'Ding——' The elevator arrived at the rooftop of the building.
Just a moment ago, the elevator was crowded with people, but now only Molly Wellington remained.
She raised her hand to glance at the dial; the time was neither too much nor too little, just pointing to 8:50.
There were ten minutes left.
Wearing seven-inch high heels, Molly Wellington stepped out of the elevator.
As she walked, the white skirt hugged the full, perky curve of her hips, and her long, slender legs crossed gracefully, making it hard for people to avoid taking another look.
However, when the male colleagues caught sight of her face, those who wanted to linger quickly looked away.
"Good morning, Secretary Wellington."
"Good morning, Secretary Wellington..."
"Secretary Wellington, these are the materials needed for today's morning meeting."
Just like with the elevator, everyone greeted this intern Secretary with respect and a bit of caution.
