Looking up at the towering building, Ye Qiaoxi made up his mind and walked in.
In the lobby of hz Group, a petite and cute girl wearing a white denim skirt and a tight T-shirt came to the front desk and said, "I'm looking for Lan Xichen."
Her long hair hangs softly on both sides of her face. She has a fair face with cute freckles, a small nose, slightly open pink lips, and a pair of big, watery eyes with a row of thick eyelashes.
"Miss, do you have an appointment?" The front desk lady had a friendly smile on her face.
"Uh, no."
"I'm sorry, miss, the president won't let you in without a reservation."
"But, I must see him!"
"Sorry, please come back after making an appointment."
"No, I'm going to see him today!"
Ye Qiaoxi's almost unreasonable request immediately attracted the security guard, "Miss, please get out of here."
"No, I must see Lan Xichen!"
"Miss, please leave."
The security guard picked up Ye Qiaoxi expressionlessly and threw her out.
"Oh, it hurts so much," Ye Qiaoxi's face wrinkled as she touched her sore buttocks and looked at her bruised palms.
"Why are you so mean?" She got up angrily, glared at the security guard outside the door, then took off the small bag she was carrying, took out a loudspeaker from inside, took a deep breath, and came to
In front of the gate of hz.
"Lan Xichen, you are a big bad person who always gives up! Lan Xichen, you are a big liar who plays with emotions!"
Her shout attracted people all around.
Forty-seventh floor.
In Nuoda's luxurious office, the bright glass of the floor-to-ceiling windows clearly reflected a cold and charming face, with sculpturally perfect facial features, exuding a breathtaking charm.
A pair of dark eyes, as unfathomable as a whirlpool in the deep sea, a straight bridge of his nose, a slightly frowning arc on his thin lips, his unruly hair is a bit messy, and he is dressed in black and outlines his strong and muscular figure.
On the spotless desk, lies a piece of the day's newspaper. The open page is the entertainment section. The headline on the front page is a few eye-catching red letters, "Superstar Zuo Qingye meets wealthy businessman", and there is a group of tracking and candid photos next to it.
Photos, illustrated and illustrated.
At this time, the intercom on the table rang, "President, there is a lady who has been clamoring downstairs to see you..."
"Can't you handle this little thing?" Lan Xichen's mood was extremely bad.
"I'm sorry, CEO. She has already called a large number of media reporters, saying that you... cheated on her feelings. If you don't see her, she will disclose the inside story to the secretariat."
The blue-skinned Chen's eyes widened, sending out a dangerous message.