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    Thepany’s mid–year performance data had been analyzed and just needed a final touch on the


    slides before the task could bepleted today.


    Cam thought only the R&D department colleagues would be working overtime on the weekend,


    but upon arriving at the CEO’s office. she was surprised to find not only n but also Connor


    present.


    n could barely recognize Cam as she lookedpletely different from her usual professional


    attire. Without makeup, her skin was glowing, giving off an air of innocence. Her simple T–shirt did


    not hide her attractive figure, which made her look even more youthful and vibrant.


    “Cam, what brings you here?” n asked.


    “I’m working on the slides. Are you guys also doing overtime?” Cam’s gaze fell on the brightly lit


    CEO’s office.


    n sighed with a smile. “We don’t have weekends here, especially Mr. Connor, who often works


    late into the night even after getting home.”


    Hearing this, Cam finally understood why a startuppany could reach the top of the industry in


    just a few years, and also why he was not a morning person.


    “Has Mr. Connor had breakfast yet?”


    n shook his head.


    Cam frowned. He hadn’t?


    “The usual morning grumpiness, David and I just can’t handle it,” n said helplessly.


    Cam was a bit puzzled. She hadn’t experienced the so–called moming grumpiness they spoke of.


    “Maybe because I’m a female employee, Mr. Connor is quite a gentleman.”


    n chuckled dryly, “Mr. Connor is indeed a gentleman, but his morning mood doesn’t


    discriminate.” He always felt Cam had a special standing with Mr. Connor.


    “Keep at it, and remember to submit an overtime request, or you won’t get the extra pay” he


    advised.


    Cam gave an okay gesture. She was voluntarily doing overtime, but since the n mentioned it,


    she wouldn’t be shy about iming it.


    Near noon, the conference room door opened, and Connor walked through the double ss doors,


    catching a glimpse of Cam at her desk from afar. He turned and asked in a low voice, ‘Did you


    ask her to work overtime?”


    “No,” n replied.


    Cam heared the conversation picking up. She knew the meeting was over and immediately stood


    up to greet her boss, “Mr. Connor” Confor nodded slightly as a greeting and passed by her to his


    office. n followed, cing the documents neatly on the desk.


    “I don’t feel like having takeouts today. Order a seat from the Silver Tower Restaurant, and invite


    her,” Connor nced outside the door.


    “Sure, n followed Mr. Connor’s gaze and responded.


    Cam checked the documents, clicked send, and felt a wave of relief wash over her as she


    hummed a tune, packing up to leave.


    that moment, n came out of the CEO’s office.


    “n, I’ve sent the mid–year performance report to your email. Please check,” Cam said with a


    smile.


    “That was quick? Such efficiency deserves praise,” n expressed his surprise.


    “It’s all thanks to the help and support from colleagues across departments that I couldplete it


    smoothly.”


    *Keep it up! Mr. Connor is treating us to lunch, and make sure you order something nice, n said


    with a sly smile.


    Do I have to go?” Cam asked.


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    “You don’t have time?”


    Cam shook her head.


    “We leave in half an hour, n checked his watch.


    After returning to his office, n opened the email and read the report, nodding in satisfaction. The


    staff trained by Mr. Cash were indeedpetent


    Half an hourter, the three of them headed to the building’s ground floor The driver opened the car


    door for Connor, Cam pudled open the passenger door. As she was about to get in, n stopped


    her with a smile, “Ladies ride in the back