After arriving at the company entrance, He Qingran looked around for Chen Fan. She was a stunningly beautiful woman, particularly notable for her figure. Tall and curvaceous, her impressive bust always drew attention, even under a white shirt. Her face had sharp lines and a cold expression, giving her a high and aloof demeanor. This made her a recognized beauty alongside Liu Wan. Qingran often wore classic office attire, with black stockings and a shirt, creating a picturesque scene. After searching for a while, she spotted a figure in a security captain's uniform patrolling outside the company.
"Chen Fan!" Qingran called out, walking quickly towards him. The sound of her high heels echoed in the lobby.
The young man named Chen Fan turned around, revealing his face. Chen Fan was handsome with a hint of roguishness. His sharp eyes always carried a sly smile, giving him a ruffian-like vibe. His face often had a disdainful expression, yet he was undeniably charming. His well-built physique exuded an inner strength and confidence.
"What's up, Qingran? Is there something you need?" Chen Fan asked with a crooked smile. His eyes quickly scanned her legs in black stockings and her impressive figure before settling on her cold face. "Don't call me Qingran. Also, the CEO wants you to accompany her to an important banquet tonight," Qingran said, then turned and walked back into the company.
"Nice figure, but that face is too cold. Still, it has its own charm," Chen Fan muttered to himself, admiring Qingran's body from behind with a growing smirk. He snapped out of it and recalled what Qingran had just said.
"Was Wan'er inviting me to the banquet? Hmph, this woman still cares about me, playing hard to get. How childish." Chen Fan was elated, imagining Liu Wan's thoughts. He planned to ignore her for a while after winning her over, to repay her for playing hard to get. With a spring in his step, Chen Fan continued his patrol around the company.
Meanwhile, Yang Ling did not head straight to the birthday party venue but went to his own company. Yang Ling's company was located in the bustling commercial district of the city, a modern and impressive skyscraper. The building towered over the city center, with a sleek and grand design. Its glass walls reflected the sunlight, creating a dazzling effect. The grand entrance, adorned with high-end marble and gold accents, gave a sense of solemnity and grandeur.
Yang Ling stepped out of a top-tier luxury car, a Rolls-Royce Phantom befitting his billionaire status. The car's sleek design and luxurious appearance symbolized wealth and prestige. As the door opened, Yang Ling emerged, dressed in a custom-tailored suit that highlighted his nobility and authority.
Walking into the company lobby, Yang Ling was greeted by a familiar atmosphere. The spacious, bright lobby had crystal chandeliers hanging from the ceiling and expensive marble floors. The walls displayed the company's honors and achievements, showcasing its strength and glory.
Employees bustled about in the lobby, and upon seeing Yang Ling, they greeted him warmly. "Good morning, Mr. Yang!" they called out as they saw him.
Yang Ling smiled and responded to their greetings as he walked through the lobby. He was there to complete a task assigned by his system: preparing for the upcoming business summit. This event was an opportunity to showcase the company's strength and potential, paving the way for greater development.