Oh no.
The moment before the apology could even begin, the situation had already heated up.
Wen Wanzi quietly poked Bao Yancheng's sturdy arm, and surprisingly, the man actually refrained from making a scene.
The receptionist was sweating profusely, not expecting to offend President Bao of Bao Group early in the morning.
When the President's office had called to schedule the meeting, they hadn't mentioned President Bao would be attending...
What's the big deal about making a director wait?
Who knew President Bao would show up like some revered deity.
The manager came out of his office, cursing under his breath, "My coffee isn't here yet; does everyone just not want their jobs anymore—"
As he turned around the screen, the manager's face turned pale upon seeing Bao Yancheng standing at the doorway, "President Bao! Why didn't you inform us of your arrival? Right this way, please!"
Another sweating manager, and Wen Wanzi couldn't help but laugh inwardly.