Before long, Friday arrived.
The annual gala of Dijing was always held in the banquet hall of the annex building; there was absolutely no need to reserve a spot at another hotel.
The event was set to begin at seven, but just after five, there was already a steady stream of attendees arriving.
The men were uniformly dressed in suits or tailcoats while the ladies sported a dazzling array of gowns, competing in both color and style. At a glance, it was a sight too splendid for the eyes to take in all at once.
Shen Qingkong arrived a few minutes before seven, and as soon as she entered the banquet hall, she captured the attention of everyone present.
Without a doubt, Shen Qingkong was beautiful.
But such beauty was largely established on the foundation that she was the CFO of Dijing. At twenty-seven, she was at a woman's prime age. However, having worked at Dijing for so many years, employees had rarely seen a man by her side.
