The look in the receptionist's eyes was not lost on Qin Xuan, but he didn't want to cause a scene at Wang Yuyan's company. Just as he was about to pull out his phone to call her, a man's voice sounded beside him.
"Is your Chairman Wang upstairs?"
The receptionist turned to the man and immediately put on a respectful expression. "Young Master Tang, you've arrived. Our Chairman Wang is still in a meeting. You can wait in the office."
Tang Ze, holding a bouquet of roses, offered a polite smile to the receptionist and then turned towards the elevator.
Qin Xuan found the man's back somewhat familiar, as if he had seen him somewhere before. He then asked the receptionist, "Does he have an appointment?"
"No."
"Then why can he go up?" Qin Xuan asked.
The receptionist put on a look of disdain. "He's Young Master Tang, the son of a major shareholder of our Wang Group. How can you compare to him? With your appearance, you think you can meet Chairman Wang? Impossible!"
Tang Ze hadn't gone far and stopped upon hearing this, turning back to look at Qin Xuan. He furrowed his brow slightly and asked the receptionist, "And who is this?"
The receptionist glanced at Qin Xuan and said, "Young Master Tang, please go up. This person is some kind of lunatic, claiming to be Chairman Wang's friend. How could Chairman Wang have a friend like this?"
Tang Ze sized Qin Xuan up and seemed to agree with the receptionist. He then instructed, "Then ask him to leave. This is a company, and we don't want him to affect the company's image."
"Understood, Young Master Tang." The receptionist nodded, her gaze then falling on Qin Xuan. She gestured for him to leave. "Sir, please leave. Don't disrupt our company's normal operations, or our security guards will be forced to act."
Qin Xuan's suppressed anger was about to erupt.
He was no longer the timid Qin Xuan he once was. After absorbing the Dragon Pill, he had gained the temper of a noble dragon. What is a dragon? Only the dragon is supreme between heaven and earth. He hadn't intended to bother with these people and would have simply called Wang Yuyan to come down. But now, Qin Xuan wanted to force his way in and see if mere security guards could stop him.
At that moment, the elevator doors slowly opened. A stunning beauty in exquisite black high heels stepped out.
Seeing this, Tang Ze's face lit up. He immediately walked forward, smiling at the woman. "Yuyan, you're getting off work so early today."
As Wang Yuyan stepped out of the elevator, she saw the person she least wanted to see and immediately frowned. Her tone was cold. "Tang Ze, why are you here?"
Tang Ze extended the roses in his hand and grinned. "Heh heh, Yuyan, I'm here to pick you up from work. Some things have happened in the collective recently. Grandpa Hai and Uncle Hong went to the capital, and for your safety, I came to pick you up."
Wang Yuyan waved her hand in disgust. "I don't need you to." She hadn't been bothered by Tang Ze for over half a year. She didn't know why, but after returning from Dongyong City yesterday, he had started pestering her again.
As soon as she finished speaking, Wang Yuyan's gaze fell upon Qin Xuan on the other side, and a hint of joy appeared in her eyes. Why was he here! Wang Yuyan completely ignored Tang Ze and walked past him towards Qin Xuan.
Meanwhile, the receptionist was still lecturing Qin Xuan. "Hey, are you listening to me? I'm calling security..." The receptionist grew angrier, thinking this country bumpkin was ignoring her.
"Qin Xuan, why are you here!" Wang Yuyan walked up to Qin Xuan and affectionately grabbed his arm, asking with a hint of surprise.
The receptionist, interrupted by Wang Yuyan's sudden appearance, was taken aback by her actions. "Chairman Wang..." Seeing that Qin Xuan wasn't speaking and his expression was a little off, she looked at the receptionist and questioned, "What's going on?"
The receptionist didn't know how to explain. Seeing the intimate actions of the two, she knew their relationship was not ordinary. This country bumpkin really knew Chairman Wang! And their relationship seemed rather unusual! This was bad, this was really bad.
"Chairman Wang, I..."
The clever Wang Yuyan, seeing the receptionist stammering, guessed the reason. Her expression changed, and she pointed a finger at the receptionist. "Go to the finance department and get your salary for this month."
The receptionist immediately fell to her knees with a "thump." Her knees ached terribly in her black stockings, but she didn't care about the pain anymore, as she was about to lose her job. "Chairman Wang, I'm sorry, don't fire me. I really didn't know he was your friend. I have old parents, young children, and a paralyzed boyfriend. His medical expenses are tens of thousands every month and require long-term treatment. If I lose my job, my boyfriend will be ruined, and my whole family will be ruined!"
Although she was just a receptionist, she was a receptionist at the Wang Group. Her job was easy, only working half the day, and she could go clubbing with handsome men after work. Her life was incredibly comfortable. Furthermore, her monthly salary was over twenty thousand, higher than many office workers or even managers. If she were fired, she'd probably never find such an easy and high-paying job again. The receptionist cried as if her parents had died, more sorrowful than if they had. This touched those around her. A weak woman supporting a family and a paralyzed boyfriend – such a good woman was rare!
But Wang Yuyan didn't believe her. She wasn't a rookie in the workplace. This acting was worse than that of sweet young idols. Wang Yuyan sneered, reached out, and unbuttoned a button on her collar, revealing her neck covered in red marks. Then, with her foot, she slightly lifted her hip-hugging skirt, revealing a tear in her black stockings on her thigh. "You speak better than you sing. What do these marks on your neck explain? I'm sure couples or spouses present will recognize them. And these torn stockings? The company provides three sets of uniforms for receptionists, delivered monthly. Even with poor conditions at home, would you wear torn stockings to work?"
As Wang Yuyan spoke, everyone's gaze turned to the receptionist. Most people were familiar with the marks on her neck, commonly known as "hickeys." Couples often kissed each other's necks, and a little force would leave red marks. As for the torn stockings, three sets were provided monthly, over thirty sets a year. Was there a need to wear worn-out ones to work? Wang Yuyan continued, "You say your boyfriend is completely paralyzed, so how did you get so many love bites on your neck? And how did you tear your stockings?"