At the elevator entrance stood three figures.
The one who had reached out to hold the elevator door open must have been an assistant.
They respectfully said to the other two figures, "President Fu, Sister Yingying, please enter."
The man stood tall and straight outside the elevator, his physique even better than a runway model's. The moment Wen Yuci saw the man, she was struck as if by lightning.
She had not expected to encounter Fu Yunshen on her first night staying at the hotel.
However, the hotel Yaoyao had booked for her was the best five-star hotel in the capital, frequented by the elite of the Upper Society.
So, encountering Fu Yunshen, the financial giant, here seemed not so unusual after all.
Fu Yunshen was dressed very formally today, in a tailored black suit that fit perfectly, with a white shirt underneath and a blue striped tie, impeccably dressed with his trouser legs ironed without a single wrinkle, long and straight.
