Only after Xiao Liu left did Jiang Ze feel some of the inexplicable awkwardness in the air dissipate.
He went to the bathroom for a quick wash before having breakfast.
Since he had woken up rather late, the Meng Corporation's employees were already trickling in to work, but few people disturbed the president's office.
Knock, knock, knock!
Jiang Ze had just finished eating, wiped his mouth, and cleared the rubbish off the table when someone knocked.
"Come in."
He hesitated for two seconds before speaking, only to see a rather handsome young man enter. Unlike the other employees, he showed none of their usual reserve upon entering the president's office.
Instead, he seemed perfectly at home, looking around the moment he stepped through the door.
"Are you looking for Meng Zhiyuan? He's in a meeting."
Jiang Ze frowned and spoke first.
Now Qiao Si finally got a good look at the person President Meng had carried in his arms last night.
The young man had a slender figure, stunning features, and fair skin, and radiated the elegance of a privileged young gentleman.
Qiao Si pressed his lips together, unwilling to admit that he had been outclassed in looks.
Forcing himself to maintain his expression, he looked at Jiang Ze like a startled rabbit.
"Sorry, I didn't know President Meng wasn't in his office..."
Jiang Ze was speechless. You didn't know, but haven't I just told you? What are you still doing here?
"So is there anything else you need? I can pass on a message when he comes back."
But the man acted as though he hadn't heard a word, offering an answer that had nothing to do with the question.
"Oh, I'm President Meng's personal secretary. He asked me to come earlier, but I'm not quite sure what he