Langxing.
Manager Zhang escorted Karen into the office he had meticulously prepared for her. "Director, should you need anything at any time, I am just next door." Perhaps it was the strain of keeping a sycophantic smile for too long, but the crow's feet at the corners of his eyes had deepened noticeably.
"No need to bother, I brought my own secretary. If there's anything I need, I'll ask her to handle it." Karen looked around with satisfaction and nodded, "This will do."
"Ah, alright, as long as you're satisfied." Manager Zhang was no longer young, his habitual stoop caused back pains, so he had to lean slightly against the doorway.
"By the way, I heard that there's a nationally renowned designer in the design department, named Luo Wentao, I'd like to meet him."
"Very well, I'll call Designer Luo right away." Manager Zhang backed out facing her, resembling an imperial envoy from ancient times summoned to see the emperor.
