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Coming out of the changing room, the vast office area was solemn and silent. Looking around, her brother's aggressive presence was gone.
Wan Yi said, "President Lu has a meeting. It was originally scheduled for 5:20, and he's already half an hour late."
It dawned on her—no wonder he had suddenly asked about the time earlier. He had a meeting to attend. But to accompany her, he deliberately chose to be late. She clicked her tongue. What was this? "The spring night is short, the sun rises high, and from then on, the emperor no longer holds court in the early morning"? That would be written into history for people to scorn. Of course, her brother wasn't Emperor Xuanzong of Tang, and she wasn't Yang Guifei. At most, she was a spoiled princess doted on by her elder brother.
Spoiled? Not exactly. She was just a little pampered from being bathed in thick affection since childhood.
Occasionally there were bumps, but the foundation remained unchanged.
Unruly.
A trace of blatant pride at being valued by her brother crept onto her brows. Cheng Buxi's cherry-red lips curled up. She thought to herself that her brother still indulged her like before, treating her with partiality, and she felt a small joy inside.
But then she thought again: being late for a meeting could be minor or major, but in the eyes of those old foxes on the board, it was a handle and mistake that could be singled out and magnified. After all, if you want to condemn someone, you can always find a pretext. Her brother was young and aggressive, and at his peak, with too many eyes watching him. Acting without considering consequences like this might invite hidden arrows and knives behind his back.
Thinking of this, she couldn't help but lower her head and sigh softly.
He was gone, but his suit jacket was still on the sofa, as if he had left in a hurry and forgotten to take it.
Cheng Buxi immediately recognized it as the Scabal Gold Treasure worth over 300,000 yuan. It was too easy to recognize because she saw the gold thread. After all, very few people could draw gold into threads, blend it with top-grade wool, make clothes, and then wear them openly. Ordinary people couldn't even touch it, let alone see it.
Top-grade merino wool, with 24k pure gold, full linen lining, hand-stitched. It was called "the most expensive fabric money can buy." Was there anything more blatantly old-money lavish than this? It was like having "brother is pure luxury" written on his face. And her brother's suit was already at collection level.
Moreover, the Montblanc cufflinks on the suit were also chosen by her—the classic platinum hexagonal ones.
It looked like it was for the board meeting... dressed so formally.
Wait, the board meeting! Cheng Buxi suddenly realized something, and her expression froze slightly. Although she had been raised in the inner chambers since childhood, never leaving the house, only reading the classics, and only needing to please her brother, never involved in family business matters, she occasionally heard fragments from her adoptive parents' conversations.
The Lu family's century-old legacy. In this generation, Uncle Lu had taken the path of abandoning business for politics, so the group basically had nothing to do with him. Mrs. Bai was the daughter of a merchant family, also unrelated. That left only her brother entrusted with the mission of helmsman.
Although he was the heir of the direct lineage, in a sense, he was more like a sailor, climbing step by step to the top, from nothing to something, from first mate to captain. He had to fight for all the rights within the group, because the people in the clan were no pushovers.
The board had supreme power within the group, and accordingly, the most rules. Openly not attending, or even deliberately being late, was clearly showing those people who's boss.
Although Cheng Buxi didn't know exactly how much real power her brother had now or what situation he was in, one thing was certain: compared to three years ago, before he went to the Special Region, his position in the group now was unshakable by ordinary people.
Wan Yi also had a trace of surprise on her face, not because their boss deliberately skipped the meeting, but that he had forgotten to bring his suit.
In other words, the probability of this happening was less than one in a thousand.
People like Lu Tingzhou were known for their rigorous style, prudence, and efficiency. They couldn't tolerate even a speck of dust. How could he forget to bring his suit? And for such a formal occasion as the board meeting. If he had really forgotten, salted fish would come back to life.
No wonder comparisons are odious. Some people could become the general secretary of a top financial group in just three years, while others could only stay at the grassroots level for life. Professionalism was one aspect, luck another. But her mind worked extremely fast. She almost instantly realized that this suit was deliberately left behind by their chairman.
In other words, it was just a little trick of a seasoned man.
In contrast, Cheng Buxi was innocent and bold. Compared to the elites steeped in the workplace, her level was still too low. She didn't see her brother's little scheme.
She volunteered: "Sister Wan Yi, give me the suit. I'll deliver it."
After all, this one afternoon, he had spent at least six figures on her, not to mention the wasted time, which was incalculable in terms of money.
In this huge group, her brother made money by the second.
Wan Yi had originally been worried that her little lady wouldn't notice the suit her brother had left behind. Although it was placed... well, not too conspicuously, it was clearly meant to be seen by her. But she was still afraid that even if she saw it, she would ignore it and just leave.
Hearing that she wanted to deliver it herself, she breathed a long sigh of relief and took the initiative to hand over the suit.
She thought to herself that brothers and sisters did have amazing默契 in some aspects.
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Holding her brother's suit jacket worth hundreds of thousands in her arms, Cheng Buxi left the Chairman's Office and walked along the long corridor, attracting many gazes. Aside from admiration, most were stares and curiosity.
With such a beautiful face, could she be a celebrity spokesperson hired by the group?
Some were smitten, but they searched all platforms and couldn't find this lovely figure anywhere. The perpetual calendar hadn't notified any celebrity visiting the group. Who was she?
The group from the tea break at noon, upon seeing her again, could almost conclude that this was their Chairman Lu's "little lover," definitely not his illegitimate daughter, because,
"Look, after going to the Chairman's Office, she changed her clothes and her whole aura. Isn't she a little lover? Could she be a daughter?"
"Isn't that so."
"And with such a high-profile appearance, is our Chairman about to have good news?"
"Oh, maybe..."
At this moment, Nars, who knew the truth, directly gave them a heavy punch: "Stop it. This is our President Lu's sister! The second younger sister! Stop gossiping, got it?"
Hearing this, it was like a thunderbolt struck them.
Passing by a photo wall filled with important milestone moments in the group's history, with photos of various big shots together.
Looking at so many photos with thousands of faces, Cheng Buxi immediately locked onto her brother.
After all, her brother was the most outstanding.
Among a group of young talents, Lu Tingzhou was the most eye-catching—handsome, proper, and upright.
The Lu family genes were extraordinary. Mr. Lu's looks in his youth had once shaken the universities. He was an early student union president at S University and had appeared in North City's Outstanding Youth newspaper. Mrs. Bai was even more so—the Bai family of South City had produced only one such stunning legitimate daughter in generations.
Like her children, Mrs. Bai also had this偏欧式的skull, high folding degree, long side of the skull, narrow front. Especially when taking large group photos, from a distance, while others were still blurry, her轮廓 and features were already very distinct, almost overwhelmingly so. Lu Tingzhou inherited this from her.
Of course, Second Sister was the same. Lu Siyu also inherited her parents' superior genes—strong轮廓, large bone structure, height 178 cm, 180 cm in shoes. Her overall lines showed she was a great beauty. To exaggerate, Cheng Buxi, this little omega, grew up in an alpha family. It was impossible to say she wasn't inferior. She still envied their family's genes.