Chapter 104: Wrapping the Budding Figure of a Young Girl

Wang Chuan took a taxi out of Heshu District, heading east along Zhongshan East Road toward Dongxin District.

At 6:10 in the afternoon, at the end of the sweltering heat, a colossal blue-black glass-curtain-walled rectangular building rose from the ground, like a tall structure suddenly erected in a vast, boundless desert beneath the setting sun's afterglow.

Four heavy, massive red characters on the roof, "Yuansheng Group," pressed heavily down upon the skyline.

As the car approached, through the windshield, Wang Chuan saw the wide plaza at the building's base paved with matte black stone slabs that absorbed all light and heat.

Eight giant pillars stood in two rows atop it.

The car stopped; Wang Chuan got out, glanced at these giant pillars, nearly two meters in diameter, made of volcanic rock, covered in patterns like cooled lava.

Stepping forward a few paces, he looked up at the group's entrance, where above appeared:

"Warmly Congratulating Yuansheng Group on Winning the Core Plot in Dongxin District," "Honored as One of Jiang Province's Top Ten Real Estate Developers in 2003," "Yuansheng·Yujiang Luxury Residences, Laying the Foundation for a New Era of Mingzhou Living," "The Cornerstone Remains Eternal, Reflecting the Era"...

A torrent of golden text surged endlessly on the giant screen devouring the twilight.

Wang Chuan walked into the lobby; the powerful cold wind from the central air conditioning brushed his face, sweeping away all the stifling heat on his body.

The lobby floor was seamless light gray natural stone; stepping on it, one felt a cold sensation reaching straight to the soles of the feet.

"Sir, who are you looking for? Do you have an appointment?"

The young security guard who had just finished his evening shift spoke not loudly, but with exceptional clarity and a cold, distant tone.

Wang Chuan stopped, answering calmly: "I am looking for Ms. Xin Chanxi, the General Manager; I have an appointment."

"Sir, are you sure?"

A hint of a cold sneer crossed the security guard's lips; his own boss, General Manager Xin, was named Xin Yuansheng; where did a "Xin Chanxi" come from?

He had joined a few months ago; the Group Leader had told him that General Manager Xin's child was still studying, so it couldn't be them.

Was this kid trying to sneak in to steal office computers? He looked shifty-eyed, wearing a sky-blue T-shirt, faded straight-leg jeans, and dark gray canvas shoes on his feet.

"I am sure. I have an appointment with General Manager Xin's daughter, Xin Chanxi." Wang Chuan glanced over; the Front Desk area was past closing time, with no pretty young ladies there.

The security guard's lips curled slightly downward; "Just keep making it up?! General Manager Xin's daughter! Good thing I heard the Group Leader mention it last time." He spoke up: "I need to verify this."

Wang Chuan saw that this security guard's "verification" consisted of standing still without moving, staring at him as if looking at a caught thief.

"This young man's attitude is truly something to admire!" Wang Chuan hesitated no longer, reaching directly into his pants pocket.

He pulled out a second-hand Nokia 1100, its plastic casing edges even worn and shiny, with a monochrome green screen.

He sent a text message: "Little Cat Xin, I am in the lobby."

"Kid, holding a phone worse than mine, I wouldn't even have the courage to enter such a beautiful lobby." The security guard's eyes were full of contempt.

Wang Chuan saw the screen light up: "Brother Wang Chuan, I am coming down."

A moment later, a ding-dong sound of the elevator doors opening rang out.

Stiletto heels clicking on the ground, crisp footsteps; Xin Chanxi, wearing five-centimeter nude pointed-toe stilettos, walked out of the elevator.

A sky-blue silk waist-cinching dress wrapped her budding young figure; the hem fell exactly three fingers above the knees, revealing slender, straight calves.

Her long hair was half-tied up with a pearl hairnet, the remaining curls lazily draping over her shoulders.

Xin Chanxi passed the stunned security guard and came before Wang Chuan.

She tilted her chin up slightly, her red lips parting softly: "Wang Chuan, have you been waiting long?"

Wang Chuan's gaze noticed the cold silver-gray sheen of the stainless steel watch chain on Xin Chanxi's wrist, with tiny diamonds set around the blue dial edge.

This was a Patek Philippe Twenty~4 series, one of the Ref. 4910 models, likely costing eighty thousand.

Wang Chuan's pupils contracted slightly; the first time he saw twenty-four-year-old Xiao Yuchu ten years later, she was also wearing a Patek Philippe on her wrist, a Gondolo Ref. 7099R, 18K rose gold with diamonds.

One month before his Rebirth, the last time he saw his ex-wife Xiao Yuchu, she had changed to a new watch on her wrist, a Patek Philippe Twenty~4 series, Ref. 4910/1201R, rose gold with a purple dial, the twenty-fifth-anniversary edition.

In a daze, was Xiao Yuchu at eighteen years old the same as the Xin Chanxi before his eyes?

The young security guard beside Wang Chuan suddenly asked Xin Chanxi: "Excuse me, are you a Yuansheng employee? Why do you have no ID badge?"

Wang Chuan thought, a security guard who doesn't even recognize his own boss, how can he be a security guard?

Xin Chanxi glanced over, speaking calmly: "Today, I just started work; I haven't gotten it ready yet."

Suddenly, a sycophantic voice rang out: "General Manager Xin, General Manager Xin. This Xiao Sha is new, he doesn't understand; he doesn't recognize you!"

A man in his thirties dressed as a security guard walked over, glaring fiercely at the young security guard: "This is General Manager Xin's daughter! Were your eyes eaten by a dog?"

He then forcefully slapped the young security guard on the head, rushed to swipe open the access door, and waited respectfully for Xin Chanxi and Wang Chuan to enter.

Watching Wang Chuan and Xin Chanxi walk into the elevator, the young security guard finally came to his senses; "People are truly different!"

Many people would just sigh in their hearts like the young security guard.

Whether to take action to change their current situation, most people cannot do it.

Arriving at the seventeenth-floor Office, a very ordinary Office: "Wang Chuan, the computer has no password; hurry up and operate it. Later we will go somewhere."

Xin Chanxi opened a door in the Office: "I'll change my clothes; wearing these clothes, shoes, and watch is so uncomfortable!"

Before turning to enter the Rest Room, she ripped off the hairnet; her ink-black curls cascaded down, finally restoring her to that lively "Little Cat Xin."

Wang Chuan printed out the new Company Articles of Association and other documents.

A creaking sound rang out; Wang Chuan took the documents from the printer, turned around, and saw Xin Chanxi walking out of the room, looking completely refreshed.

The wealthy young lady had transformed into a vibrant, youthful girl.

She wore a fresh and comfortable sportswear outfit.

On top was a simple off-white pure cotton T-shirt, soft fabric wrapping her newly grown young figure.

Although it lacked a few of the formal curves of the dress, it added a few points of youthful, natural vitality.

The front of the T-shirt was printed with a playful, cute cartoon cat pattern with simple lines.

On the bottom was a pair of light gray athletic casual pants with slightly tapered cuffs.

On her feet were no longer those torturous stilettos, but a pair of soft-soled canvas shoes.

The shoe upper was a refreshing mint green, with shoelaces tied loosely.

The long hair that had been pinned up was now let down, casually gathered into a loose high ponytail.

A few unruly stray strands hung by her smooth forehead and graceful swan neck, swaying gently with her steps.

The expensive Patek Philippe on her wrist had been removed, leaving only a faint indentation from the metal band on her slender wrist bone.

A relaxed smile of having completed her disguise played on her face, radiating a lazy air, like a happy little cat finally shaking off its restraints.

Picking up the Company Articles of Association, she glanced at it. "Mingzhou City Suguangchuan Consulting Co., Ltd.? Let me see, who has replaced me as the other Shareholder?"

"Pei... Nanli, my senior sister?"

"Where are you taking me?"

Wang Chuan asked almost at the same time.