It seems the camera in her hands could very well be the source of inspiration for that mechanical factory back then.
"When does Big Brother need it?" Li Qiao fell silent for a moment, then asked as she put down the teacup.
Li Jun said as soon as possible, and Li Qiao responded, "Then, during the lunch break, I’ll bring it over to you."
"Okay, Big Brother will wait for you."
A few minutes later, Li Qiao walked out of the pantry and immediately bumped into the secretary coming to get water.
Li Qiao nodded in greeting, and just as she was about to pass by, she was stopped, "Li Qiao, um..."
"What?" Li Qiao paused and turned back, her expression unreadable.
With a sheepish smile, the secretary pointed at Li Qiao’s suit and asked curiously, "Where did you buy that outfit? Could you share a link?"
The sky-blue casual suit looked stunning and smart on Li Qiao.
In just one hour, numerous female colleagues had privately messaged this secretary, pleading for her to get the link.
The suit’s fabric was clearly of exceptional quality; it seemed to catch the breeze as she walked, and her presence was commanding, a solid two meters and eighty centimeters worth.
At that moment, Li Qiao tugged at her suit’s collar and replied indifferently, "Oh, this? I’ll ask around for you in a bit."
After thanking her, the secretary stood there and watched Li Qiao’s composed figure walking down the corridor, then couldn’t help but look down at her own eight-centimeter high heels.
Even in high heels, she wasn’t as tall as Li Qiao, which was quite disheartening.
Two minutes later, the secretary returned to her desk with her cup of water and glanced at her computer, only to find that Li Qiao had already sent her a link.
The secretary excitedly clicked on the chat window, saw the price, and was stunned.
A brand-new spring/summer custom suit from the AF brand at Paris Fashion Week, with a worldwide release of only one hundred sets, priced at 238,800 yuan.
The secretary bit her lip and counted three times, her face turning pale.
What kind of family does this intern come from?
A single outfit costing over two hundred thousand, more than her entire year’s salary.
At half-past nine, Li Qiao was sitting idly in front of the computer when suddenly a set of firm footsteps came from behind.
She tilted her head slightly and saw Shang Yu’s tall and impressive figure entering the office area, with Wang Yue and Liuyun following two steps behind, reporting on their work.
"Boss, Luoyu has already boarded the plane and should be back this afternoon," said one of them.
"Hmm," came the deep, resonant voice in response. As he passed by Li Qiao’s desk, his profound gaze fell upon her, "Come here."
Li Qiao met his deep eyes and, for some reason, felt an inexplicable pressure.
Wang Yue and Liuyun came to a timely halt, and suddenly caught sight of Li Qiao’s sky-blue suit, falling silent.
So, the person who started that blue beauty storm in the work group chat this morning was none other than Miss Li Qiao herself?!
Wang Yue looked at Li Qiao with a feeling of loss, rubbing his forehead, a bit troubled.
If he had known, he would have kept his mouth shut!
This story goes back half an hour.
At that time, they were traveling with the boss to the Yan Emperor headquarters.
Feeling a bit bored on the way, he opened the work group chat. He wouldn’t have cared much, but he couldn’t resist sharing amusing stories in the car.
Wang Yue recalled carefully, he seemed to have said at that time, "Hey, there’s some gossip in the company today."
Liuyun, who was driving, very supportively joined in, "What gossip?"
Wang Yue casually scrolled through the chat history, "Apparently, a new girl came in today, wearing a blue suit, tall and leggy, both innocent and alluring.
She’s got so many male staff sneaking off to human resources under the pretense of going to the bathroom to ask for her contact details.
Now, several department heads in the group are complaining, saying in the future we should avoid hiring the kind that disrupts the work atmosphere dashing honey."