He liked Qin Yan's type

"Personal Assistant Tong."

Just as all these thoughts were messing with his head, Tong Chunian heard a sweet voice by his ear.

He turned around and saw that Qin Yan was standing right before him. Instinctively, he turned towards the elevator lobby again, only to see Nie Mianmian enter the elevator.

"L-Lady boss, you're here," Tong Chunian was caught in a fix. What was he to do now? Miss Nie had already gone upstairs.

"Mm. I'm sorry, Personal Assistant Tong, that you had to wait so long here."

"It's alright, Lady boss. I only came down a while ago," Tong Chunian was thinking hard about whether to tell Qin Yan that Nie Mianmian had just gone upstairs.

He was still deliberating over it when a fair hand appeared before him. A bag hung at the fingertips, "Personal Assistant Tong, this is for you. I'm not sure which flavor you like, so I just got the one I like best."

"Lady boss, this is…" Tong Chunian was a little confused.