Xicheng?
The always high-and-mighty Xicheng who thinks so highly of himself?
...
Not to mention everyone else, even Ning Xiaofei began to doubt whether the reception had made a mistake.
"You're saying Xicheng is looking for me?"
"Yes," the receptionist said excitedly, "He seemed quite anxious and said if you don't pick up, he'll come over in person."
Even though she worked at a TV station and wasn't a stranger to seeing anchors and stars at the reception, the fact that such a big shot like Xicheng would call her was still exciting enough to be somewhat overwhelming.
Coming over in person?
Was she supposed to be afraid of him?
Conceited jerk!
Frowning, Ning Xiaofei stepped out of the meeting room and grabbed the phone placed on the reception desk, speaking impatiently.
"Hello?"
First, he tossed her cell phone, then slammed her telephone... Ning Xiaofei obviously wasn't in a good mood with him.