Someone was fixing his hair, while someone else touched up his makeup.
Wang Teng clutched a script, glancing down from time to time to memorize its contents.
Chen Yansen raised his wrist to check his watch. 8:55. 'Old Wang is really giving it his all.'
He didn't go over to disturb him, instead walking toward the elevators and pressing the button for the top floor.
DING—!
The elevator doors slowly slid open.
"Good morning, Boss!" Meng Yun greeted him softly with a smile.
Her desk was right outside Chen Yansen's office, which made daily communication very convenient.
Chen Yansen gave a slight nod and stepped into his office.
The money tree on his desk was a vibrant, glistening green, and it was growing exceptionally well.
He took a bottle of cold brew tea from the fridge, twisted off the cap, and took a long drink before sitting down at his desk.
