At three o'clock in the afternoon, Lanfeng International serviced apartments.
A black Mercedes-Benz sedan slowly pulled up, and Shen Yuyan entered with her suitcase.
Amid the attentive greetings of the apartment lobby manager, she swiped her card and went straight up to the twenty-second floor.
"Ding-ding—click."
The heavy apartment door opened, and a wave of warmth mixed with high-end fragrance washed over her.
The interior was spotless, clean and tidy.
Of course, it wasn't because her lazy best friend Xu Qing was particularly diligent. This top-tier serviced apartment had a professional housekeeping team responsible for daily cleaning.
Her own Youjie Home Services had once ambitiously hoped to partner with such high-end apartments.
But because her company wasn't prestigious enough, she hadn't even gotten to meet their procurement manager.
Shen Yuyan kicked off her high heels and casually set her suitcase down in the entrance hall.
Barefoot, she stepped onto the warm, comfortable hardwood floor, and her entire body finally relaxed completely.
She took out her phone and sent her best friend a WeChat message: "I'm back, Silly Qing."
Then, like a cat that had exhausted all its strength, she threw herself heavily onto the soft cashmere sofa.
First Rong City, then Shencheng.
Over these short few days, her emotions had gone through a roller-coaster ride from hell to heaven.
As Xuanji Light Realm's newly appointed executive, she had also rushed nonstop between summits, familiarizing herself with the company's tangled internal business lines—
All of it had given her an unprecedented sense of fulfillment and accomplishment, but it had indeed been exhausting.
Now that she was home, she felt like she didn't want to move at all.
She needed some time to digest the weighty fruits of this victory.
And, of course, there was the most important thing ahead—the New York