The service attitude of the front desk of Cen Baihe's company was very good. Even if Qi Yan was carrying a huge vacuum flask, he hadn't said anything yet, so the front desk stood up and smiled at him.
Sure enough, plots of big companies bullying the protagonist in TV dramas are still relatively rare.
"Sir, do you have any needs?"
"Excuse me, excuse me, I'm Mr. Cen's friend Qi Yan, what floor is he on?" Qi Yan blinked at the two beauties at the front desk, "I am going to give him a surprise. Don't tell the two beauties in advance. he."
"Hello, Mr. Qi," the smile on one of the front desk's faces became more obvious, "Welcome to you." She looked down at her colleague who was reading the information, and when she saw her nodded, she made a request to Qi Yan. Posture, "Please go this way."
"Work."
"You are too polite," the front desk helped Qi Yan open the elevator door and bowed to him, "please pay attention to your feet, Mr. Cen is on the 16th floor, please walk slowly."
"Thank you." Qi Yan nodded towards the other party and pressed the floor number.
"Ayan, is the painting on the wall authentic?" The agent sat on the sofa and looked at the painting on the wall, which was signed by a certain well-known painter. He twisted his hips uncomfortably and looked down at his watch.
They have been sitting here for nearly half an hour and have not seen Cen Baihe himself. He glanced at Tao Yan, and saw that he was unwilling to speak with his head down, so he didn't open his mouth very witty.
This was really embarrassing. Tao Yan claimed to be college classmates with Cen Baihe, and once lived in a dormitory. But when he got here, although he was not stopped by anyone, he waited dry in the reception room for so long. Seeing me, it doesn't seem like I have many close friends.
The door was pushed open from the outside, and the agent turned his head to see that the person was not Cen Baihe, but his assistant Liang Feng.
"Mr. Tao, please wait a moment, President Cen will come over immediately."
"It's normal for Mr. Cen to manage such a large company, and it's normal for him to be too busy for a while," the agent said with a smile, "we interrupted him."
Liang Feng smiled and said nothing. He was surprised when he learned that an artist came to look for the boss. It happened that the other party was the boss's college classmate or roommate. After reporting with the boss, he took the person to the reception room.
But looking at the appearance of the boss, he obviously has no impression of this Mr. Tao, otherwise he wouldn't make people wait here for so long.
Thinking like this, Cen Baihe walked in. His legs are very long, so even though his steps are not fast, he still gives people a sense of oppression.
"Cen, Cen Wuye," the agent suddenly stood up from the sofa, "Hello."
"Hello, please sit down," Cen Baihe nodded to him, his eyes swept over Tao Yan, and sat down on the other side of the sofa. "The two are looking for me today, what's the matter?" He is very busy at work, no Time to make friendship with an unfamiliar classmate.
"Bohe, I am here to apologize to you for things online," Tao Yan told Cen Baihe about the public opinions on the Internet. "I apologize for those fans, and I hope you don't care."
Liang Feng, who was sitting on the side, knew instantly that the Internet public opinion that his boss asked him to deal with was caused by the artist, but before he could make a move, the news broke that Lu Guojia was crazy, so that no one cared anymore. Those trivial things before.
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The Consequence of Judging Others by Appearance
Roman d'amourAuthor: 月下蝶影 Associated Name: 论以貌取人的下场 Qi Yan had always been dissatisfied with two things about himself. One was that his name was not mighty, and the other was that his appearance was even less mighty. However, all that did not prevent him from em...
