After exchanging only a few pleasantries, they had Ling Mo and Song Xingwan led to the president's office.
Zhan Hanjue crossed his legs and sat down in the main seat, then personally poured two cups of tea for Ling Mo and Song Xingwan.
"Thanks."
Ling Mo looked at the humble and polite Zhan Hanjue, feeling increasingly confused.
Based on information gathered online, Zhan Hanjue should be an extremely powerful and terrifying figure.
But after seeing his face in person, she found him to be both kind and gentle, completely unlike his cold nickname, "Lion of M Continent."
Zhan Hanjue didn't say much, nor did he ask her to avoid suspicion. He turned around and talked to Song Xingwan about his own interpretation of the DC women's clothing brand concept.
Ling Mo had no interest in fashion design. After listening for only five or six minutes, he started yawning repeatedly and felt his eyelids getting heavier and heavier.
Just as she was about to fall into a deep sleep, a man in a Zhongshan suit gently knocked on the door and walked into the president's office.
"Sir, the birthday gift for Old Master Lu has been prepared. Would you like to take a look at it in person?"
As he spoke, he noticed the two young women who had appeared in the office.
He vaguely remembered one of them; she had a sweet and innocent appearance and seemed to be a newly recruited fashion designer hired by DC Group.
He seemed to be seeing another girl with a cold and elegant appearance for the first time.
What shocked him most was that her facial features and even the way she gestured were strikingly similar to Zhan Hanjue, who was sitting in the main seat.
Zhan Hanjue noticed the strange look his personal assistant was giving Ling Mo, and he also glanced at her, who was dozing off on the sofa, without making a sound.
This girl is quite pretty.
Not only are they good-looking, they're also incredibly cute.
Most ordinary people would treat him with the same caution and trepidation as Song Xingwan.
She, on the other hand, wasn't afraid of him at all.
She even dared to doze off in front of him.
Seeing that Ling Mo was so sleepy that she almost fell off the sofa, Zhan Hanjue quickly flew to her side and gently protected her forehead from hitting the ground.
When he made these movements, he didn't have any other thoughts in his mind; he simply didn't want her to fall.
Ling Mo felt as if a warm, broad hand was supporting his forehead, and his body trembled, instantly waking him up.
The next instant, she abruptly opened her sleepy eyes, staring intently at Zhan Hanjue, who was so close to her, and softly uttered:
"Sorry, I didn't sleep well last night, I'm a little sleepy."
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