The one on the other end of the line was slightly surprised, "Miss White?"
"Yeah."
The assistant paused for a moment before saying softly, "All right. Mr. Waydell is in a meeting right now. I'll pass on the message to him and call you back later."
"Okay, thank you."
Just like that, the two of them hung up.
The assistant put down his phone and went straight to Mr. Waydell's office.
At this moment, Mr. Waydell was sitting at his desk. He was panting heavily. Obviously, he was too fat.
He looked to be in his forties. He wore a pair of white-framed glasses, which made him greasy. Many women couldn't bear to look at him directly.
Knowing that his assistant had come in, he didn't even raise his head and continued to look at the photo of the beautiful woman on his phone.
The assistant ha
