The way Mr. Xiaojiu works is truly... terrifying.
Who could survive working under Mr. Xiaojiu without having a certain level of finesse?
Of course, those who managed to stay were all elites, and the treatment of elites, naturally, made people envious.
Baili Xia followed Mu Lingchuan in, and to her surprise, the atmosphere in the outside lobby had already noticeably changed before she even entered the private elevator.
A significant figure had arrived, and his strong presence was immediately palpable, even to her, someone who had not undergone much training.
A tall figure walked in through the revolving glass doors of the lobby.
He walked in quietly, not looking around as he moved, with not a single extraneous action.
Of course, there were also no unnecessary words.
But from the moment he stepped in, the expressions of everyone in the lobby changed to one of seriousness.
Two receptionists hurriedly ran over to him and bowed their heads in greeting: "Mr. Xiaojiu."
