บท 88: 8 Billion Instead of 800 Million

Su Meixiu politely nodded her head at the other secretaries and sweetly greeted them before knocking on the door.

"Ah, be careful Meixiu. The boss isn't in a good mood this morning." One of the other secretaries warned her, to which she slowly nodded.

"I know."

Just then, a gruff voice can be heard from inside the room. "Come in."

She pushed the door open while balancing a stack of paper on one hand and a cup of coffee in the other.

Sitting behind the black oakwood desk and typing away on the computer was no other than the man of her dreams. As always, he was wearing glasses while working. It was obvious that he had run his fingers through his hair a lot with the way it's swept back with a few strands framing the right side of his face.