For a while, Yang Chen hadn't visited the Public Relations Department. As soon as he entered the office, he found himself surrounded by a group of brightly dressed sisters. The scent of perfume was nostalgic to Yang Chen.
"Little Yang, feeling all high and mighty as the director now, huh? Haven't seen you visit us sisters in a long time," one of the senior PR sisters said.
Yang Chen smiled awkwardly. "Well, just finished celebrating the New Year, everyone's been busy. I've missed you all, beautiful ladies."
"With that slick tongue of yours, heard you've got yourself a vixen-like secretary, probably up to no good every day," Zhang Cai, munching on a sandwich, commented.
Yang Chen was taken aback. How did news of his personal affairs spread to headquarters? It seemed Anxin's reputation as a vixen was established, whether it was a matter of women judging women or Anxin genuinely standing out.
