President Xuanyuan Wuji had been bustling about Xuanyuan Corporation all day long, yet he didn't show a trace of fatigue. His energy levels, on the contrary, seemed inexhaustibly vigorous, which left his gloomy chief secretary from early morning, Xiao Yu, utterly amazed. Xiao Yu once believed that his boss wasn't human, but a cold, unceasing machine that could clank normally on with no rest.
However, Xiao Yu felt that the damn robot president, who had pinched his silver cruelly first thing in the morning, seemed to have changed. Um, it wasn't just seeming – Xiao Yu now was certain without doubt. Because throughout the day, his boss would bare his teeth and grin from time to time, the parenthesis indicating a face full of smiles. Sometimes, when Xiao Yu went into the president's office to retrieve documents he had signed, he even found Xuanyuan Wuji zoning out in his president's chair, his expression resembling someone lost in thoughts of love.
