"Actually, the detective agencies the main characters run in movies and anime look like this too."
Despite a brief flicker of disappointment, Meng Bochao quickly adjusted his mindset and walked toward the storefront with Yang Bowen.
The storefront's roller shutter had already been raised, revealing another layer of translucent sliding glass doors. They could vaguely make out someone bustling around inside.
"Uncle Yang, are there other senior employees here?"
Meng Bochao turned to Yang Bowen and asked curiously.
"She's no ordinary senior employee. You should call her the boss's wife."
Yang Bowen grinned.
"Uncle Yang, you're talking nonsense again."
Tang Youxin, who was cleaning, heard Yang Bowen's words and protested, her face flushing with embarrassment.
As she looked at Yang Bowen, her gaze naturally drifted behind him. Not finding another familiar figure, she showed a faint trace of disappointment before finally turning her eyes toward-or rather, noticing-Meng Bochao.
"Haha, don't worry, Youxin. The boss will definitely come today."
How could Yang Bowen fail to understand what was on her mind? He laughed heartily, then introduced him. "This is the new employee the boss hired yesterday. His name is Meng Bochao."
"Hello, boss's wife."
Seeing Tang Youxin for the first time, Meng Bochao was utterly stunned by her beauty. But after Uncle Yang's earlier "reminder," he dared not look too much, much less entertain any other thoughts. He dutifully greeted her as the boss's wife.
"Hello."
She was comfortable enough with Yang Bowen, whom she saw often, but Tang Youxin was somewhat reserved around Meng Bochao, a stranger she had just met. She merely nodded a little awkwardly in greeting, not even getting around to disputing the title of boss's wife.
"What are you chatting about?"
Speak of the devil. Not long after the three entered, Xia Xu came over with