The old driver drove off
Stadium
Jiang Lei was wearing a semi-professional looking suit. The curves of her body accentuated her figure, and her wavy hair draped over her shoulders. She looked just like a completely different person when she'd just arrived in City Z, from inside to outside.
She followed behind Lin Hao and accompanied him as he received the customers, like an experienced white collar worker, every frown and smile perfect. Sometimes, a person's potential was truly immeasurable, and she wanted to quickly enter the upper class society, so in just a few months, she had adapted to the fast-paced and efficient white collar worker life.
"Boss Lin, here's your call." Jiang Lei leaned slightly forward and handed the phone to Lin Hao. She also clearly saw the caller ID displayed on the phone, "Love — Warmth".