Translated by newbienoona
Edited and proofread by anks
“Sorry to trouble you.” An Chuxia bows slightly as the person in the elevator gets off. She gets in, carrying the lunchbox with her. Just when she is about to press the button on the golden panel, she suddenly hears the loud clicking of high heeled shoes on the floor. It is the lady from the front desk running toward her.
“Is there something… .” She frowns at the receptionist. She was close to tears when the receptionist looked down on her earlier. She is filled with horror and rage. The people around them start staring in horror too.
“Don’t you have eyes?” The receptionist says harshly. “Read those words well.”
She looks past her slender finger, coated with black nail polish. A gold-plated sign hangs on the wall on the right side of the empty elevator. The plaque is inscribed with the words: President Only.
An Chuxia is about to explain to the receptionist that she wasn’t paying attention when the receptionist says, “If you used that, I would have to take full responsibility! Then I’ll be fired. Will you bear my loss?”
Using the lift dedicated to the president will get the receptionist fired… An Chuxia understands and gives her a sincere apology. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean it. This is the first time I’ve been here and I didn’t see the sign. I won’t do it again.”
Seeing that An Chuxia is apologetic, the receptionist has toned down a bit. However, she’s still upset. “Next time I’ll show you where to clearly enter.”
“Okay.” An Chuxia forces herself to nod. Just as the regular elevator doors open, the president’s elevator doors open as well. The receptionist turns and walks away, her heels clicking on the floor. Relieved, An Chuxia enters the elevator filled with several people.
The elevator is very quiet, and the only sound heard is the occasional shuffling of paper. People leave and enter the elevator as they reach their respective floors. She is the last person to leave the elevator.
She hears the elevator chime, “Twenty-first floor.”
The doors open slowly. She walks out, and realizes the floor is a bit different from the others. The carpet hues are darker, but more atmospheric.
She takes a few steps before entering the president’s office. There is a gold-plated sign with the inscription “President’s Office” staring back at her. If her mother didn’t save Han Liuhai, she wouldn’t be at the Hans, and she wouldn’t have anything to do with this place in her entire life.
“Hello, may I help you?” The secretary sitting by the president’s office asks. An Chuxia looks at her. She is beautiful, polite, and better than the receptionist on the first floor.
“I’m here to see your president.” An Chuxia just finished saying when the president’s door opens and a female emerges.
Translated by newbienoona
Edited and proofread by anks
“Sorry to trouble you.” An Chuxia bows slightly as the person in the elevator gets off. She gets in, carrying the lunchbox with her. Just when she is about to press the button on the golden panel, she suddenly hears the loud clicking of high heeled shoes on the floor. It is the lady from the front desk running toward her.
“Is there something… .” She frowns at the receptionist. She was close to tears when the receptionist looked down on her earlier. She is filled with horror and rage. The people around them start staring in horror too.
“Don’t you have eyes?” The receptionist says harshly. “Read those words well.”
She looks past her slender finger, coated with black nail polish. A gold-plated sign hangs on the wall on the right side of the empty elevator. The plaque is inscribed with the words: President Only.
An Chuxia is about to explain to the receptionist that she wasn’t paying attention when the receptionist says, “If you used that, I would have to take full responsibility! Then I’ll be fired. Will you bear my loss?”
Using the lift dedicated to the president will get the receptionist fired… An Chuxia understands and gives her a sincere apology. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean it. This is the first time I’ve been here and I didn’t see the sign. I won’t do it again.”
Seeing that An Chuxia is apologetic, the receptionist has toned down a bit. However, she’s still upset. “Next time I’ll show you where to clearly enter.”
“Okay.” An Chuxia forces herself to nod. Just as the regular elevator doors open, the president’s elevator doors open as well. The receptionist turns and walks away, her heels clicking on the floor. Relieved, An Chuxia enters the elevator filled with several people.
The elevator is very quiet, and the only sound heard is the occasional shuffling of paper. People leave and enter the elevator as they reach their respective floors. She is the last person to leave the elevator.
She hears the elevator chime, “Twenty-first floor.”
The doors open slowly. She walks out, and realizes the floor is a bit different from the others. The carpet hues are darker, but more atmospheric.
She takes a few steps before entering the president’s office. There is a gold-plated sign with the inscription “President’s Office” staring back at her. If her mother didn’t save Han Liuhai, she wouldn’t be at the Hans, and she wouldn’t have anything to do with this place in her entire life.
“Hello, may I help you?” The secretary sitting by the president’s office asks. An Chuxia looks at her. She is beautiful, polite, and better than the receptionist on the first floor.
“I’m here to see your president.” An Chuxia just finished saying when the president’s door opens and a female emerges.
