Quick Wear: Oops, the mission target is crying again

Chapter 1103 Angels Arrive 54

If she weren't at work, the receptionist would have stomped her feet and shouted, "Sister, I'm all set!"

So when Lingyao asked her about their closing time, the receptionist didn't hide anything and told her.

"We usually finish get off work at 5 pm, but if there are special circumstances, we will leave before 6 pm. Our boss does not encourage overtime."

If an ordinary person comes in and doesn't see the company president, and is thinking of asking the boss what time he gets off work, the receptionist usually won't answer; she'll at least have to think about it for a while.

After all, we don't know what the person wants from the boss. What if they're there to cause trouble for the boss?

However, the receptionist was perceptive; the person in front of her didn't seem like the type to come looking for trouble.

So I told Lingyao my off-get off work time; it wasn't exactly private information anyway.

After receiving the news, Lingyao went to sit down on the sofa next to her.

I'm getting ready to wait for Zhong Yanchuan to get off work.

I wonder if Zhong Yanchuan will remember her this time.

She waited for more than an hour. The receptionist saw Ling Yao sitting there waiting for so long and happened to receive a call from the president's office asking her to help receive a package. So, she casually asked her about it.

I heard there's a young lady downstairs who wants to see the CEO, but she hasn't made an appointment and has been waiting for quite a while.

When the CEO's office heard that there was no appointment, they didn't take it seriously and just casually asked what clothes he was wearing and what he looked like.

Then I heard the receptionist say, "She's very beautiful, like a celebrity, and seems a bit aloof. Her surname is Fu..."

"You told her to wait..." The secretary suddenly stopped speaking, then pressed on, "Wait, what was her last name?"

The receptionist mumbled, "Her surname is Fu, and I think her name is Fu Lingyao, Miss Fu."

The secretary almost dropped her phone.

He spoke hastily; he had just been calmly preparing to persuade people to go home, but now he was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan.

"Take good care of them, and whatever you do, make sure they don't leave, okay? I'll be right down."

The receptionist was taken aback, not expecting such a strong reaction from the assistant.

Assistant Xiang is one of the longest-serving senior employees by the president's side, and everyone in the company usually treats him with deference.

Now he's saying he'll come down to pick them up himself.

The receptionist's heart skipped a beat, guessing that this girl must be a very important guest. She quickly came out from the front desk and walked to the sofa where Lingyao was sitting and resting.

"Miss Fu, our boss is unavailable right now, but his assistant is available and will be here shortly. Shall I take you to the waiting room to sit and rest for a while?"

In companies like this, there are dedicated lounges even for waiting people. Lingyao followed the receptionist into a lounge, where the receptionist brought out tea and desserts and placed them in front of her.

They even asked her if she needed anything else; the treatment she received was completely different from what she had received outside.

Lingyao was surprised by such a big change at the front desk, but she didn't ask and just waited for the assistant the front desk had mentioned to come down.

Xiang Yuan also quickly took the elevator down.

He remembered the name Fu Lingyao very clearly, even more clearly than he remembered his father's name.

After all, his boss, his direct supervisor, would remind him almost every now and then that if a woman named "Fu Lingyao" came to see him, he must report to him immediately and keep her there.

At first, Xiang Yuan thought this person was the boss's girlfriend. After all, he remembered the boss's relatives very clearly, none of whom had the surname Fu. Therefore, this Ms. Fu Lingyao could only be the boss's girlfriend.

He thought to himself, "Does the boss really need to tell me how to take care of the boss's wife? He's really underestimating his role as special assistant."

Several years have passed in the blink of an eye, and the woman named Fu Lingyao has never come to see the boss again.

But the boss kept giving him instructions.

So when the special assistant heard the name Fu Lingyao, it was like being suddenly given a shot, making him react instantly.

When he jogged to the rest room, a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead.

When he saw the girl in front of him, although he had never seen a picture of Fu Lingyao that his boss had mentioned, he immediately knew that this was the Fu Lingyao his boss had been talking about.

This is the Fu Lingyao that the boss has been waiting for so long.

The president is in a meeting right now. Xiang Yuan told Ling Yao to rest for a while, have some tea and dessert, and he would take her upstairs later after she had rested.

Xiang Yuan also took this opportunity to send a message to Zhong Yanchuan.

[Boss, Miss Fu Lingyao is waiting for you downstairs. Shall I bring her up directly?]

With less than twenty minutes left in the meeting, Xiang Yuan sent the message and waited for Zhong Yanchuan to finish his meeting and reply.

The result was sent out in less than five minutes, and Zhong Yanchuan replied.

No, I'll get down.

Just a few words, but Xiang Yuan could feel his boss's anxiety.

There were only a dozen minutes left in the meeting, and we couldn't wait even that long. We had to come down now and didn't even have time to wrap up the meeting.

What surprised Xiang Yuan even more was that the boss came down from the top floor faster than he had just run at lightning speed.

It felt like only a few blinks of an eye before there was a knock on the living room door.

Then the boss opened the door and came in.

He was dressed in a suit and had a handsome face. Although some of his carefully styled hair fell out as he ran, it didn't make him look disheveled. Instead, it added a touch of dashing sexiness to his cool and handsome face.

He stood at the doorway, his chest heaving violently, his dark pupils like a deep pool, capable of engulfing and drawing anyone who met his gaze.

Miss Fu, however, showed no surprise or astonishment upon seeing their CEO. Instead, she calmly sat on the sofa, watching him walk towards her step by step.

This is the president of Zhongyao Group. Wherever he goes, everyone rushes to greet him. Even business partners will get up and come forward to greet him.

But the girl in front of him remained calm and composed, not even moving an inch. Only her beautiful, cool eyes were fixed on the CEO.

For some reason, Assistant Xiang felt a bit superfluous standing there, because the other two people in the room were staring at each other, not giving him a single glance.

"You go out first."

The next second, the president spoke, and the assistant hurriedly went out, closing the door behind him with great tact.

As soon as he closed the door and walked to the front desk, the receptionist, who had been craning her neck to look at him, came up to him curiously.

"Assistant Xiang, is that beautiful woman the president's girlfriend? Was the president the one who just ran in?"

Xiang Yuan raised an eyebrow: "What do you mean by 'CEO'? Don't you remember what a CEO looks like?"

"How could I not remember?"

The CEO's looks would make any financial magazine a bestseller. Many employees come to the company for the high salary and benefits, but some come for the boss. With his looks, height, and assets, he's the most eligible bachelor of all. How could she not remember what the boss looks like!

The key point is, "The boss was running so fast, like a gust of wind, that when I looked down and then looked up, he was just like a shadow passing by."

The receptionist was quite shocked.

What could possibly make the CEO so anxious?

What exactly is the relationship between those two people in the lounge?

What are you doing now?