Ruan Xinxue's apartment, outside the iron gate.
Yang Buqun wore a crisp white Armani suit, with his hair slicked back with a bit of gel, immaculately styled, holding a bouquet of bright red roses in his hand.
Behind him stood a chubby middle-aged man with a flattering smile on his face.
"So, Manager Bai, how do you think I look in this outfit?"
Yang Buqun slightly loosened his tie and turned to ask the middle-aged man beside him.
"More than just okay, you look simply irresistible!"
The chubby Manager Bai slightly bent over, with a servile expression, and said.
Hearing this, the corners of Yang Buqun's mouth curved into a smile.
"Chairman Yang, you are already a handsome and talented man. Quite a few young ladies in the company admire you, but in my opinion, only President Ruan is worthy of you."
Manager Bai said with a face full of smiles.
"Oh? You also think that Ruan Xinxue and I are well-matched?"
