When Zhao Youlin saw Xia Zhetao's sluggish face, she understood. She sighed and coughed, trying to regain someone's attention that had wandered.
"Ah…" Xia Zhetao seemd to awaken from a dream when he heard Zhao Youlin's cough. He smiled and greeted the two, "Ms. Zhao, Mrs. Zhao, welcome."
"You are…" Duan Yarong looked at Xia Zhetao, who suddenly appeared in front of her and Zhao Youlin to stop them, and glanced at Zhao Youlin inquiringly.
Zhao Youlin smiled awkwardly and said truthfully, "He is President Mu's assistant and secretary. Xia Zhetao, Secretary Xia."
"Oh, you're President Mu's secretary." When Duan Yarong heard that the person in front of her was Mu Tingfeng's subordinate, she instantly had a long face.
The atmosphere between them suddenly became a little awkward.
