Xiao Xun stood up and turned off the computer, picked up the suit from the back of the chair and put it on, then, under the watchful eyes of his colleagues, he came to the elevator entrance.
As soon as the elevator door opened, a wave of fragrance wafted out, and Secretary Fan stepped out.
The first words upon meeting were, "Director Xiao, I was just looking for you!"
Xiao Xun stepped into the elevator, "What is it you need me for?"
Secretary Fan pointed upwards, "President Wang wants to see you. I don't know the specific reason."
"Hey! Can't he just send a message to find me? Making you come all this way." After speaking, he pressed the button for the negative first floor.
Secretary Fan stared, "Why are you going to the underground parking lot? President Wang is in his office."
"Then tell President Wang for me, if he wants to chat, he should send a message. If it's about technical matters, he should find other technical personnel first. Don't always come straight to the director for everything, what are the people below for? If it's about the hacker intrusion this morning, he should contact the cyber police directly."
Xiao Xun finished speaking in one go, took out his car keys from his pocket, "I have something else to do, see you tomorrow."
Without allowing Secretary Fan to interject, Xiao Xun had already disappeared into the elevator.
Secretary Fan took a long time to recover, "This... is his mouth 'rented', does he need to return it in a hurry?"
Xiao Xun started the car and glanced at the fuel gauge. The fuel wasn't very high.
Mu Jiahe emerged from the elevator, this time without anyone following her.
Arriving beside the sedan, Xiao Xun opened the car door and motioned for Mu Jiahe to get in, "President Mu, why did you call me so early? Where are we going?"
Mu Jiahe closed her eyes, resting her hand on her forehead, "There's a charity gala tonight, will you accompany me!"
Xiao Xun fastened his seatbelt and looked in the rearview mirror, "No problem, but the car is out of gas, we need to refuel first."
"The gas card is in the armrest box. After refueling, we'll go to Li She Street, I've ordered a gown."
Xiao Xun agreed, "Alright!" then released the brake and stepped on the accelerator.
The sky wasn't completely dark yet, but the streetlights had begun to illuminate.
As the lights came on, it presented a prosperous scene.
The car stopped at the location Mu Jiahe mentioned. Store employees were already waiting there, opening the car doors to let Mu Jiahe and Xiao Xun out. Another employee then took over Xiao Xun's car and drove it to the parking lot.
The manager personally opened the door to greet them, saying with a smile, "President Mu, hello." He then nodded at Xiao Xun behind Mu Jiahe.
"Would you like to change here, or take it with you?"
Mu Jiahe glanced at Xiao Xun, "I'll change here! There's no time. And after changing, please do my makeup."
"Certainly, please come this way."
The manager led Mu Jiahe to the fitting room. The gown required assistance to put on; it was impossible to manage alone.
After nearly an hour, Mu Jiahe emerged from the stairs, wearing a sparkling sapphire blue strapless gown, with exquisite makeup, looking regal and elegant.
Xiao Xun's eyes widened in admiration. Mu Jiahe smiled at him, "Does it look good?"
He replied without hesitation, "Yes! You are truly beautiful."
The city's biannual charity gala was unprecedentedly grand. Those invited by the organizers were all celebrities from all walks of life, major entrepreneurs, and big stars.
Many major news and entertainment media outlets would beforehand cordon off the red carpet tightly, and the flashes would be incessant from the moment the first person stepped onto the carpet.
Security personnel on both sides held hands to block 'fringe' media and the 'fan support groups' of these big stars.
At this moment, a light drizzle began to fall, but it couldn't dampen the enthusiasm of these 'onlookers'. Some held umbrellas, some wore raincoats, holding light boards and shouting the names of their idols.
Xiao Xun parked the car steadily in front of the red carpet. The outdoor host waited with two microphones, and security personnel opened the door, holding umbrellas as they waited for Mu Jiahe to alight.
Mu Jiahe slowly adjusted her posture, extending a slender leg out of the car. The security personnel immediately offered a hand to support her.
Countless camera flashes lit up in unison.
"Drive the car away, and have our Director Xiao accompany me on the red carpet."
Xiao Xun heard this and thought, "There's something for me too?"
"President Mu, I'm not used to this kind of occasion."
Mu Jiahe had already alighted, and said in an undeniable tone, "It's alright, just walk with me. You don't need to say a word."
Furthermore, the security personnel were already ready to drive the car, so Xiao Xun had no choice but to unbuckle his seatbelt and get out.
Mu Jiahe naturally linked her arm through Xiao Xun's, and Xiao Xun took the umbrella from the security guard.
The host handed Mu Jiahe a microphone, and she accepted the interview while walking the red carpet in the rain.
The questions were pre-arranged, and no overly intrusive questions would be asked.
Upon reaching the autograph wall, a hostess in an elegant qipao held out a pen with both hands and offered it to Mu Jiahe.
After signing her name, she was guided by another hostess to her designated seat.
Those seated here were entrepreneurs who had interacted with Saint Roman and maintained good relationships.
After Mu Jiahe and Xiao Xun were seated, the bosses beside them immediately started chatting with Mu Jiahe.
"President Mu, you look truly beautiful today."
"This gown suits you very well."
"..."
Everyone was talking to Mu Jiahe; no one paid any attention to Xiao Xun, not even a word.
Xiao Xun didn't mind; his role today was merely a driver. If they spoke to him, a stranger, it would feel awkward.
At this moment, a handsome young man, no more than a few years older than Xiao Xun, dressed in a custom-made white suit, approached Mu Jiahe, "Miss Mu, long time no see!"
Mu Jiahe nodded, "Young Master Gu, it has been a while."
Young Master Gu said enthusiastically, "Why haven't you been returning my calls these past few days?"
Mu Jiahe replied coldly, "I've been busy."
"Are you free tonight? After the gala, I'll treat you to a late-night snack!"
Facing Young Master Gu's advances, Mu Jiahe suppressed her anger, "Not interested."
Everyone present could see it, but they couldn't afford to offend the person in front of them. He was a true 'fourth-generation scion' of wealth; money was merely a number to him.
Xiao Xun, unaware of who Young Master Gu was, saw that Mu Jiahe was displeased and that he was hovering around her like a 'fly'.
As a subordinate, it was natural to share the burden, so he stood up and said to Young Master Gu, "Sir, please return to your seat. You are disturbing our President Mu."
Young Master Gu appeared very cultured in public. He looked at Xiao Xun and asked kindly, "And who might you be?"
Mu Jiahe looked up at Young Master Gu, "Who he is has nothing to do with you."
Young Master Gu nodded, a smile playing on his lips, "Alright, I'll remember that. We'll see each other later then."
With that, he turned and left.
The people around them felt a sense of dread, "Young man, are you crazy? Don't you know who he is?"
Xiao Xun was taken aback, "What business is it of mine who he is? Is he the emperor or something?"
The people at the table actually nodded, "Yes, here, he's like an 'emperor'."
Mu Jiahe couldn't stand it anymore, "Don't listen to their nonsense. He won't do anything to you."
When the entrepreneurs heard Mu Jiahe say that, they didn't dare to say much more, merely casting looks of pity towards Xiao Xun.