Their eyes met, and the secretary couldn't help but frown.
He was just about to ask, "Why are you here?" When Old Mister Yan walked out and said with a smile, "Qin Yu, relax and don't feel too much psychological pressure."
"I got it, Old Mister Yan." Qin Yu bowed.
When he saw the way the two of them were talking, the secretary's expression became even uglier. The words that he wanted to say were forcefully held back.
It was very obvious that not only Yan Ruoxue had high hopes for Qin Yu, but even the head of the Yan family had high hopes for Qin Yu.
As a mere secretary, what could he dare to say?
"Mr. Qin, please... Get in the car." The secretary opened the car door for Qin Yu.
Fortunately, Qin Yu wasn't a petty person. He did not say anything and turned around to get into the car.
The car sped towards the reception.
On the way, Yan Ruoxue and Qin Yu said that there were many such receptions in their social circle.