"President Mu, there's a lady named Deng Yuqing who said you asked her to come. Should I let her into your office?"
"Let her come in."
Behind the desk, Mu Shaochen instructed coldly and then hung up the phone.
He picked up the water cup on the desk and drank.
There was a knock on the office door, and he said coldly, "Come in."
The door was pushed open from outside, and Deng Yuqing, wearing high heels, entered with an appropriate smile. "President Mu, Assistant Zuo called and said you were looking for me?"
This morning she still had addressed him as Mr. Mu, but now, facing the man seated behind the desk with a strong, icy aura, Deng Yuqing changed her form of address.
She didn't dare let her gaze linger on Mu Shaochen for long.
She looked away after just a glance.
"Yes, take a seat."
Mu Shaochen gestured towards the couch.
Deng Yuqing smiled slightly and said responded as she walked over to sit on the couch.
Mu Shaochen had his secretary bring in a cup of coffee.
