Dean Qian had returned ahead of schedule, so Qian Xiaoyu naturally put down all her acting duties as well.
She had worked overtime yesterday to compile the auction's relevant profit statistics.
Today, Qian Xiaoyu planned to officially hand over her work to Dean Qian.
As both family and secretary, she would once again remain by Dean Qian's side.
This auction held great significance. To attract investors and secure the hidden treasures, Dean Qian had spent more than 50% of the total budget. Naturally, having spent the money, she had to reap the rewards. Thus, the final price of every auction item was closely connected to Dean Qian, and Qian Xiaoyu had come early in the morning to give her a detailed report on the profits from this auction.
Knock, knock, knock!
Because of their special relationship, Dean Qian was practically Qian Xiaoyu's biological mother.
After knocking once and receiving no response at all, Qian Xiaoyu used her identification to try to enter directly.
Click...
Unexpectedly, the door had been completely locked from the inside.
"What happened? Godmother never locks the door."
Qian Xiaoyu had never encountered such a situation in all these years.
"Could something have happened to Godmother? Maybe she was infected by some hidden virus from an alien universe, affecting her mental state... Or perhaps, because of Chen Jingtong's death, the remnants of the Black Magic Hall secretly infiltrated Godmother's office to take revenge."
Just as Qian Xiaoyu was growing worried and preparing to secretly contact Commissioner Benjamin for help, she suddenly heard the lock inside the room being opened.
"Click!"
Dean Qian revealed half her body through the crack in the door.
Her golden hair was tousled, her eyes bleary, and her camisole pajamas were somewhat disheveled.
It was already 9:00 a.m. According to Dean Qian's usual