The receptionist at the front desk of the Nalan Group looked arrogantly at Qin Xin.
The girl was dressed in a plain blue and white school uniform and wore a light green baseball cap that covered most of her face.
With her hands in her pockets, she spoke lightly, "I'm here to see Mr. Nalan."
Who does this schoolgirl think she is, so bold as to ask for Mr. Emperor right off the bat?
To be a receptionist at the Nalan Group, you at least have to be someone who studied abroad, with looks and education that are a cut above the rest, and this job is something to be proud of anywhere, thus their eye for people is particularly sharp.
Yet, the arrogant receptionist had to admit that the girl standing in front of her, despite her shabby clothes and a hat that covered most of her face, could easily outshine her with just the snow-white portion of her chin.
The receptionist straightened her back and said even more arrogantly, "Without an appointment, you can't see the president."
