Work

Work

The secretary was terrified. It could be said that no one wasn't afraid of Shen Wuxiao.

Both presidents had gone to a meeting.

Shen Wuxiao had suddenly arrived.

If she failed to receive him properly and the presidents learned that she had slighted him, she would be finished.

Countless people would fight until their heads bled for her position.

"Why are you so anxious?" Shen Wuxiao was somewhat speechless. She was panicking this badly.

"Sorry, Young Master Shen, I..."

"Enough, enough. Why are you shaking like that? I came to find my wife, not to make trouble."

The secretary nodded. "Young Master Shen, President Bai and President Lan have gone to a meeting. They aren't here for the moment..."

"About how long until it ends?"

"Probably another ten-odd minutes," the secretary replied.

"Oh, all right. I'll just go in myself. Go do your work."

The secretary did not dare say anything more. She could only stand even straighter and nod.

As Shen Wuxiao walked inside, he said over his shoulder, "You'd better put some medicine on that foot of yours, or tomorrow it'll swell up like your chest..."

The secretary froze, her face flushing as she stood on the spot.

Was Young Master Shen concerned about her?

Or was he saying her chest was very... big!

The secretary bit her red lip, feeling a little happy.

After entering the office, Shen Wuxiao looked around.

The office's decor was exquisite, but its furnishings were simple.

This was Bai Bing's office.

He walked over to the desk.

The desk was large, but there were not many things on it.

There was a desktop computer with a large monitor, and a portable laptop.

The documents were neatly arranged at the side, along with a pen holder and a cup of flower tea.