I'm sorry, young master

The elevator stopped on the 30th floor, and an shizheng stepped out first.

Everyone on the secretary's desk outside the president's office stood up and said to an shizheng,""Good Morning, President."

An Shijin didn't even look at them as he walked straight to his office. Cheng Anyue looked at the secretaries and couldn't help but exclaim in surprise. These people looked even more beautiful than the celebrities on TV.

After following an Shijin into his office, Cheng Anyue suddenly thought of a question. Why did she follow him here?

She looked around the huge office. All the decorations were black and white, looking simple, cold, and even majestic.

"Find a place to sit." An Shiyu's voice suddenly rang out.

Cheng Anyue snapped out of her daze and looked at him. She saw him sitting on the chair behind the desk and starting to flip through the documents.

"Yes!" She replied after hesitating.