Su Wanxia walked and complained in her heart. When had Mu Yingchen become such a slacker? Even though they had delayed half an hour, he still told her she would be responsible for the consequences if she didn't arrive by 10 a.m., making her rush over like she was on a death march. Was it easy for her?
Ding! The elevator stopped at the 68th floor, and Su Wanxia instantly came back to her senses.
"Miss Su, this way," the beautiful secretary led her to the meeting room.
When the door opened, everyone in the meeting room looked towards Su Wanxia. Most men revealed a look of amazement, while the women felt slightly unbalanced in their hearts. Why was there such a big difference between women?
The plain white outfit she wore gave off an elegant aesthetic, and her long black hair casually draped down, making her irresistibly charming. Her delicately perfect features were utterly captivating.
Being the last to arrive and being watched like that, Su Wanxia felt embarrassed, no matter how thick-skinned or shameless she was.
She smiled slightly at everyone and glanced around the room, only to find there were two empty seats, one on each side of the prime position.
She couldn't help but wail internally. She knew without thinking who would take the prime seat, but with no other place to go, what could she do? She couldn't just stand, so she reluctantly picked a seat to sit down.
Five minutes passed, and the meeting room door opened again. Mu Yingchen walked in with Ji Hua and the same beautiful secretary who had brought Su Wanxia up earlier.
Everyone stood up when they saw him enter, and Su Wanxia had to follow suit.
Mu Yingchen waved his hand to the crowd, "Sit."
He then walked to the prime position and stood there, with Ji Hua sitting opposite Su Wanxia, and the beautiful secretary standing behind Mu Yingchen.
After hearing Mu Yingchen's instruction, everyone sat down again, only to hear him begin, "I apologize for the delay, I had some urgent matters to attend to, so we had to postpone half an hour."
"Heh, President Mu is so busy with countless matters, we all understand," said someone.
"Yes, yes," everyone echoed in agreement.
Su Wanxia, hearing Mu Yingchen say this, felt her ears burning and then felt annoyed. Was he the kind of person who could lie without even drafting it first?
"Let's get started then," he said, settling elegantly into the prime seat.
The beautiful secretary quickly distributed a proposal to everyone.
"Regarding the Bali Island project, we have already finished consulting with all teams. This is the proposal; everyone, please take a close look," he said, glancing over the crowd before his gaze settled on a certain point.
As Su Wanxia was looking down at the document, she could clearly feel Mu Yingchen's gaze on her, which made her a bit nervous. After all, it was her own slip-up to blame, right?
When Mu Yingchen's gaze moved away, she quietly breathed a sigh of relief. Why did she feel like she was acting like a thief, anxious and on edge?
Mu Yingchen went on to mention some important matters, then Ji Hua took over to explain the requirements for the Bali Island project to the audience.
About an hour later, the meeting was finally drawing to a close.
"As for the planning and design decoration team, your workplace will be set up on the floor below. We will arrange a very comfortable working environment for you," Mu Yingchen said.
"For the architectural engineering and other teams, arrangements will be made accordingly. If you have any questions, feel free to communicate at any time," he added.
"If there are no other questions, that will be the end of today's meeting," Ji Hua said, looking over the crowd.
"No problem," responded someone.
"No problem," echoed another.
"NO," affirmed a third.
Not until the meeting was over did Su Wanxia finally accept the reality: she was really going to stay and work here. That meant she and Mu Yingchen were going to interact a lot, right?
She lowered her head in resignation and suddenly noticed the clothes she was wearing. She remembered that the young lady said they were prepared by Mr. Ji, but how did Ji Hua know?
But the clothes did fit really well! The size was just right, and she wiggled her toes—the shoes were a perfect fit too!
While she was lost in thought, people gradually left the meeting room. By the time she regained her focus, only Mu Yingchen, Ji Hua, and the beautiful secretary remained.
"Uh, everyone's gone?" Why was the meeting room suddenly so empty when she looked up? Why hadn't Meng Can that guy called out to her before leaving?
She let out an awkward laugh, stood up, and just as she was about to turn and leave, Mu Yingchen spoke.
"Miss Su seems to enjoy daydreaming a lot," he commented.
"Ah? Hehe, nothing else,"
Mu Yingchen glanced at her and stood up to walk out, with the beautiful secretary following behind.
Ji Hua smiled at Su Wanxia, "Let's go."
Su Wanxia had no choice but to follow them, "Hua, thank you for the clothes you sent."
Ji Hua raised his eyebrows in confusion.
"Isn't this outfit the one you had sent to me?" Su Wanxia pointed to her clothes.
"Oh. Hehe," Ji Hua finally understood, realizing that someone else's good deed had been credited to him.
"How is it, does it fit well?"
"Yes, it fits well."
"That's good," Ji Hua felt a little embarrassed.
Mu Yingchen, walking ahead, overheard their conversation and felt slightly awkward.
"Hey! Wanxia," Mu Chuyang came out of the office with a sly smile and approached Su Wanxia.
"Hey," Su Wanxia just thought his smile was a little weird.
"Wanxia, do you still remember that you said you'd treat me to coffee last time?"
"Hehe, remember? How could I forget?"
"How about today, then? We just got off work," Mu Chuyang shamelessly suggested.
"Um, sure,"
"Wanxia, he looked after your car, and I also sent you clothes. Shouldn't you treat me as well?" Ji Hua joined in.
Su Wanxia broke into a sweat, "Then it's settled, let's all go together!"
"Wanxia, doesn't that mean you should treat us to a meal too?" Kang Xiaolan, linking arms with Mu Feng, popped out.
Su Wanxia raised an eyebrow, "Don't you have a lovingly prepared meal every day? Why are you leeching off my meal?"
"Hehe, not today," Kang Xiaolan said with a squinting smile.
"Okay, then let's go," Su Wanxia looked at them and was about to head towards the elevator when the beautiful secretary came over.
"Miss Su, Mr. Mu would like to see you for a moment,"
Su Wanxia instantly froze in place, while the others stared at her with meaningful glances.
He wanted to see her? Why hadn't he said anything during the meeting and had to call her over now?
"Miss Su, please this way,"
Su Wanxia looked for help at Ji Hua and the others, who shook their heads like bobble-head dolls.
Mu Chuyang, still playing the nice guy, said, "Wanxia, don't be embarrassed. If you can't treat us at noon, the evening will do."
"Yeah, it's not too late to treat us in the evening," Kang Xiaolan agreed.
Su Wanshui really wanted to strangle them. Glaring at them, she resigned herself to following the secretary to the president's office.
The group behind her began to whisper conspiratorially: There must be an affair, definitely an affair.
"That scene last night, oh my..."
"Mu Chuyang, keep it down. If big brother hears you, you're dead meat,"
"What scene? Tell me, tell me!"
"Shh."