Insult Me
"I've kept you waiting." Zhao Lifei walked into a frameless glass wall meeting room where she pressed a button and the glass became frosted for privacy. No one could see inside the meeting room and no one could see outside. It was pretty faulty in that sense and after thinking about it, she decided to make a mental note and contact an architect. Maybe a mirrored glass would be a lot better.
Sitting in one of the comfortable chairs was a woman who carried herself with class and confidence. Her slender legs were crossed over one another and she was wearing a modest-length pencil skirt. It wasn't a surprise, seeing as she had to return to work after this.
"No, I recently arrived less than a minute ago." Su Meixiu amicably said, standing up at the presence of Zhao Lifei. "Thank you for inviting me here, President."