At this moment, Chen Lan's beautiful eyes shimmered with a strange color. Before Xiao Tianyu could come over, she approached him with an enchanting smile, "Are you the typist Qingcheng International just recruited today?"
Typist?
Just a small typist at Qingcheng International, the most bottom-tier existence. I thought you had a fearsome background, but you're just a small employee.
Upon hearing Chen Lan's words, Mo Jun's expression showed a hint of disdain. Someone dare to seduce my girlfriend, I don't mind humiliating him a little.
As for Xiao Tianyu, he calmly looked at Chen Lan and said indifferently, "Do you need something?"
Chen Lan was stunned by the words. She had prepared many seductive phrases, but Xiao Tianyu's one question pushed her back, leaving her temporarily at a loss for words.
After thinking a bit, Chen Lan gave a slight smile and said, "I'm Chen Lan, the manager of the Qingcheng International Commercial Department!"
