Yang Suxin tidied up her outfit before entering, glanced at herself through the floor-to-ceiling window by the door, and casually pulled down the neckline to reveal the slender curves of her body.

  However, after entering, Gu Qingcheng was not in the office. The secretary on the side also looked a bit surprised and said, "Mr. Gu should be in the bathroom," upon hearing the sound of water coming from the bathroom.

  Yang Su said "oh" and then said "it's nothing, you go out first."

  As soon as the secretary left, Yang SuSu sat down on the sofa, crossing her legs and assuming a particularly elegant posture, waiting for Gu QingCheng to come out of the bathroom.

  Yang Su Su glanced around the office, modern decoration style, there were not many files on the desk, a white mug was placed in front of a computer, and... a photo frame.

  All women have a gossipy heart.

  Yang Ssu looked at the bathroom and got up to walk towards the office desk.

  She thought that in the photo frame, she would see Qin Shuang, at least according to rumors, even if Gu Qingcheng's female companions for various occasions were not fixed, but Bai Yueguang would never change.

  But when the person in the frame caught her eye, Yang Suxin's eyes widened in astonishment.

  How is this possible?!

  The phone on the desk rang suddenly, and Yang Susu was startled, knocking over a photo frame on the table, making a crashing sound.

  A voice came from inside the bathroom: "Fang Shu, can you pick up the phone for me?"

  Yang Su broke out in a cold sweat and hastily rushed out of the office, "Assistant Fang, General Manager Gu has called for you."

  Fang Shu was somewhat perplexed, "Miss Yang, aren't you looking for Mr. Gu?"

  Yang Su waved her hand: "Something urgent happened at home, I'll leave first."

  "Hello, Ya Huan CEO's office."

  Unexpectedly, the voice on the other end of the phone was Gu Qingcheng's: "It's all right, Fang Shu, you can go out first."

  "Yes."

  Although Fang Shu had doubts in his heart, he didn't ask anything.

  She was able to remain unshaken in the two successive changes of ownership of the MSC Group's CEO, stably occupying the throne of chief secretary. The first thing she followed was - silence.

  The sound of Fang Shu's high heels disappeared at the office door, and the bathroom door also opened.

  Gu Qingcheng was wearing a white bathrobe, with the collar half open, revealing his honey-colored skin and well-defined chest. He had a cigarette between his fingers as he walked over slowly, picked up the photo frame from the table, stroked the wooden texture with his fingers twice, flipped it over and placed it on the table, then extinguished the cigarette butt in the ashtray.

  …………

  Yang Fu Xiao and Meng Xi sorted out the number of guests staying in the five-star suites and presidential suites of the guest room department for a year, and took the financial statements from the finance department to check them against each other for an afternoon.

  "Meng Xi complained in her mouth: 'Originally, it wasn't our business. These capitalists are really not human beings. They're not as good as Manman's internship unit, which only requires sitting in the office writing manuscripts and going out for interviews. I also transferred to journalism and communication.'"

  Yang Fuxiao had just entered the data into the computer and calculated it, while recording on paper, saying: "Who was it that said with great ambition at the time, hotel management is a globally scarce talent, with an annual salary of one million."

  "Who would have known that he came to work as a hotel service staff? Even junior high school graduates can do it."

  Yang brushed off Meng Xi's shoulder, "Believe me, it's just temporary, there will be a day when we can also have an annual salary of one million."

  Meng Xi hung his head in despair: "I just want a lucrative life now, you don't know, my brother..."

  A colleague walked in at the door and happened to hear Meng Xi's words, "Making money quickly is going to a nightclub, or thinking of ways to marry into a wealthy family, that's definitely making money quickly."

  Yang Fu Xiao didn't catch on, turned around and asked Meng Xi, "What's wrong with your brother?"

  Meng Xi was in a daze, and Yang Fu Xiao had to call her twice before she came back to herself. She shook her head: "Nothing."

  After an afternoon's time had passed, the two people finally finished summarizing the table.

  Meng Xi rubbed her shoulders, picked up her phone and stood up, "I'll go to the toilet, you go deliver it to Zhou Dabao."

  Yang Fuxiao arrived at Zhou Xiangdong's office, and Zhou Xiangdong had just put down the phone in his hand. "Hurry up, they're urging from upstairs, go to the 29th floor to find Secretary Fang for her."

  Twenty-ninth floor.

  Yang Fuxiao had never actually been to such a high floor, the hotel rooms only went up to the 28th floor, and the two floors above that were the executive offices.

  The elevator went up to the 28th floor, Yang Xiao walked out and swiped his card into another elevator, which took him upstairs.

  "Assistant Fang, this is the material that Manager Zhou asked me to bring up."

  Fang Shu sat in front of his desk, flipping through some papers with his hand, "Wait a minute."

  She pressed the intercom on the desk, "General Guo, is the report from the guest room department needed now?"

  The person on the phone didn't know what he said, and Secretary Fang hung up the phone, telling Yang Shuai: "General Gu has asked you to send it in directly."

  What's wrong?

  Yang Fu Xiao couldn't help but raise a question in her mind as she pushed open the door.

  However, she really did not think that the person in the office was actually Gu Qingcheng.

  She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, pushed open the door and walked over, handing him the printed form with both hands. "Mr. Gu, this is the report from the guest room department."

  Gu Qingcheng wore a pair of black-framed glasses, subdued the aura on his body, and looked more elegant. Upon hearing Yang Fuxiao's voice, he didn't raise his head, but pointed to one corner of the office desk.

  Yang Furong naturally understood what it meant, put down the file and turned around to leave, but was stopped by Gu Qingcheng from behind.

  "Would you mind passing this on to your sister? She left in a hurry and forgot to take it."