"This place might be a bit boring for you, just have a seat for now."
"It's okay, you go ahead with your work, don't mind me." The little guy sat on the sofa, swinging his legs and looking around Xiangru's workplace, finding it very novel.
There was a knock, knock, knock at the door.
"Come in."
A young man pushed the door open and came in, carrying a freshly squeezed orange juice and several desserts.
Leng Sichen hadn't even given the order yet; naturally, it was Liang Qian, his 360-degree no-blind-spot assistant, who had arranged for someone to bring them over.
"Thank you." Xiaobai politely expressed his gratitude.
"You're welcome." The young man hastily waved his hands and backed out in a fluster.
As expected, no sooner had he gone out than a bunch of gossip-hungry guys crowded around him.
Fortunately, there were no women on the top floor, otherwise he would have been skinned alive by now.
