Chapter 85: Hai Cheng's Number One Warmth [1. Nuan means warmth]

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Ji Nuan glanced at the transparent glass window office not far away. Several employees were secretly redoing their makeup in front of their computers. Their eyes turned and saw her. They were instantly frightened and quickly shoved their makeup bags back into the drawers.

Ji Nuan was just about to walk over when her phone suddenly rang.

She picked up the phone, glancing toward that office.

From the phone came Mo Jingshen’s slight deep voice, pleasing as a clear spring. “Didn’t go home?”

“En, I’m still at the studio. Earlier on, I settled some changes in management. I’ll be back soon.” Ji Nuan’s stern face instantly softened.

“Studio?”

“I combined the two offices I bought from Han Tianyuan and renamed it to Mo Nuan Studio. How is it? The name is good, isn’t it?”

Mo Jingshen chuckled softly. “Not bad.”

Ji Nuan was about to fish for compliments for using this name. The great CEO Mo would certainly come personally to give her face. She had yet to speak when she heard Mo Jingshen ask, “Where is the studio?”

“At Jin Lin Building.”

“You drove?”

“I drove here. But since there aren’t any places to park my car, I parked slightly far away.” While speaking, Ji Nuan glanced outside the window. It was actually pouring right now.

It was already the beginning of autumn. That it was raining, and so heavily as well, meant that the temperature outside would surely be very low.

“Wait for me, I’ll come to pick you up.” The man hung up after finishing his words.

Ji Nuan did not have an umbrella in her bag. The places nearby to park her car were too few, and her car was parked rather far away. If she tried to leave like this, she would definitely be drenched.

Since her husband planned to pick her up, she had no reason to stand on ceremony.

However, this place was slightly far away from Mo Corporation, and it was raining. The traffic was most likely poor, and there would surely be a severe traffic jam.

Ji Nuan decided not to rush and turned to enter that office.

The several employees who saw Ji Nuan entering glanced quickly at their laptops while pretending to be working overtime seriously.

“Today, every department working overtime is busy compiling previous company data and taking over previous projects. Do you guys have nothing to do?” Ji Nuan asked.

One of the employees who was exceptionally beautiful glanced around. After seeing that no one dared to answer, she coughed and opened her mouth. “I’m a clerical worker. Those things are unrelated to us.”

“Clerical worker? What about them?”

“We’re also clerical workers,” several of the younger employees all said, their gazes occasionally moving toward Ji Nuan. They were inspecting if the famous Hai Cheng’s number one warmth [1.] was really as beautiful as the legends suggested.

“There are only two small companies. Why is there a need for so many clerical workers?”

A clerical worker was not the same as a secretary. Calling them clerical workers was putting it kindly. Frankly, they were but little girls who were in charge of typing documents and photocopying papers.

Xiao Ba lowered her head and did not dare to speak. Ji Nuan glanced at her and only then did she quietly say, “It’s because… in the past CEO Han was here… and hired them in to be clerical workers…”

“Why did he hire so many?”

Xiao Ba lowered her voice even more. “Because… they are all pretty… when they came for interviews, there were no suitable positions, so CEO Han arranged for them to be in the clerical office… just nice, it is across his office…”

Ji Nuan’s veins jumped in an instant.

Truly a failure!

“Bring their details out, I’ll take a look.”

Xiao Ba made an “oh” sound and rushed to go look for it.

In the office, several of the so-called clerical workers all sharpened their ears and heard her.

One of them felt that she most likely would not be able to stay here for long. She stood up unhappily and began tossing things into her bag, planning to leave immediately.

“Did I say you can get off work?” Ji Nuan glanced at her.

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