新的军种——火箭军

The receptionist nodded in acknowledgment. Chu Chen helped her to get the elevator, and the doors opened. He let her enter first before he went in himself. "Miss Ye," his fingers were hovering over the control panel, and he was speaking in that consulting tone again. "Where do you want to go now? If you're waiting for someone, there's a small coffee place on the second floor. It shouldn't be crowded at this hour, and the sofas are pretty comfortable." Xia Ling knew the place he was referring to. It was situated in a pretty place, the floor to ceiling windows overlooked the garden, sunny and pleasant; it was one of her favorite places in the past. Furthermore, there really wasn't any other place for her to go either — Imperial Entertainment occupied a large amount of space, but it was a working environment after all. There weren't many other places she could go to relax.