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Upon returning to her office, Fang Yuan was greeted by a sight of over ten bags filled with afternoon tea items neatly arranged on the tea table. She couldn't help but feel overwhelmed; even if she skipped dinner, it would be impossible to consume all of these treats.

Coincidentally, Wang Ning entered the room to provide a work update. His eyes widened at the sight of the sumptuous spread, and his mouth nearly watered.

"President Fang, this is quite extravagant. Did you order all of this afternoon tea? Can you finish it?" Wang Ning inquired.

Fang Yuan, who didn't usually partake in afternoon tea, decided to share the bounty. "Feel free to help yourself. I don't typically have afternoon tea, so it's better if others enjoy it."

Wang Ning was astounded. "President Fang, are you serious? This is afternoon tea personally prepared by Lester and Orson… You're suggesting we eat it casually?"