The next morning, in the HR Manager's office on the eighth floor of the Emali Group building, by the tea table.
Hu Jing personally poured Ye Fan a cup of tea and then looked at him with a flirtatious smile, "Here, try some of the fine tea I've collected."
Her voice was soft and silky with a husky undertone, and before she had finished speaking, she threw Ye Fan a seductive glance without giving herself away.
This was a complete change in attitude from when they first met yesterday.
Ye Fan chuckled, lifted the teacup, and sensed a unique aroma of tea—it was natural, a combination of floral, fruity, and honey fragrances that lingered. Taking a closer look at the tea in the cup, he noticed its golden yellow color, and how crystal clear and pure it was.
Just from the fragrance and color, Ye Fan was certain that this was a fine tea.
He sipped it, allowing his taste buds to relish the sweet and refreshing flavor as he gently closed his eyes.