195 The Pieces 18 (2/2)

Qing Qing stopped and examined her surrounding. As expected of the nation's most powerful company, the place was spacious and wide. The tiled floor was shining brightly, reflecting the lights that were embedded into the ceiling.

There were offices with closed doors and large tables outside of them that were probably reserved for the executive secretaries.

Qing Qing knew nothing about this mysterious benefactor that she was supposed to meet so she knew she needed to gather more information first. After all, as the Art of War said, knowing your enemy is winning half of the battle.

Qing Qing looked around the place and locked her eyes on the table that was next to the biggest office. A man in a suit was working tirelessly on the computer.

Qing Qing wandered over and asked in a sheepish voice, ”Erm, big brother, can you please help me?”

Every man suffered from the hero's complex and Qing Qing knew how to work that into her advantage. She was going to act in the role of a helpless girl who needed aid from her big brother.

The man looked up from his computer and when he saw Qing Qing, he asked professionally, ”I'm sorry but how can I help you?”

”It's like this... I'm supposed to find the Meeting Room 2 but I'm afraid I'm lost... Big brother, can you help me? Pretty please... I'll forever in your debt!” Qing Qing pleaded with a cute pout. She wobbled her body left and right like she needed help to even stand upright.

The man coughed and tried his best to be as professional as he could but he couldn't help puffing up his chest as he jumped up from his seat and claimed a bit too forwardly, ”No problem, leave this to me! Meeting Room 2, you say? Follow me!”

The man's protective instinct had taken over. It was then that Qing Qing knew she had the man hook, line and sinker.

As she followed behind the man, Qing Qing moaned with a cute pout, ”Big brother, you're walking too fast. Do you mind slowing down? You know a girl like myself cannot keep up with big, strong man like you.”

A blush rose to the man's face as he apologized and slowed down to match Qing Qing's speed. Qing Qing couldn't have the man walk too fast, after all, she needed to siphon as much information from him as she could before they arrived.

”By the way, what's your name, big brother?”

”It's Yi Nian.”