"Vice Minister Lin didn't pay?! Xue'er, you must have misheard?!"
"Um. Sorry, your company's Vice Minister Lin indeed did not pay. He chose cash on delivery. Look, this money—"
"Wait a minute!"
Staring with sharp eyes, she coldly interrupted the young man, apparently a courier, who was holding a large bouquet of roses selected by Lin Fei for Mu Shanshan, the icy CEO.
Standing at the reception desk with Meng Xue'er, this innocent and pure girl down to her bones, the receptionist leaned close to Meng Xue'er and whispered, "Xue'er, the more I think about it, the more something seems off. Maybe we should call the CEO's secretariat and have someone come down."
"No, no way. Lin, Brother Lin said, he asked me, asked me to take the flowers to President Mu."
"Xue'er, are you silly?! Vice Minister Lin suddenly buying flowers for President Mu and choosing cash on delivery? There's definitely a trick here; we'd better not get involved."
