Lu Lingche's arrival set the whole company stirring.
The female staff took turns marveling at Lu Lingche's extraordinary handsome face. Add in his unparalleled background, and he almost became everyone's dream lover in an instant.
However, two people were exceptions, one was Qiao Yin, and the other was the front desk girl, Mei.
Qiao Yin was a bit puzzled: "Mei, why aren't you excited to see President Lu? Look at them, they're so excited."
Mei bit her lip, lowered her voice and said, "I was excited too. But Qiao Yin, when he thought you were the receptionist, he was so rude. He mentioned something about being a receptionist solely based on looks. He's so sarcastic and superficial. You are clearly very capable, even I, who isn't in business, knows that Manager Yan always turns to you to solve his problems."
Qiao Yin laughed: "It doesn't matter. I'd rather him judge me by my looks."
"Qiao Yin, you do know President Lu, don't you?"
"Yes, I do."
