Elena went to her office this morning a little later than usual after the morning activities she did together with Yuchen. Despite Yuchen's assurance that he would be quick, their interpretations of "quick" appeared to be quite different.
Upon entering the grand Wang company building, Elena exchanged greetings with the security guard stationed at the door and nodded at the employees and visitors she passed. Her smile was wide and bright
"Good morning!" Elena chimed as she passed the reception desk.
"Good morning, President Nam," replied the receptionist, a woman in her late twenties, her own smile mirroring Elena's. "By the way..."
Just as Elena was about to move forward, the receptionist's voice halted her in her tracks. She turned back and looked at her in confusion.
"Yes?" Elena asked kindly.
