Song Weiyi stood disheveled outside of Woss, well past the morning rush hour. At this moment, there weren't many people at the entrance of Woss.
Returning to this place after more than two months, Song Weiyi felt both familiar and foreign.
All the mixed feelings in her heart turned into urgency.
As Song Weiyi walked in, she was stopped by the receptionist, "Miss, may I ask whom you're looking for?"
"I'm here to see Pei Yibai."
"You're looking for CEO Pei? Do you have an appointment?"
"No, but could you please call him and tell him my name is Song Weiyi?"
As long as he knew her name, Pei Yibai would definitely not remain indifferent.
"Sorry, I can't help if you don't have an appointment," the receptionist said dismissively, flatly refusing Song Weiyi.
When you're down on your luck, it's like getting choked on cold water.
"Please, just make a call. If he really says he won't see me, I will leave immediately."
