Oh, it was that fool, Zhuifeng.
After meeting him at the art exhibition at the Royal Hotel, she had indeed forgotten to contact him—especially since… his business card had been torn up and tossed by Li Er.
Li Qiao paused for a few seconds, then replied lazily, "Of course I want it."
Zhuifeng let out a smug laugh and glanced at his watch. "It's just ten in the morning. If you're free, come find me at Yanhuang. I'll show you around the company. If you're not in a rush, I might even let you try the cafeteria food."
"Sure, see you in a bit," Li Qiao agreed with a smile.
…
Yanhuang Group was located in the Nanyang Technology Business District, covering an area of 300,000 square meters. More than half of the park's industries belonged to Yanhuang.
At 10:30 AM, Li Qiao arrived by car.
What met her eyes were several towering skyscrapers reaching into the clouds. Streets crisscrossed in a bustling grid, exuding the unique prosperity of a Central Business District.
She parked her car in a roadside space and stepped onto the logo-printed carpet in front of the building's entrance. It was her first time entering the Yanhuang Group.
Her pace was steady and unhurried. Inside the revolving door, the grand lobby was bustling with people.
This was Shang Yu's territory—the business empire he ruled—and also the internationally renowned Yanhuang International Group, known to all in Nanyang.
Li Qiao walked while glancing around, soon arriving at the front desk.
The two receptionists—both strikingly attractive—stood up at the same time and politely asked the purpose of her visit.
She gave Zhuifeng's name, and one of the receptionists visibly froze in surprise. "May I ask if you have an appointment with Director Feng?"
The girl looked young, with refined features that carried a sharp, commanding beauty.
Could she be another one of Director Feng's romantic entanglements?
Li Qiao shook her head, clearly impatient, and directly called Zhuifeng. "I'm here."
"Hey, babe! Look to your left!"
Over in the left front corner of the lobby near the elevators, Zhuifeng was leaning against the wall in a flamboyant mauve-pink suit, one leg bent at the knee. The moment he saw Li Qiao glance over, he waved his phone at her.
Well… "flamboyant" didn't even begin to cover it.
Luckily, Zhuifeng had a face beautiful enough to rival a woman's and a naturally roguish vibe. Otherwise, that aggressively colored pink suit might've been a complete fashion disaster.
Li Qiao, still holding her phone, walked over. The receptionists, recognizing Zhuifeng, quickly stepped aside to let her through the gate with a keycard swipe.
Moments later, Li Qiao stood in front of him and gave a half-hearted greeting, "Director Feng, sorry to keep you waiting."
"A beauty like you? I'd wait all day."
Li Qiao responded with a blank stare: "…"
Zhuifeng, thinking he looked suave, flicked back his slicked-up hair and pressed the elevator button. "First time at Yanhuang Group?"
"Yeah." Li Qiao nodded while eyeing the elevator marked with a VIP label. "It's my first time."
While they waited for the elevator, Zhuifeng leaned back against the wall like he had no bones in his body, eyeing her from head to toe. Damn, this girl was really something. He had the sudden urge to pull her into his arms and never let go.
His Adam's apple bobbed repeatedly as his gaze clung to her.
With a "ding," the elevator arrived.
Zhuifeng immediately straightened his posture and started walking, calling over his shoulder, "Come on, babe. Today I'll treat you to a ride in the president's private elevator."
But in the next second, he glanced into the elevator and froze at the sight of three people inside. His voice shot up in surprise, "Boss? What are you doing here today?"
Li Qiao was still a few steps from the elevator. Inside, Wang Yue stood behind Shang Yu, craning her neck to peek outside as she teased, "Another one, huh? Who's the girl you're bringing for a ride in the president's elevator this time, playboy?"