"Hello, how can I help you?"
At the reception desk, the receptionist was initially taken aback upon seeing Bi Xia and others walk in. She opened her mouth slightly, staring directly at Bi Xia for a moment, then put on her most perfect standard smile and asked Bi Xia.
Seeing the receptionist trying hard to stay calm, Bi Xia politely gave a faint smile, "Hello, I'm here to see President Zheng."
The receptionist swallowed, "Do you have an appointment?"
Bi Xia nodded, "Yes, if you tell President Zheng that Bi Xia is here to see him, he'll know."
"Okay, please wait a moment." The receptionist immediately replied, then picked up the phone to call the direct line.
After quietly speaking a few words, she hung up the phone and smiled at Bi Xia, "Hello, President Zheng is ready to see you upstairs."
