Stronger by Paying Salaries and I Have 1 Billion Employees

She was wearing a short-sleeved beige blouse and a pair of cotton-linen ankle pants. Her skin was fair, her figure full and curvaceous, and the buttons of her blouse were stretched taut.

At 27, Ye Qiuping exuded the aroma of a woman in full bloom.

It was a different style from what she had worn when they last met in Yanjing.

Ye Qiuping stopped in front of the office. Even though the door was open, she raised a hand and knocked twice, her gaze quickly sweeping over Chen Yansen.

He had his head down, holding a book and flipping through the pages with incredible speed.

He wore a white shirt, and his frame was tall and upright. His side profile was sharply defined, and he sported a neat, short, spiky haircut. From a distance, he looked more like a scholarly college student than a tycoon worth tens of billions, a stark contrast to his actual identity.

His long, strong fingers slid across the page, making a soft rustling sound. Seeing this, Ye Qiuping subconsciously swallowed.

For some reason, she felt that Chen Yansen had changed in some indescribable way since she’d last seen him.

”Come in.”

Chen Yansen said coolly, without raising his head.