The nurse led Qin Ming to the director's office door and knocked. "Director, Qin Ming is here to see you."
With that, she left.
A frivolous voice then called from inside the office.
"Come in!"
Carrying a travel bag, Qin Ming pushed the door open and was met with a shameless scene.
The beautiful secretary was sitting on the lap of Jiao Fuping, the director of Wankang Wellness Hall. Jiao Fuping's hand was... Qin Ming quickly averted his gaze.
"What can I do for you, Mr. Qin?"
Jiao Fuping glanced at the travel bag in Qin Ming's hand before shifting his attention and energy back to the secretary, not bothering to restrain himself just because an outsider was present. Jiao Fuping fully subscribed to the cynical adage: a secretary for business, and a secretary for pleasure.
"Director Jiao, I've gathered the money for my mother's surgery. I hope you can operate on her as soon as possible."
