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Chapter Twenty-One: The Dew Has Yet to Dry
She was late after all.
No matter how skilled Zhou Xuanyu was at driving, he couldn't outrun time.
The Cayenne stopped in front of the company building, and before she got out, she sincerely thanked him.
Zhou Xuanyu needed to park the car and told her to go ahead.
Junxi watched as he coldly rolled up the window, her inner thoughts swirling.
Wasn't he supposed to have her back?
Still, she went upstairs by herself.
Hengfu Group was a high-paying company; none of the employees were slacking off. By the time Junxi entered the office, the atmosphere had already shed any remnants of the relaxed lunch break.
Xiaolin heard the commotion and paused his rapid typing, merely glancing up at her.
"Back so soon?"
"So soon?" Junxi was taken aback; Xiaolin Fang's expression didn't seem to mock her at all.
"Mr. Zhou called over an hour ago and said there was a dinner meeting he wanted you to attend. I thought you wouldn't be back this quickly."
“Did Mr. Zhou call back?”
“Yes, he did. He went straight to the General Affairs Office. I just got the news,” Xiaolin said with a light smile. “Everyone was still guessing that Mr. Zhou didn’t like you, but who would have thought he’d take you out on a business trip so soon?”
Junxi jolted in surprise. “Why wouldn’t he like me?”
“No, no, it’s just that we heard he made things difficult for you during the interview, and we were just speculating. But you have great skills; if you’re gold, you will shine.”
Xiaolin's latter comment sounded somewhat official, but Junxi felt no malice in it.
She calmly sat down and took a sip of water.
Xiaolin turned her face again. “What about Mr. Zhou? Has he returned as well?”
Junxi nodded.
“Good to hear. That saves me from being summoned every few days,” she said, tilting her chin toward the President's Office. “Look over there, that Beautiful Anchor.”
Junxi glanced over and saw the Infant Water Spirit through the floor-to-ceiling glass of the President's Office.
The Infant Water Spirit was sitting on the sofa, also looking at her.
“That Baby Anchor seems to want to invite our Mr. Zhou to dinner, but it looks like she arrived at an inconvenient time. Yet she’s quite persistent; she’s been waiting until now. I asked her if she was hungry, and guess what she said?”
“What?”
"She said I should just consider it a way to lose weight," Xiaolin said, looking down and pinching her slightly protruding belly. "People who are slim and beautiful have their reasons."
Just then, Zhou Xuanyu stepped out of the elevator. A man followed behind him, holding documents and reporting something to Zhou Xuanyu.
Zhou Xuanyu nodded as he walked.
When they reached the door of the President's Office, the man opened the door for Zhou Xuanyu, but he paused.
Seeing this, Xiaolin immediately sat up straight and adopted a serious work posture, while Junxi remained oblivious, staring blankly in Zhou Xuanyu's direction.
Zhou Xuanyu turned his head, scanning the large office without focusing on anyone in particular. His gaze briefly landed on Junxi in the most prominent position before moving away.
In the office, the Infant Water Spirit had already stood up, ready to greet them.
Who exactly is the guest? Who is the host?
?
Everyone is quite curious about Uncle Zhou's age~~
I'll think about it some more, hahaha~~
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