me. I'll entertain myself here and wait for you."
Li Shengxiao narrowed his eyes, wishing he could take her with him to the meeting room, but obviously it wasn't feasible at the moment, "Will you be okay here by yourself?"
"No problem at all," Rong Yan said helplessly, "Please, I'm 20 years old, not 2. Besides, I'm on your turf, what could possibly go wrong?"
Just then.
There was a knock on the office door.
"Come in."
Gu Ming wheeled in a small trolley.
It was laden with fruits, meals, coffee, and pastries, and he said with a beaming smile to Rong Yan, "Miss Rong, this is the afternoon tea Mr. Li asked me to prepare for you in advance. Please enjoy."
