"Mr. Wei."
"Good day, Mr. Wei."
"Do you think the president looks quite rosy today?"
"Did you notice it too?"
"Could the president be in love?"
"It sure looks like it. There are quite a few people pursuing our Mr. Wei; a bunch of flowers gets tossed into the trash at the secretary's office every day. Wonder who's so impressive to have won our president's heart."
"I think it must be that Mr. Lu we met last time."
"Are you talking about the General Manager of Qianyuan Group? It's quite possible, indeed. That Mr. Lu is famously known as Diamond Bachelor, well into his thirties, wealthy and able-bodied, and has that full-on uncle charm. He's just too handsome."
"Stop daydreaming, will you? Such an uncle is out of your league."
"Hmph, what's wrong with just dreaming?"
When Wei Lan returned to the president's office, the secretary also noticed Wei Lan's glowing complexion, as if the flowers had been rejuvenated after the rain.
"Mr. President, do you have some good news?"
