Chapter 9: The Newly Appointed President

When Su Jiayue walked into the office, she was still floating on air. She hadn't expected Han Luoli to agree to see her, which made her footsteps tremble as she entered.

The man in front of her sat casually on the leather sofa, a cigarette clasped between his fingers. His tall and sturdy frame, exquisitely chiseled features, and sharp contours exuded nobility and elegance.

He was the new president of Shenghan Group, an empire in the business world, with a lofty status and charming appearance that people admired. Coupled with his outstanding abilities and immeasurable power, this man was only twenty-seven years old. Young and promising, how could one not be moved?

"Mr. Han," the woman did her utmost to please.

Han Luoli narrowed his eyes slightly, his gaze sweeping over Su Jiayue.

"What size do you usually wear?" asked Han Luoli indifferently, without changing his expression.

When Su Jiayue heard this, it tasted completely different in her ears. Was Mr. Han going to have clothes tailor-made for her? Could it be that he wanted to take her to a banquet?

What a stroke of fortune! As long as she could garner a sliver of this man's attention, she was confident she could win him over!

After a moment of secret delight, Su Jiayue steadied her heart before answering, "I am 165 centimeters tall, I wear a size M…"

After saying this, she was somewhat expectant.

Han Luoli stroked his chin, his gaze still fixed on Su Jiayue, and at the end, he even seemed to curve a satisfied smile.

At this moment, Su Jiayue's heart had almost soared to the heavens.

"Wei Feng, make a dress according to her size," Han Luoli said casually.

Su Jiayue's mouth fell open in surprise, almost fainting with joy. What an honor this was! The trip today was really not in vain!

Unaware of the woman's ecstatic face, Han Luoli pinched a piece of paper between his fingers and personally handed it to Wei Feng, "After it's made, deliver it to this address. Also, make the upper part a bit slimmer."

He estimated that the girl must be around the same size as the woman before him.

The distance from heaven to hell isn't that far, as Su Jiayue's face turned pale in an instant. It was for someone else... Her presumptuous awkwardness was embarrassing, but even more so, she was unwilling to accept it.

"Mr. Han…" Not wanting to give up this rare opportunity, she tried to draw Han Luoli's attention again.

"Get out." His voice was cold and unfeeling, a stark contrast to his demeanor just moments before.

Su Jiayue shivered inside, biting her lip as she exited the office.

Wei Feng hesitated as he watched the embarrassed figure walking away, thinking to himself, the Boss had never before made clothes for a girl. Only that...

"Also, send over lunch at noon," the man commanded with tranquil indifference, a calmness that was unfathomable and inscrutable.

Wei Feng accepted the two unusual orders handed down by Han Luoli with a blank expression, not daring to ask more and resolving to just execute them.

"That… Boss, the old gentleman called today, asking you to attend the welcome banquet tonight, and he has specifically found Miss Su to be your companion..."

"My father?" Han Luoli's voice was cold. "Don't worry about it."

"But…"

A calm gaze swept over, devoid of any emotion, yet compelling enough to make one submit.

Wei Feng, who had been about to say more, immediately closed his mouth. It was his fault; he shouldn't have made such a mistake. The Boss had his reasons for everything he did; they just needed to follow orders.

Yet the piece of paper with the address in his hand felt burning hot. Just who was this girl that the president was treating differently? Thinking about how the Boss had unexpectedly gone to a hotel last night, he couldn't help but shiver. Could it be that the Boss was looking for company last night?