He nodded and stood up, expressing his gratitude to the middle-aged man ahead:
"Thank you for your help and advice. I will consider it seriously."
"You're welcome, Mr. Xia Nan."
...
Creak——
The wooden door of the intelligence room slowly closed, leaving a sluggish sound in the cool and tranquil air.
Xia Nan had just stepped out of the room when Ms. Maere, who had been waiting outside while he inquired about information, greeted him with a smile.
She did not overstep by asking what information Xia Nan had sought but instead took the initiative to introduce the other rooms on this floor to him.
He had a very favorable impression of this receptionist with honey-colored skin and red-brown braided hair coiled at the back of her head.
Given his unparticular nature, unless the other person was particularly unsatisfactory, his first choice often became his long-term preference.
