As for the employees discussing topics in the work group, Li Qiao didn’t mind.
She was new and just an intern, and she hadn’t been added to the company’s work group, so she didn’t know what they were discussing.
At that moment, the man hung up the intercom and leaned back in his executive chair, suggesting with hidden meaning, "The position of a special assistant should indeed be special."
Li Qiao bent her fingers to rub her nose and turned her head to look out the window as if nothing was wrong, muttering softly, "You’re the boss, what you say goes."
In a flash, a smile slowly spread across Shang Yu’s dark eyes. He rested his right forearm on the desk, leaned forward slightly with his muscular chest, and his tone was somewhere between a command and a suggestion, "From tomorrow on, don’t wear brightly colored clothes to work, okay?"
She probably didn’t realize the effect that blue suit had on her.
The young girl was already exquisitely pretty, with striking eyebrows and eyes, and glowing hair tied high into a ponytail. Paired with such a crisp and cool suit, she stood out as unique and mesmerizing. The Yan Emperor Group couldn’t find a second one like her.
No wonder on her first day as an intern she caused quite a stir.
Li Qiao shifted her gaze back from the window—oh, it was clothes causing trouble again.
A gleam flickered in her eyes as she lazily curved her lips, "Sure, I’ll listen to the boss."
In less than ten minutes, Li Qiao’s desk had been moved into the chairman’s office and was specially placed to the front left of the massive desk.
There was a sofa area and a beverage station separating the two of them, one on the left and one on the right—in short, it was pretty strange.
For the rest of the time, Shang Yu gave her three documents to organize and translate.
The morning passed without incident.
Just before twelve o’clock, Shang Yu answered a call and got up to leave the office.
Li Qiao checked the time, locked her computer screen, and left the office with her car keys in hand.
Twenty minutes later, a Mercedes G-Class stopped below the Elegant Villa Garden apartments.
This was a well-known high-end apartment in South Sea and a highly sought-after school district property.
Li Qiao got out of the car and went straight to the thirty-seventh floor.
The one-apartment-per-floor design not only protected the privacy of the residents but also provided an excellent living environment.
Unfortunately, Li Qiao had never lived in this apartment because she had transformed it into a personal collection room.
Because the security system was robust and it wasn’t far from the villas on Huanan Road, she kept many of her collected items in Elegant Villa Garden.
Upon entering the elevator, Li Qiao pressed her fingerprint to unlock it and turned on the lights as she entered.
The large flat had almost no living facilities but was filled with rows of display cabinets.
Even the temperature and humidity inside the apartment were designed and controlled according to museum standards.
Li Qiao walked leisurely around the room, stopping beside the third row of display cabinets.
After briefly inspecting, she donned gloves and took out a Leica 0 series camera with the serial number 122.
The vintage camera’s leather body carried a sense of historical weight and its wear did not detract from its value as a collectible.
Li Qiao carefully packed the camera into a box and then left Elegant Villa Garden.
The South Sea Secretariat was located in the austere administrative district.
Carrying a small box, Li Qiao ascended to the last step in front of the administrative building when Qiu Huan came out, rubbing his hands together, "Sister Qiao, you finally arrived!"
Anyway, that tone, that posture, was quite obsequious.
It lacked the steadiness and maturity of a scion of a mechanical holdings empire.
Li Qiao glanced at him with a neutral expression, her tone neither warm nor cold: "Master Qiu, what are you doing here?"