After several cups of tea and a trip to the restroom, the general manager finally arrived.
An Qi was dressed in relatively conservative professional attire for women, exuding an aura of a strong career woman.
For some reason, when Yifan saw An Qi again, he felt an unexpected flutter in his heart.
This "flutter" was a rapid heartbeat, quite perplexing.
Logically, he didn't have much of a liking for An Qi, nor was it love at first sight, so why this heartbeat?
"Why are you dressed like this? Don't you have any decent clothes?"
An Qi was somewhat dissatisfied, feeling that Lin Yifan's unpolished attire undermined her personal bodyguard image.
"This is already my best outfit," Lin Yifan replied with a look of grievance.
An Qi knew that Lin Yifan came from a poor family, so she had no choice but to suppress her emotions and ordered, "Go out now and buy a suit to wear."
"General manager, how much does a suit typically cost?" Lin Yifan asked curiously.
