Cry louder, I can't hear you.

As Yun Qiao closed the door and left, she turned around and met more than a dozen pairs of eyes in the president's office.

Everyone's expression was uniformly one of "dumbfounded" disbelief.

Yun Qiao rubbed her stiff and sore neck.

"What's wrong with everyone?"

Everyone snapped back to reality, looked away, and tacitly went about their own business.

However, although he seemed busy working, with the keyboard clattering loudly, it was clear that he wasn't actually working.

Did you hear that? Mr. Shen said, "We'll talk about it when we get home."

【Aaaaaah! I heard it! They didn't close the door! I heard it with both ears!】

Do they live together?

[But I heard from Ethan that Mr. Shen lives with his parents. When Ethan went to deliver documents to Mr. Shen before, it was a very, very large house; it didn't look like Mr. Shen lived alone.]

So, Yun Qiao also lives with President Shen's parents?

Do you think it's possible that Yun Qiao and President Shen are actually related? Doesn't President Shen have a younger sister?

[Although we don't know President Shen's sister's name, her surname is definitely Shen. Yun Qiao's surname is Yun, so she can be ruled out first. Besides, didn't you hear what Yun Qiao just said? She wants President Shen to like her a little more?]

The group discussed it for a long time, but couldn't come to a conclusion.

Finally, Amy chimed in: "[Did you all want some afternoon tea that Yunqiao bought for everyone?]"

After a moment of silence, everyone answered in unison:

【eat!】

Why not eat when there's food available?

While everyone was eating in the tea room, Shen Suwei happened to have to go out.

As he passed the tea room, he frowned slightly upon seeing the familiar packaging bags scattered haphazardly on the table.

Someone who saw Shen Suwei suddenly shuddered and stood up straight:

"Mr. Shen!"

Upon hearing his words, the others also stood up abruptly and turned to look.

Is it just my imagination? Why does it seem like President Shen isn't very happy?

But Mr. Shen has always treated his employees very well. This isn't the first time they've had afternoon tea at this time, and he's never frowned before.

"Where did it come from?"

What is that? Where did it come from?

Everyone was puzzled for a moment, but Amy reacted quickly and explained:

"You mean afternoon tea? This is Yunqiao's treat."

Yunqiao?

Shen Suwei's eyes flickered slightly, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

It turns out it wasn't just for him.

Everyone has...

"Where is she?"

Everyone was shocked that President Shen would take the initiative to ask about Yun Qiao, but they remained very composed on the surface.

"It seems she went to the marketing department."

Shen Suwei's gaze turned slightly cold.

I went to find Shen Shiyu.

Therefore, Shen Shiyu also has it.

He was just doing it incidentally.

well.

……

As soon as Yun Qiao arrived at the marketing department, she sneezed loudly.

"You have a cold?" Shen Shiyu asked in surprise.

Yun Qiao rubbed her nose and shook her head: "It shouldn't be."

"By the way, what brings you here?"

Yun Qiao stared at her with wide eyes:

"Didn't I tell you I'd come down to find you later?"

Shen Shiyu was taken aback, then, remembering something, a hint of guilt flashed in her eyes, and she quickly looked away.

"Oh right, I forgot just now because I was busy."

I'm going to die! Shen Suwei won't let her tell Yun Qiao that he took her phone...

But what did Shen Suwei do with her phone?

It was just returned; she hasn't had a chance to check the phone yet.

"I bought you afternoon tea, here you go."

It's not good to be away from your post for too long on your first day of work.

After delivering the afternoon tea, Yunqiao took the elevator upstairs again.

The entire 18th floor, apart from the president's office, has no other departments and is luxuriously spacious.

At the end of the corridor is a large lounge area with sofas and a bar in front of floor-to-ceiling windows, offering a panoramic view of half the city skyline.

Amy had just finished eating and was strolling around the bar area in the lounge area to digest her food.

She wore a well-tailored black dress with a tight waist, which made her look slim and shapely.

Yun Qiao glanced at her, paused, and suddenly turned a corner.

"Sister Amy."

Amy turned around at the sound and saw Yun Qiao. Her expression tightened slightly, and her tone carried a hint of distance and caution.

"What's up?"

Yun Qiao pretended not to notice her wariness, walked up to her, scanned her from head to toe, and then looked on with surprise:

"You have a great figure! How do you usually work out?"

"Huh?" Amy was a little uncomfortable with her sudden enthusiasm and frowned slightly. "It's just going to the gym."

She didn't really want to talk to Yun Qiao any longer. If other colleagues saw her and said she was trying to curry favor with Yun Qiao, she wouldn't be able to explain herself.

"I go to the gym too, but I can't achieve that kind of lean yet toned strength that you have," Yun Qiao said sincerely, her eyes filled with undisguised envy.

"Just find a personal trainer and work out with them."

Amy started to leave as she spoke.

Ke Yunqiao reached out and grabbed her wrist.

"My God, your shoes!"

Amy was startled by her startled tone and stopped in her tracks, instinctively looking down.

What happened to my shoes?

Her heart skipped a beat. Was it because the shoes were too ugly? She really liked them...

Yun Qiao looks very rich, so she probably doesn't appreciate her taste.

Amy suddenly felt a little embarrassed, and her ears felt slightly hot.

"These shoes are from a very niche brand overseas!" Yun Qiao's eyes lit up. "The style you bought is a new model that came out last month, right?"

Amy was stunned; she hadn't expected her to recognize her.

"Because the design is so unique, many people say they don't like it," Yun Qiao said with a hint of regret. "I searched for a long time in China but couldn't find it. Where did you buy it?"

"Do you like it?"

"yes!"

Amy was genuinely surprised, but judging from Yun Qiao's expression, it seemed that she really liked her.

It's hard for anyone to be unhappy when their aesthetic sense is recognized.

Amy's lips unconsciously curved into a smile, but she quickly suppressed it. She cleared her throat and said, feigning composure:

"I actually bought them as a personal shopper. These shoes don't sell very well, so they're not sold in China."

"Could you push these shoes on me? I really love them."

After a pause, as if remembering something, Yun Qiao looked worried again, "But you bought some too. If I wear the same thing as you, won't you be happy?"

"Of course not!" Amy's mouth was faster than her brain.

When she realized what had happened, she bit her lip in annoyance.

Yun Qiao pretended not to notice, and just looked at her with surprise:

"Thank you, Amy! You're so kind."

Amy was a little embarrassed by the compliments.

"I've been looking for this for ages. Oh, and I'm also looking for a pair of shoes. Could you help me see where I can buy them?"

Amy had already forgotten her initial promise to stay away from Yun Qiao, and upon hearing this, she immediately said:

"Send me the picture."

"good!"

Yun Qiao leaned closer to her, sent her a photo on her phone, and casually mentioned:

"But it's strange, doesn't our company have any gossip groups?"

Amy's face stiffened.

"Aren't you all taking your work too seriously? Aren't you all curious about what's going on with your boss and colleagues? Especially Mr. Shen, I think he's so mysterious. I was even thinking of asking him if he had any juicy gossip."