"Hmm?!" Pei Shaoze raised an eyebrow coldly. Since when were his orders open to negotiation?
Su Banxia bit her lower lip and finally squeezed out a single word, "Yes."
Pei Shaoze always meant what he said, and Su Banxia dared not question him. She was terrified of being dealt with on the spot.
She silently prayed that she could turn into air tonight and avoid catching Pei Shaoze's attention at all costs.
"Do you have a gown?"
Seeing Su Banxia hesitate, Pei Shaoze impatiently picked up the phone. "Send a gown up to my office, according to Secretary Su's measurements."
Within a quarter of an hour of hanging up, there was a knock at the door. Su Banxia's jaw nearly dropped when she saw who it was.
It was none other than her best friend and confidante, Fang Shiqing.
Fang Shiqing presented the gown to Pei Shaoze with a straight face. "President, this is Miss Su's size. Please take a look."
"Mm, give it to her."
Su Banxia thought to herself, *Well done, Fang Shiqing. As the head of HR, you even know every employee's clothing size. You're like a eunuch by the emperor's side in ancient times.*
As Fang Shiqing approached Su Banxia, she whispered, "Blue suits you best. Seize the chance, Sparrow Lady!"
*Seize your head!*
Before Su Banxia could retaliate, Fang Shiqing had already retreated with a perfectly composed expression.
"Go change."
Pei Shaoze buried his head in a stack of documents, but his finger pointed unerringly toward the president's lounge.
Su Banxia bit her lower lip and didn't move.
This lounge was an inner room within the president's office, usually only used by Pei Shaoze for occasional rests. No one else ever had the chance to enter.
Now he wanted her to go in and change clothes. What if he barged in while she was halfway through?
Pei Shaoze took in every expression on Su Banxia's face. "Do you want me to help you dress?"
His voice exploded like a thunderclap beside Su Banxia. She snapped back to reality and shook her head vigorously.
"Then why aren't you going?"
Pei Shaoze raised his wrist, revealing an exquisite Vacheron Constantin watch. "You have three minutes. If you're not out in three minutes, you're fired."
What? Three minutes? For real?!
Su Banxia froze for a second, then spun around and dashed into the president's lounge.
Pei Shaoze watched her retreating figure and curled his lips. Handling her was still no trouble at all.
A few minutes later, she emerged.
The sky-blue strapless gown made her skin look as white as snow, her graceful figure and delicate collarbones as flawless as a work of art.
Pei Shaoze narrowed his eyes unconsciously at the sight of Su Banxia. But when his gaze moved up and landed on the oversized black-rimmed glasses on her nose, his brows furrowed sharply.
He was about to speak, but Su Banxia beat him to it.
"President, three minutes are up!"
With that, she fled out of the office like she was escaping.
Pei Shaoze let out a scoffing laugh, put down his pen, and followed her with long strides. He didn't believe she could escape to the ends of the earth.
In the banquet hall.
Guests clinked glasses, and the hotel's crystal chandeliers hung low, casting dazzling light.
Only Pei Shaoze wasn't socializing. Instead, he lounged leisurely on a sofa in the corner, toying with a glass of red wine.
As his secretary, Su Banxia didn't dare wander off and could only stand awkwardly under Pei Shaoze's watchful eye.
Suddenly, Su Banxia spotted a familiar figure.
That figure was walking straight toward her. Without needing a second look, Su Banxia was certain it was her scumbag ex-boyfriend, Ren Yuan!
Trailing behind him was her former "good friend," Gu Feifei.
What a small world!
But Ren Yuan and Gu Feifei seemed not to recognize Su Banxia, their gazes fixed directly on Pei Shaoze. "We've long admired your reputation, President Pei. I'm Ren Yuan, here to toast you!"
"Ren Yuan?"
Pei Shaoze didn't even look up. The red wine in his hand swirled, a deep crimson. "Who's Ren Yuan?"