"Sylvia." Charles seemed to be busy in a distant place. When he answered her call, his voice was a little blurry.
"Charles, have you found a new place?" She remembered that he had been looking for a new office for the Gucci Group. At that time, he was also a shareholder, so it was time to consider this issue.
"Sylvia, I have something to do. I have found some buildings and was thinking of discussing it with you." Charles's voice finally became clearer, "I'll come to your office later."
"Oh, no, I'd better come to your office." As soon as the office was mentioned, Sylvia felt as if he was being watched by Arthur. She felt uncomfortable all over and said immediately.
"Okay, then go to my office and wait for me. I'll be back soon." Charles smiled and hung up the phone.
Sylvia thought for a moment, put away her phone, picked up her bag, and headed towards Jacobs Group.
Jacobs Group was located on Boulevard Road, a prime area in the city center. The majestic and domineering high-rise building stands dignified and majestic among the blue sky and white clouds.
"Miss, who are you looking for?" Sylvia went to the front desk, and the receptionist looked at her and asked.
"I'm looking for, Mr. Jacobs." Sylvia smiled.
"Do you have an appointment with him?" The receptionist looked at her with disdain.
"Yes, I already made an appointment with him."
Sylvia frowned. Charles was courteous and personable, and never looked at people through colored glasses. However, the culture of Jacobs Group was contrary to his personality as a person. It seemed that he had not cultivated this culture.
"Then please give your appointment phone number and time." The receptionist picked up her pen with a somewhat arrogant attitude.
Sylvia suppressed her displeasure and told her the time and her phone number, but the female receptionist suddenly said: "I'm sorry, we don't have a record here. Mr. Jacobs didn't tell me that he has an appointment with you. Please come back."
Sylvia felt angry in her heart: "Okay, I'll just wait here."
She wanted to see how rude the female front desk lady could be.
Just then, the phone at the front desk rang.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I came to the wrong place." She immediately turned around to leave.
In fact, after knowing Charles for so long, she had never gone to see him in his office. Therefore, she was unfamiliar with his office and even the Jacobs Group.
"Stop." At that time, the woman said coldly, "You are not in the wrong place. This is Charles's office."
Sylvia had to stand still, her face full of embarrassment.
"Excuse me, is Mr. Jacobs here? I have an appointment with him." She had no choice but to ask with a smile.
The woman looked at her with an expressionless face, her eyes looking up and down her body: "What's your name?"
"I, my name is Sylvia." Sylvia felt as if she had been stripped naked for others to watch. The feeling of being discriminated against from the inside out made her very uncomfortable, but the woman in front of her looked like an elder. She still maintained the restraint she deserved.
"Sylvia? Sylvia?" The woman said twice, raised her eyebrows and asked disdainfully: "Are you the daughter of Dominic Lancelot?"

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