When Su Ping arrived at the company, she saw the elevator doors about to close.

As soon as she entered, she was pushed into a corner by a group of people rushing up from behind, causing her to lose her balance and accidentally step on the foot of the person behind her in her panic.

Su Ping quickly apologized, but unexpectedly heard a somewhat familiar male voice: "It's okay."

Before she could look up, the elevator doors opened again, and some people immediately got out.

In just a few seconds, the phone in Su Ping's hand vibrated several times.

She looked down and saw that her colleagues had already tagged her in the previously quiet work group chat.

"Sister Ping, you haven't arrived yet? We're just waiting for you."

"Rumor has it that the new boss is a middle-aged man who's old but has a lot of fun!"

"Don't talk nonsense. I arrived early and saw the new boss. Although I only saw his back, he was definitely not some middle-aged man!"

Before Su Ping could finish reading the messages, the elevator doors opened again with a "ding" and stopped at the floor she wanted to go down.

She put her phone in her bag and strode towards the elevator exit.

Unbeknownst to her, a tall, slender figure followed her out of the elevator as soon as she stepped out.

The boy was wearing a white T-shirt and jeans, with a black bag slung over his left shoulder.

After he stepped out of the elevator, he looked down at his shoes.

Half a footprint is clearly visible on the white shoe surface.

But the boy showed no anger; instead, he smiled.

He tightened the backpack strap on his left shoulder and walked in the direction Su Ping had left.

Meanwhile, on the other side, the assistant, unable to pick up the person, was pacing anxiously at the airport.

The boss only has this one precious grandson, and now he's lost him.

The next second, the phone in my pocket rang like a death knell.

He shakily took out his phone, and breathed a sigh of relief after seeing the unfamiliar number on it.

After the call was connected, a pleasant male voice came from the other end: "Assistant Yang, you should go back to the company. I'll explain to Grandpa."

These words were like a reassuring pill, and the assistant immediately showed a relieved smile.

"Yes, young master. Just call me if you need anything."

Before he could finish speaking, the other end of the phone had already hung up, as if something urgent had happened.

But the man didn't seem to care, humming a tune as he put away his phone, got into his car, and drove off.

On the other side, after hanging up the phone, the boy looked at the glass door in front of him and took a few deep breaths nervously.

Hearing the knocking, the people chatting inside the department paused for a moment, and then the department head suddenly realized what was happening and quickly went to open the door.

His expression was respectful, and seeing this, the others couldn't help but hold their breath and begin to tidy their appearance.

Just when they thought the person outside the door was the boss, the minister led a young man in.

Everyone looked at each other in disbelief, their eyes wide with astonishment.

Although the boss is not old, is he really that young?

Judging by their appearance, they would believe they were college students.

The moment the single female colleagues and the young man made eye contact, they couldn't help but blush.

The minister cleared his throat twice and introduced, "This is the company's newly recruited intern..."

Upon hearing this, everyone's eyes widened once again.

You know, this minister usually acts very high and mighty. Just now he was practically bowing and scraping, but now he's saying he's just an intern.

The boy's voice broke the silence: "Please take care of me. You can call me Xiao Song from now on."

After he finished speaking, the minister led the applause.

He clapped his hands like toys, as if clapping faster would demonstrate his enthusiasm.

Seeing this, the others could only suppress their bewilderment and join in the applause.

Sensing the boy's gaze, the minister looked around and frowned: "Where's Su Ping? I haven't seen her."

At this moment, a colleague replied, "It seems that the HR department sent a message to Sister Ping asking her to come over."

Upon hearing this, the boy looked away, somewhat disappointed.

"Little...Song!"

Noticing his gaze, the minister quickly lowered his voice and changed his form of address: "Come over here and wait for a moment, she should be back soon."

He led the boy to Su Ping's workstation, where the boy looked at a photo displayed on the clean and tidy workstation.

It's a group photo; she and her mother are smiling happily at the camera.

That was a photo taken at the school gate when she was admitted to her dream university, accompanied by her mother. The boy looked at it, and his eyes softened unconsciously.

Seeing this, the colleague opposite couldn't help but mutter, "Minister, Sister Ping just got back and has a ton of things to do. You still want her to mentor the interns?"

Upon hearing this, the minister replied somewhat awkwardly, "Go away, what's it to you? The company is just trying to promote Su Ping, it's a good opportunity for her to get some experience."

He became less and less confident as he spoke, because he knew in his heart that the young master behind him had entered the company by concealing his identity, but specifically asked Su Ping to take him under his wing.

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Su Ping had taken a bunch of forms from HR to get them stamped, but she accidentally bumped into someone while entering the elevator.

The papers in his hand immediately scattered all over the floor.

As soon as she bent down, she saw a pair of fair and slender hands reaching out from the side.

Those finger joints were so beautiful, as if they were born to play the piano. Su Ping was stunned for a moment.

It wasn't until the man picked up the paper and handed it to her that she realized she had been staring at a stranger's hand for so long.

Su Ping blushed slightly, feeling a little embarrassed, and looked up to thank the other person, only to see that the other person was wearing a black mask.

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