"Sir, do you have an appointment?" the receptionist asked politely, maintaining a professional smile.
"No, we don't," Yuan shook his head and said, "However, she personally invited us. You should call her and tell her that Yuan is here to see her."
The receptionist immediately called Patricia's office and confirmed Yuan's claim. Once she received the instruction, she ended the call and looked at Yuan.
"I've confirmed everything. The office is on the seventh floor of this building," the receptionist informed them.
Yuan nodded and quickly entered the elevator with Little Zoe and Sylvia.
"The door opened and closed on its own… Is this magic?" Little Zoe asked with a surprised look on her face.
"No. It's technology and engineering. This is a lift used to move between floors comfortably," Yuan replied with a small chuckle.
Shortly afterward, they arrived at the seventh floor and stepped out of the elevator.
