"Ah? Mr. Chen, I'm fine." Zhang Yan waved her hand.

"Okay, you should at least pay attention to your image. You don't have to act like a mad scientist."

After saying that, Chen Muyang walked out of the gate, found Mr. Lei's car, and navigated to Jiaxing Media.

With a step on the accelerator, the Mercedes-Benz sped away.

In less than three minutes, there was a traffic jam.

"Why are there so many cars in Beijing? This isn't a Mazda, so why is there a traffic jam?"

Chen Muyang complained to himself as the car moved forward at a snail's pace.

The journey that was supposed to take half an hour took a full hour.

The car was parked in the parking space downstairs of Jiaxing Media. Chen Muyang walked into the building and headed towards the front desk.

"Miss, which floor is Jiaxing Media located on?"

"Ah, you are Chen Muyang." The girl at the front desk covered her mouth and exclaimed softly.

Chen Muyang nodded. "Can you tell me which floor Jiaxing Media is on?"

"The 17th, 18th, and 19th floors are all Jiaxing Media." The girl at the front desk said quickly.

"Thanks!"

Afterwards, Chen Muyang walked into the elevator. He was the only one in the elevator. He pressed the button for the 17th floor and the elevator door slowly closed.

Just then, the sound of rapid high heels stepping on tiles came from far away.

"Wait, wait!" A small hand reached into the elevator door that was about to close.

"Huh, I finally made it!" Reba prepared to press the elevator button with one hand while fanning herself with the other.

But when he found that someone had already pressed the 17th floor button, he gave up and started looking at the other person in the elevator.

"It's you? Teacher Chen!" Reba's eyes suddenly widened.