The blond-haired youth, sporting an unruly hairstyle, chewed gum, blew a bubble, and exuded an overbearing aura in the otherwise formal company setting: "What's going on? Why is the company so noisy so early in the morning?"
Upon seeing him, the manager stepped forward enthusiastically and said, "Mr. Pei, you've arrived so early. Why didn't you give me a heads-up?"
The young man said nonchalantly, "I was passing by while racing with my friends, and we just happened to stop by to take a look."
His nonchalant attitude left the manager with a stiff smile, but he could only flatter him: "Mr. Pei, it's a blessing for the company that you care so much about it..."
Good fortune?
What a blessing...
Mingyao was not surprised to see him.
Pei Zhao is Pei Siyu's only nephew with whom he has a good relationship in the Pei family; he's a true relative of the family.
According to his memories from his previous life, he was transferred to a branch of the group by Pei Siyu for training because of his idleness. Mingyao and he didn't get along well in his previous life, but this time, since Mingyao wanted to win over Pei Siyu, she had to avoid making enemies with him.
Pei Zhao squinted, his bright eyes scanning the surroundings, and immediately noticed Ming Yao, whose skin was so fair it seemed to glow in the crowd.
He had never met Su Xueya before, nor had he ever interacted with Ming Yao.
My eyes lit up when I first saw such a pretty girl.
To Mingyao's surprise, Xia Kexing suddenly exclaimed with delight, "It's you!"
Pei Zhao turned around when he heard the voice, and looked at Xia Kexing, who was excitedly greeting him, with a somewhat blank expression on his handsome face.
Xia Kexing reminded her, "Have you forgotten? Yesterday, I was about to be kicked out by the security guards, and you helped me! I didn't even have a chance to thank you before you left!"
Pei Zhao seemed to suddenly remember, and waved his hand dismissively: "It's nothing, no need to thank me."
Mingyao clicked her tongue inwardly upon hearing this.
So that's how it is. Xia Kexing rushed forward yesterday, offended Pei Siyu, and was still able to get into the company because of Pei Zhao.
It has to be said that Xia Kexing was quite lucky; Pei Zhao did indeed like to meddle in other people's business.
Xia Kexing wanted to chat with Pei Zhao, but Pei Zhao had only come in to take a look and then left.
The new colleagues who had spoken with Xia Kexing earlier looked at her with some envy: "We didn't expect you to know President Pei?"
Xia Kexing quickly explained to them, "No, yesterday was just an accident. I didn't expect him to be the new General Manager Pei sent from headquarters."
Everyone wore expressions that said, "We all know."
Mingyao thought back carefully and realized that she seemed to have heard a little about the dramatic romance between the young master of the Pei family and his company in her previous life.
But it has nothing to do with her; she just needs to avoid provoking Pei Zhao.
This incident was just a minor episode in the morning. With the clock-in time approaching, everyone scattered in an effort to ensure perfect attendance.
Mingyao changed into the receptionist uniform and name tag and went to her work station. Her pretty appearance made her stand out in the most eye-catching place, attracting the attention of passersby. Mingyao accepted their stares without any hesitation.
When it was time for a break, Mingyao put away her signature smile, and her beautiful eyebrows furrowed.
Her skin was three shades whiter than others, and at this moment her small face, no bigger than a palm, was deathly pale, devoid of any color.
Mingyao pursed her lips, placed her palms against the wall, and moved her numb calves and feet with difficulty and small movements.
Make a fist and gently pound your sore calves; only then will you regain some feeling in your tired, numb legs.
She stood behind the counter for a full three hours, her body tense but her face still smiling.
Being a receptionist is not hard work; in fact, it's quite easy. The job is simple and doesn't require much brainpower.
Her job was simply to keep smiling and greet guests politely, which was no challenge for Mingyao.
The difficulty lies in maintaining the same posture for three hours while wearing seven-inch high heels.
Mingyao had never stood for so long before, and it was inevitable that she would feel a little uncomfortable.
Before being replaced by Su Xueya, her everyday shoes were mostly white sneakers and canvas shoes.
After becoming Su Xueya, she started learning to wear high heels. They were fine for everyday wear, but they became very uncomfortable after wearing them for a long time.
For example, right now.
Mingyao looked at her heels, where the leather had rubbed raw. The black stockings clung tightly to the wounds, increasing the friction. With each step, waves of pain washed over her.
She gasped and limped into the bathroom.
Neither heel of the feet was spared, and the toes also showed varying degrees of wear and tear.
Fortunately, I brought enough band-aids.
If it weren't for maintaining Su Xueya's useless persona, she would be sitting in her office right now.
After changing, Mingyao touched up her makeup in front of the bathroom mirror when Xia Kexing's cheerful laughter reached her ears at an inopportune moment.
Mingyao's brows furrowed slightly towards her center; what a small world!
She put away her lip gloss and cosmetics, and quickened her pace as she left the bathroom.
As luck would have it, Xia Kexing bumped right into the bathroom.
Their eyes met, and an awkward silence filled the air.
Xia Kexing, who was chatting and laughing with her colleagues, caught sight of Ming Yao, and her smile vanished at a visible speed, her eyes revealing her disgust.
Mingyao didn't want to get entangled with Xia Kexing and didn't want to pay her any more attention, not even a glance.
She walked straight past Xia Kexing in her high heels, her feet throbbing slightly, making Mingyao look a little unsteady on her feet.
Xia Kexing's male colleague noticed the band-aid on her heel and offered a token expression of concern as a colleague.
"Being a receptionist isn't easy. Standing for so long in such high heels, don't your feet hurt?"
Mingyao was slightly taken aback, then smiled brightly at the kind male colleague who had offered his help, "I'm much better now."
She had delicate features, fair skin, and a radiant smile that made everything around her pale in comparison.
The male colleague stared at her, and after a moment of confusion, he awkwardly withdrew his gaze. "I have some ointment for treating abrasions in my drawer. It's very effective. Many female colleagues borrow it from me when they have abrasions on their feet. I'll get it for you in a bit."
"Thank you, but my foot is fine now."
Mingyao politely declined her male colleague's offer, and he was visibly disappointed.
Who wouldn't want to help a beautiful woman? Not only do they benefit from the favor, but they can also brag to their colleagues.
Ignored, Xia Kexing's face darkened, and she found Ming Yao's smile irritating.
She truly lives up to her reputation as a vixen; she gets all horny the moment she sees a man!
"Ugh, what's that smell?"
Xia Kexing frowned, pinched her nose, and looked Mingyao up and down with obvious disgust, her expression suggestive.
Colleagues sniffed it in confusion, but apart from a faint perfume scent, there was no other smell.
While fanning herself to get rid of the smell, Xia Kexing asked her colleagues, "It smells really strong, especially pungent."
Her colleagues exchanged glances, immediately understanding the implication of her words.
"It smells like the odor of a fox, and it seems to be coming from Su Xueya."
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