Zhui Guang Is Jiang Xianrou? Is She Worthy of That Title?!

At the same time.

At Beijing Television Station.

Wen Ruxia had just arrived at the office and opened the door when she saw her assistant watering the potted plants.

Seeing her come in, the assistant put down the watering can and quickly brought her a cup of coffee while softly reporting to her about work.

Wen Ruxia had just returned from overseas a few days ago and had yet to recover from the jetlag. She absent-mindedly pulled out the leather swivel chair and sat down. After listening to her, she picked up the pile of folders on the table and opened one without much thought. She said casually, "Let's do as you say."

"Okay." The assistant was about to go down and inform the other departments in the station.