Not great.
From yesterday, when even a regular store clerk recognized him, it was clear that Jiutiao Meijie had told all employees of Jiutiao Group his identity. It was also possible that others had taken the initiative to gather information about the future male boss, either to suck up or to avoid offending him.
All because of this damn charm.
If he were to give another interview, Dubian Che would definitely say, "The happiest time of my life was when my charm was only at 8 points, working every day and thinking about how to save money."
When the elevator reached the thirty-eighth floor, Jiutiao Meijie's exclusive office building, he didn't find her, so he went up to the thirty-ninth floor.
The luxurious top floor was empty at a glance, not a soul in sight. Dubian Che looked around and finally found Jiutiao Meijie, who was taking a nap on the bed, in the bedroom.
