Li Industrial Park, the new office building of Tianyun International, top floor, forty-eighth floor.
Vice President's Office.
The office is very spacious, about eighty square meters, but the decor is very simple.
Apart from a sofa set against the wall near the entrance and a coffee table, there are only two rectangular mahogany desks by the window.
At this moment, Ye Huan is sitting on the sofa, looking very relaxed.
Zhang Huimin is sitting on his lap, facing him, massaging his shoulders and neck with great concentration.
"Sister Zhang, sometimes... I really find it strange."
"As a woman, you're not only beautiful, tall, and have a good personality, but you're also talented in many ways."
"How are other women supposed to live?"
Ye Huan closed his eyes in enjoyment, feeling much of the gloom in his heart dissipate.
"Don't talk nonsense." Zhang Huimin's charming face turned red, and she spat lightly.
"I'm not talking nonsense, it's all true."
