The office door was shut. Xu Xiaoya sat, and he stood. This Ph.D.'s gaze swept around the exquisitely decorated office—the newly replaced high-end office desk and chairs, the leather couch, the spacious floor-to-ceiling windows, and the understated yet luxurious patterns on the interior walls. More importantly, there was the woman in front of him, dressed in high-end professional attire. She wore the special uniform for store managers, the latest professional wear from this luxury brand: elegant, dignified, and luxurious.
He had known Xu Xiaoya for seven or eight years. In his mind, Xu Xiaoya had always been a flighty, disreputable woman. He'd never dreamed she could achieve what she had today.
To think that he, a dignified Ph.D. holder, had ended up so unsuccessful, now having to shamelessly grovel before her.
