She had visited when Song Changkong took over, finding the decor too heavy and outdated, especially his dark, antique-style desk with carved flowers.And there were the dark red filing cabinets, made of precious wood, but somehow they felt eerie, like relics unearthed from an ancient mansion—working overtime at night, with the lights on, they were quite unnerving!Perhaps Song Changkong thought it all looked expensive, but Shang Wanwan couldn’t agree.Now, the entire office had changed in style.The bookshelves, desk, and sofa, everything had been replaced, and the walls were adorned with new wallpaper and fresh landscape paintings.The whole style was fresh and simple, making the space look brighter.Shang Wanwan couldn’t help but nod in approval.“This was redesigned and renovated by Weiwei.She even hired two well-known companies to take turns removing formaldehyde, and the plants are taken care of by her as well,” Bai Xiaosheng, sitting in the general manager’s seat, said to Shang

Yes, really,” Bai Xiaosheng replied with a gentle smile.Ever since Lin Weiwei became his assistant, the two of them had shared joys and sorrows, weathering storms together.Lin Weiwei was tireless in her work and gave him meticulous care in life.When Bai Xiaosheng faced criticism from Song Changkong and Chen Changqing, she was the first to stand up, vocally defend him in front of the company’s senior executives, and confront the top management, regardless of her own future!For her, Bai Xiaosheng always had a protective feeling.Just now, hearing her recount her childhood experiences, Bai Xiaosheng felt even more compassion.“I’ll help you with this,” Bai Xiaosheng confirmed with a nod and a smile, gently adding, “Now, take a break, and go get some good rest.You’ve been so busy these last few days, you’ve even developed bags under your eyes.”“Ah, really?”Bai Xiaosheng’s half-joking tease immediately caused Lin Weiwei’s face to lose its color, and she couldn’t help but touch her o

But then her expression darkened slightly, and she feigned anger, “You little rascal, do you even remember you have an aunt like me!”“What’s wrong?” Lin Weiwei, uncharacteristically, blinked her eyes and asked in a somewhat coquettish manner.Bai Xiaosheng watched with amusement.This girl was neither the demure and graceful type nor the overtly domineering one, but she finally displayed some of the naivety expected of her age.“What’s wrong!” Lin Lu huffed, “You work in the city, just half an hour’s distance from our home.Don’t you ever think to visit your aunt more often!This time, I even had to call you personally, Lin Weiwei, you sure are something, huh!Have your wings grown strong now?”Lin Lu scolded her.However, Bai Xiaosheng could tell that she truly cherished her niece.No wonder Lin Weiwei didn’t want to come yet insisted on doing so.Bai Xiaosheng reflected.“I’ve been pretty busy recently,” Lin Weiwei muttered.“Too busy to have even a weekend free, too busy to even r

A mix of men and women were all smiles, surrounding a middle-aged man with slightly frosted hair tips, very spirited, admiring the calligraphy he had just written.This middle-aged man was none other than Meng Bing’s father, Lin Weiwei’s uncle by marriage—Meng Haishan.The gathering today was primarily to celebrate Meng Haishan’s birthday.Meng Haishan was an executive in a large mixed-ownership enterprise and had previously held a stable government job, even serving as a leader in name for a while, so he had quite a distinguished air about him.The men and women in this room were all subordinates of Meng Haishan.In between chatting with them, an itch to exhibit his skill overcame Meng Haishan, and he decided to showcase the calligraphy he had been refining for years.It appeared that his writing was quite authentic, with a touch of ancient elegance, drawing rounds of cheers from those around him.One said, “Leader’s inkwork is on par with the scholars and literati of the ancient tim

No way, it looks pretty real to me!”“Exactly, can counterfeits even reach this level nowadays?”“If it’s really a fake, I’d like to buy one too…”“But giving a fake gift to an elder, that’s just too rude!”…Around Meng Haishan, voices of shock rose continuously; no one could believe it.Meng Haishan’s expression immediately darkened, a look of “I knew it” on his face.He snapped the watch box shut with a “snap” and tossed it onto the table nearby.“This isn’t fake!”Lin Weiwei regained her senses from the astonishment and hurriedly defended herself.“Really, can you afford it?You, a little waitress who serves tea and runs errands at Zhongjing Media—frankly speaking, what’s the difference between you and a maid!” Meng Bing spat out the words, not giving her any face at all.She hated Lin Weiwei; she had hated her since they were children!This country bumpkin lived in their house, ate their food, was obedient and did well in studies.Whether at school or at home, the phrase Meng Bin