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The next day, Chen Rui strode into the company, brimming with confidence and excitement, calling out to Ellen from afar, "Ellen, prepare a..."

As he approached, he deliberately lowered his voice, speaking mysteriously to her, "Prepare a company profile for Ansha."

Shen Zhitong, sitting opposite Ellen, felt a heavy thud in her temples upon hearing this.

"Really, Chen, you managed to secure it?" Ellen expressed her surprise.

Chen Rui nodded proudly, "Next Monday, Mr. Zhou himself will lead a team to visit our company. You'll handle the meeting arrangements."

"Mr. Zhou, Zhou Xingjin?!"

Chen Rui snapped his fingers at her, "Who else?"

Before leaving, he repeatedly emphasized in a loud voice, "Make sure the company profile is well-prepared! Our company's future prospects depend on Zhou Xingjin."

Several colleagues, including Jiabao, listened excitedly, exchanging whispers:

"Our small company is worthy of a personal visit from Zhou Xingjin?" "Who would have thought that the seemingly unassuming Zhou Xingjin would fall for Chen's charm?"

In private, they dubbed Zhou Xingjin the "unassuming CEO," their initial impression stemming from the night at the music bar, where his reserved and modest demeanor left an indelible mark.

"What unassuming charm? If Chen heard these words, he would be hurt," Ellen chuckled, steering the conversation back on track.

Ellen, in her early thirties, was another client manager at Blueheart Advertising.

A Leo, she carried herself with confidence, her slightly plump figure unexpectedly complementing her personality, adding a hint of assertiveness to her overall demeanor.

"Zhitong, gather some representative cases from our company in recent years," Ellen tapped the desk of a slightly absent-minded Shen Zhitong.

"What's wrong? You seem lost in thought," she asked with concern.

"No, I just didn't sleep well last night," Shen Zhitong replied hastily.

"Can't sleep alone?" Jiabao teased her, sliding her chair closer, deliberately provoking her.

"What are you talking about?" Shen Zhitong sensed the underlying implication and chuckled, pushing her away.

The day Zhou Xingjin visited Blueheart, it was pouring rain.

Accompanied by an assistant and three relevant department heads, Zhou Xingjin was led by Chen Rui from the underground parking lot to the elevator.

There was no grand welcome ceremony arranged by Chen Rui throughout, keeping it very low-key. In order to show the level of importance, Chen Rui had pulled nearly everyone from the company to show their willingness to listen to Mr. Zhou's guidance.

Shen Zhitong and Jiabao followed behind Ellen, standing at the door of the conference room, waiting to greet the guests.

Jiabao glanced at Amy standing in front of her; she had dressed up for the occasion in a light blue dress, white high-heeled shoes, with her wavy hair, arched eyebrows, and red lips adding to her delicate appearance.

Jiabao imitated Amy, tiptoeing and exaggeratedly flicking her hair, eliciting a light laugh from Shen Zhitong. When Zhou Xingjin and his group appeared around the corner, Shen Zhitong heard a collective gasp from her female colleagues, followed by a hushed silence, with no one daring to utter a word.

Amy was the first to greet Zhou Xingjin, catching up to him with her small high-heeled steps, warmly leading him into the conference room to take his seat.

Zhou Xingjin wore a black suit similar to the one he wore at the bar, paired with a denim blue shirt and a deep brown tie, a common corporate combination that exuded a unique charm on him.

With broad shoulders and a narrow waist, long limbs, his movements were graceful and elegant as he bowed slightly, shook hands, greeted, unbuttoned, and sat down... His actions flowed smoothly like clouds and water, elegant and graceful.

Sitting next to Shen Zhitong, Jiabao couldn't help but keep her eyes on him, sighing softly, "Who is this CEO?"

Shen Zhitong smiled faintly, her eyes revealing a hint of coldness, showing no interest in Zhou Xingjin.

Therefore, she did not notice that several times, the latter's gaze had drifted towards her.

The meeting lasted nearly two hours. After it ended, Chen Rui led Zhou Xingjin and others into his office.

Shen Zhitong, Jiabao, and others returned to their desks.

"Sitting in the meeting room for over two hours, my back is sore," Jiabao massaged her shoulders, suddenly hearing a slight movement in front of her.

They looked up to see two administrative sisters pushing a small snack cart, distributing coffee and pastries to each position.

Colleagues who received them exclaimed, "It's Banzhan."

"Banzhan!" Jiabao stood up abruptly, her back no longer aching.

Banzhan was a nationally renowned high-end offline beverage shop, known for its expensive drinks and pastries, which ordinary workers could not afford, jokingly called "thousand-dollar afternoon tea."

Jiabao stared at the slowly approaching snack cart, with rows of coffee and tantalizing cakes, her eyes gleaming, "When did our company become so generous?"

The two administrative girls smiled at each other, their eyes gesturing towards Chen Rui's office, and chuckled, "These are all courtesy of Mr. Zhou."

"Mr. Zhou?!"

"Mr. Zhou visited our company and treated us to afternoon tea?!"

"How thoughtful!"

Jiabao and several colleagues exclaimed softly, exchanging jokes and teasing each other with excitement.

Shen Zhitong glanced at the cup of hot coffee and mousse cake on her desk, thanking the two administrative girls.

As the end of the day approached and she packed up her belongings, she noticed the untouched coffee and cake on her desk.

Shen Zhitong absentmindedly picked up the bag, casually tossed it into the corner trash can on her way out.

As she left, she heard footsteps and conversations coming closer behind her.

"Mr. Zhou, you're too polite, visiting our company and treating us to afternoon tea, we really don't have anything to entertain you."

Shen Zhitong turned around and unfortunately bumped into a group of people emerging from the door.

Chen Rui was pushing the door, and Zhou Xingjin was walking out. Several people's eyes glanced into the trash can, where the coffee and cake she had just thrown away were intact, not even the wrapping paper was torn.

Zhou Xingjin's face darkened slightly, his gaze shifting from the trash can to Shen Zhitong.

Chen Rui's smile froze on his face, looking even more embarrassed than Zhou Xingjin.

He glanced at Zhou Xingjin standing beside him, awkwardly apologized, "Mr. Zhou, young people are ignorant and wasteful... hehehe... please don't mind."

Zhou Xingjin blinked his dark eyes, staring at Shen Zhitong, his long eyelashes covering the indiscernible darkness in his pupils. Finally, he gently shifted his gaze away, replying calmly, "If you don't like it, just throw it away."

With his tall figure and light steps, he bypassed Shen Zhitong, leading the group straight ahead.

Chen Rui glanced at Shen Zhitong who was left behind, wagged his index finger in front of her, but as the others walked further away, he couldn't reprimand her in time, so he grumbled hastily, "I'll scold you when I come back!"

With that, he caught up with Zhou Xingjin, leading him into the elevator with a smile.

Shen Zhitong raised her gaze towards the closed elevator doors, sighing softly.