Zhuang Wen swiped his card right on time.

"Hehe, Comrade Zhuang Wen, you're so punctual! You're here at this time every day."

The pretty receptionist teased Zhuang Wen.

Zhuang Wen chuckled, not in a hurry to go to the office area, but instead leaned against the reception desk and chatted with the girl: "Nonsense, I think I was late yesterday, I'm never this punctual today..."

Suddenly, he saw the girl's face turn pale, and then she lowered her head deeply, no longer looking at him.

"What's wrong? We were chatting, why did you look down..."

Zhuang Wen was puzzled.

"Hello, Secretary Zhang."

The pretty girl's hair was almost buried in her ample bosom, and her voice was deep and muffled.

Zhuang Wen was taken aback and turned to look.

Zhang Yu wore a black women's suit, a white shirt paired with nude stockings, a neat and wrinkle-free black suit skirt, and black low-heeled shoes, exuding a sophisticated and mature charm.

Zhuang Wendao: "Secretary Zhang."

"Um."

Zhang Yu's pretty face was made up, delicate and beautiful, and her beautiful eyes exuded a faint coldness and politeness.

Zhang Yu glanced at Zhuang Wen, then turned and got on the elevator.

Zhuang Wen watched her leave.

"What are you afraid of? She's just like you, a working-class person. Besides, she seems to be late. Why aren't you saying anything?"

Zhuang Wen turned around and teased the receptionist.

"Hmph, you're not afraid, because you and her... you know what I mean?"

The receptionist rolled her eyes at him and gave a huff.

"I don't understand."

Zhuang Wen shook his head.

"You... I'm not going to say anything more to you, you can go upstairs."

The receptionist shooed Zhuang Wen away, but before he turned around, she asked gossipily, "Zhuang Wen, you and Secretary Zhang are together, why are you still calling her Secretary Zhang?"

Zhuang Wen chuckled and said mysteriously, "There are too many people in the company, so I'd better not say anything."

The receptionist scoffed, "Everyone in the company knows about you and Secretary Zhang's affair, and you're still pretending."

"So what?"

Zhuang Wen turned around, waved casually, and said, "I'm leaving."

"No, Zhuang Wen, please tell me. I definitely won't tell anyone else."

The receptionist immediately called out in a coquettish voice.

"Okay... I'll tell you, but you absolutely mustn't tell anyone else."

Zhuang Wen deliberately showed hesitation.

"Don't worry, I won't talk nonsense, trust me."

The receptionist chuckled, leaning forward to accentuate her curves in her white shirt. She listened intently, her expression gossipy.

"Actually, this is called keeping your distance."

Zhuang Wen bent down and whispered in the girl's ear.

"What's the meaning?"

The girl looked completely bewildered.

"Call me Secretary Zhang here, or call me whatever you like at home. That's called fun, you know?"

Zhuang Wen straightened up, his voice undisguised.

After saying that, he left in a flash without waiting for the receptionist to speak.

But he had only taken two steps when he heard a respectful voice from behind him: "Hello, Mr. Lu!"

His body stiffened.

Slowly turn around and look behind you.

At the same time, the crisp sound of high heels hitting the ground rang out, conveying a sense of authority and power.

really.

He suddenly stood up straight and greeted, "Hello, Mr. Lu."

Lu Ruxue wore her usual professional suit, which covered her curvaceous and tall figure.

However, today's outfit is gray and white, with straight-leg pants and black high heels.

Her face was exquisitely beautiful, her lightly made-up cheeks exuded an unyielding coldness, and her eyes revealed a coolness that kept people at a distance.

Lu Ruxue merely glanced at him indifferently, without responding to his greeting, and walked straight past him without stopping, leaving behind a cool, fragrant breeze.

Zhuang Wen's body stiffened.

He only breathed a sigh of relief after Lu Ruxue turned the corner and disappeared in her private elevator.

"Did she hear what I just said?"

A thought suddenly popped into his mind.

I immediately broke out in a cold sweat.

I have a good relationship with the receptionist, and we sometimes joke around. Today, we only chatted casually for a couple of minutes, but Lu Ruxue overheard us. It seems like my luck isn't so good today.

Zhuang Wen thought to himself.

Arrived at the sales department.

His colleagues looked at him strangely; they seemed to still be reeling from the image of Lü Bin weeping bitterly.

Unable to bear the strange looks from his colleagues, Zhuang Wen decided to make a hasty trip to the bathroom, ostensibly to go out and do business.

Anyway, this company belongs to my wife, so no one cares whether I go to work or not.

Just then, a phone call came in.

"Manager Zhuang, do you have time now? I'd like to go with you to see the progress of the Beautiful Skin project."

Mu Qimei's gentle and charming voice rang out from the other end of the phone.

"Okay, I'll be right there."

Zhuang Wen immediately agreed.

It's like someone offering you a pillow when you're sleepy.

He grabbed his briefcase and car keys, and swaggered out of the sales department amidst a sea of ​​stares.

Half an hour later.

Zhuang Wen arrived at Linglong Shopping Mall.

Linglong Shopping Mall has 20 floors, and each floor has a different focus.

For example, the highest level focuses on high-end luxury goods.

The Beauty & Skin project has a wide range of cosmetic brands, and its sales in the low-to-mid-range market are quite good, but it has been unable to penetrate the high-end market.

As the general manager of Meili Meiji, Mu Qimei personally took charge of the cooperation with the Lu Group, which shows that Meili Meiji really wants to take the high-end route.

Of course, as a top company in Qingjiang City, the Lu Group also owns a first-class department store, so its ability to create high-end brands is beyond doubt.

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