Her voice echoed through the lobby.
"You're Elena Zhang!"
Heads turned instantly.
Employees nearby craned their necks, whispering among themselves.
"Is that really her?"
"She's even prettier in person."
"What's she doing here?"
"Wait… is she joining the company?"
"Well, she is the president's daughter."
"Come on. What would she know about business?"
Elena heard nearly all of it.
Her hearing was excellent.
Still, she didn't react.
Instead, she simply gave the receptionist a calm, polite smile.
The poor receptionist, meanwhile, had completely abandoned professionalism.
"Oh my gosh! B-boss Elena—I mean—I'm a Black Star! I love you!"
Her voice trembled with pure fan excitement.
Standing face-to-face with Elena Zhang had clearly shattered every rule of workplace composure.
The receptionist's professionalism had completely collapsed.
Her eyes sparkled as if she had just encountered a celebrity apparition.
"M-Miss Elena… c-can I have your autograph? And maybe a photo?"
