Xu Qingli suddenly came up with an idea, and Lu Chenyuan didn't know when there would be an end to it.
Lin Yan didn't want to get married, and it definitely had something to do with her mother; having such a mother-in-law was troublesome.
The CEO's office was wide open, Fu Yubai walked in with a paper bag containing pastries from the International Hotel.
He suddenly craved these pastries, having his company's employees queue up; unexpectedly, buying these took the entire morning.
Lu Chenyuan closed the folder; he read documents quickly, scanning ten lines at a glance, focusing only on the key points.
Having been in business for many years, he had all this in his mind; unlike Lin Yan, who studied each word meticulously, his work efficiency was incomparable.
"I brought you some pastries." Fu Yubai's peach-blossom eyes, giving everyone the illusion of a deep connection, regardless of gender.
