"Chairman, hello!"
Xiao Ya and another girl were standing at the reception desk, greeting the woman who had just entered in unison.
The newcomer was naturally Pei Lingsu and Zhang Xiaoman.
His mother was wearing a black suit today, which, combined with her efficient demeanor, also exuded an extraordinary temperament.
Zhang Xiaoman, on the other hand, was much more casual. Although he was only wearing casual clothes, his confidence was undoubtedly on full display.
Moreover, inheriting his mother's excellent genes for appearance, just during the short walk to the front desk, the two young ladies there had already stolen several glances at him.
His current look, if seen by his former colleagues, would certainly be a big surprise. This temperament, this confidence, was completely different from his past self.
