However, before she could even breathe a sigh of relief,

He then faced his first challenge after taking office - attending the charity reception held that evening.

When night fell and the lights came on, Jiang Meiyu sat in the spacious and bright president's office, rubbing her eyebrows, her face full of fatigue.

A busy day at work made her feel exhausted both physically and mentally.

I just can't muster the energy to deal with another social event.

But just then, there was a knock on the door, and her secretary Xiao Li came in.

Xiao Li said softly, "Mr. Jiang, there's an important charity reception tonight that requires your attendance. I know you may be a little tired, but this is your first public appearance since taking office. If you can take this opportunity to meet more industry elites and celebrities, it will be of great benefit to our company's future development."

Hearing this, Jiang Meiyu hesitated for a moment.

Finally, he nodded and agreed to go.

Meanwhile, in another corner of the city,

In the magnificent office building of the Lan Group,

The president's office on the 33rd floor was brightly lit.

Lan Bojing was sitting in front of a large desk.

Listening carefully to Secretary Wen’s report.

"President, news arrived today that the Jiang Group has a new president. It's understood that this new president is Jiang Meiyu, the daughter of the former president. I heard that she was doted on by President and Mrs. Jiang since she was young, and never set foot in the workplace. Now that the Jiangs have unfortunately passed away, she has been forced to shoulder this heavy responsibility. As for the future direction of the Jiang Group, it's still unclear!"

Secretary Wen spoke calmly about the intelligence he had collected.

Lan Bojing's handsome face was covered with a layer of frost.

He stared coldly at the person in front of him.

He said in a stiff tone:

"You just need to take care of yourself. It's not your turn to worry about other people's affairs!"

The person being rebuked shuddered.

He quickly lowered his head and replied:

"Yes...I spoke too much. Please forgive me, President."

As he spoke, a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead.

After a brief pause,

The man asked cautiously again:

"Then may I ask, President, will you attend the charity dinner tonight?"

His voice was so soft as if he was afraid of angering the cold-faced evil spirit in front of him.

Lan Bojing narrowed his eyes slightly.

He answered without hesitation:

"go."

It's just a simple word, but it carries unquestionable majesty.

After receiving a clear answer,

The secretary breathed a sigh of relief as if he had been pardoned.

He hurriedly said respectfully:

"Okay, President. If you have no other instructions, I'll take my leave."

After saying that, he quickly turned around and left the room.

He closed the door gently, not daring to be negligent in the slightest.