She first had lunch with her mother-in-law, Hao Ying, then got changed and went straight to the Ling Corporation.
After she got to the Ling Corporation, the delicately made up receptionist smiled perfunctorily. With a trace condescension emitting from her eyes, “Mr. Ling isn’t available. He goes strictly by appointment. If you don’t have one, you can only wait by the door.”
Mrs. Ling, whom the CEO kept a distance from, would not garner any respect even at the grassroots level in the company.
“If you’re looking for Mr. Ling, you can give him a call. When they send word, I’ll invite you in immediately,” said the receptionist in a tentative tone.
Li Xinyu rubbed her forehead. If she could get in touch, then she would not have come running to the company looking for him.
As a receptionist, she had seen her fair share of people, so she had an inkling promptly and sneered to herself. She deduced that Mrs. Ling married their CEO, but had no place in his heart, justifying that the rumors were true and Mr. Ling despised his wife indisputably.