Qiao Xue walked up to Lin Dong, furrowed her brow, and asked, "Lin Dong, what are you doing here?"
"I'm looking for someone," Lin Dong replied.
"Who are you looking for?"
"Qian Feifei!"
"You're looking for President Qian?" Qiao Xue curled her lip and said, "I can't even see her, let alone you."
Lin Dong smiled and said nothing, instead, he found the company's receptionist at the front desk.
"Hello, I'm looking for Qian Feifei!" Lin Dong stated his intention.
"And you are?" the receptionist inquired, her face looking quite displeased. She thought to herself how rude this person was, to actually call their President Qian by name.
Lin Dong gave his name.
The receptionist, who had worn a displeased look, quickly changed her demeanor.
"So you are Mr. Lin!"
Then it was okay.
She immediately put on a smile and then gestured for him to proceed.