Gu Zixuan felt a tremor as she looked at An Ran, who didn't seem friendly, and swept her eyes up and down.
An Ran glanced jealously at Gu Zixuan's outfit: a Chanel high-neck fringed skirt, a Paul Smith coat, Jimmy Choo silver high heels, and a Damiani pink diamond ring.
Each piece was expensive, each something she read about in magazines but couldn't bear to buy the genuine item.
Gu Zixuan naturally knew what An Ran was looking at. She folded her hands slightly, blocking the ring's shine, and smiled faintly, "Assistant An, what's the matter?"
An Ran gave a mocking laugh, stepped forward, and without waiting for Gu Zixuan to speak, took a seat on the sofa across from the office desk.
Gu Zixuan's office had been specially chosen by Feng Chengjin, the largest one by the window.
The transparent light, along with the white office desk and green potted flowers, made it comparable to a vice president's office.
