He glanced at her somewhat ill-fitting clothes and said nothing more, his gaze cooling as he withdrew it and resumed his work.
His factory had always upheld cleanliness as its standard—when had the dust become so thick that it warranted someone to wash their clothes and hair?
His eyes narrowed slightly...
Ye Ning, however, had no idea what the person across from her was thinking at that moment. Seeing that he didn’t pursue the matter further, she breathed a sigh of relief, hurriedly returning to her own desk to begin her work.
This was not a matter of glory; she did not want him to know.
Fortunately, after she had returned to her place, he didn’t look at her again, focusing solely on his work—his eyelids didn’t even lift again.
So at that moment, the office that had become completely quiet was like a secluded corner cut off from the world. Apart from the tapping of keys and the quiet whirring of the air conditioning’s ventilation, the room was so silent that even dropping a needle on the floor could be heard.
Ye Ning initially felt uneasy, but as she immersed herself in work, she gradually forgot her surroundings and her usual tension in facing this man, becoming engrossed in her work.
It wasn’t until two hours later that a telephone suddenly rang in the office—
"Third Young Master, the Original Jade Stone from the Huo Family has arrived. Do you want to come and have a look?"
He thought of the advertisement he’d had the marketing department create yesterday, his eyes flickering slightly, "Is there a problem?"
The person on the other end of the phone hastily shook his head, "No, it’s just new stock, we just want to be extra cautious!"
New stock? He thought, indeed, it warranted extra caution.
Thus he glanced at the small head, buried in who knows what writing, at the desk across from him, and hung up the phone.
"Go to the factory. The large batch of jade stone samples that arrived this morning needs to be checked. Have a look," he said indifferently, his face devoid of emotion.
Ye Ning was startled for a moment before nodding blankly after a while.
That’s right, she had forgotten about this. Yesterday, at the "One Line Sky," she had heard that woman planning to tamper with the supplies—if it weren’t for Lin Yebai stopping her, she would have wanted to add fuel to the fire.
It seemed she needed to go and see right away, to check if there were any issues.
After agreeing, she truly left immediately.
Her departure made the office even quieter. Ou Mucen saw this and took a sip of water from the cup on his desk, then dialed an external number: "What happened today?"
The secretary, Gao, answered the phone outside. Hearing the question, his mind began to race, "Third Young Master, there’s nothing major. It seems that the young Miss from the Bai Family has returned."
The young Miss of the Bai Family?
The man who heard this slightly furrowed his brows, "When did she return?"
"It seems it was at noon. Oh, and I heard Ou Yuze personally drove to the airport to pick her up."
Upon hearing this name, the man’s complexion visibly darkened.
He certainly knew of the young Miss of the Bai Family; she was a little girl spoiled by his father to the point of lawlessness. Relying on her status as his granddaughter, she was willful, capricious, and imperious in Blue Mountain Villa, a true little demon.
But it was he who never took her seriously; otherwise, the Ou Family might very well be under her rule by