Seven Years Later
"Boss, you have a meeting this afternoon with President Li," Yu Qing reminded softly as she glanced at the time and looked up from her tablet.
Qi Jianyi raised her head and met her assistant's eyes with a deep sigh, the weight of reluctance settling on her shoulders.
"Can't it be pushed back? I really don't feel like seeing that old man today," she groaned, her tone laced with dramatic flair.
Yu Qing chuckled under her breath at the familiar complaint. This wasn't the first time her boss had voiced her discontent regarding President Li. Frankly, it had become a routine.
And who could blame her? No one in their right mind enjoyed being cornered by a man who never stopped nagging.
"I'm afraid there's no more room to delay it, Boss. You've already been avoiding him for the past two weeks," Yu Qing explained, her voice patient yet teasing. "No matter what, this meeting has to happen."