Mo Wenwan woke up in a daze and saw the assistant, rubbed her eyes and said, "When did I fall asleep?"
"You were already asleep when I came in half an hour ago. You must have been too tired to be woken up."
Mo Wenwan thought she couldn't afford to sleep any longer, so she pulled herself together and stood up.
"Mr. Mo, someone outside requests to see you on behalf of Mr. Lu."
"Mr. Lu?"
Yawning, Mo Wenwan momentarily couldn't think straight.
"He said his name is Lu Xing."
Hearing Lu Xing's name, Mo Wenwan's drowsiness completely disappeared.
"Prepare two cups of coffee and let him in in two minutes."
"Yes, Mr. Mo."
Lu Xing's gaze wandered over the posters on the walls of the reception room, all featuring company artists. It was clear a lot of thought had gone into the shoots, and the results gave off a sense of high-fashion models.
"Hello, Mr. Lu, Mr. Mo invites you in."
Lu Xing turned around and followed the assistant into Mo Wenwan's office.
