Wen Ran was somewhat anxiously urging him to keep quiet, "Boss, don't talk, she's here."
Fu Chenlie, "…"
He sneered coldly, his face displaying a helplessness about not knowing what to do with her.
CEO Zhou walked over.
Standing in front of the two, her lips curled into a shallow smile, "Mr. Fu, good morning."
Fu Chenlie, with his aristocratic demeanor, grunted in acknowledgment, the very image of a noble young master.
He casually responded to her and then turned his attention to Wen Ran, his tone slightly raised and inexplicably reproachful, "Why are you standing there dawdling? Follow me to the office."
"Oh."
Wen Ran complied, her gaze unconsciously shifting to CEO Zhou.
CEO Zhou nodded at her.
She smiled and suggested to her, "CEO Zhou, shall we go together? The elevator is in the same direction."
"Sure."
"Mm-hm."