After taking a few bites of the delicious Chinese food prepared by Jiang Tian, ​​Ye Feiyu praised her generously: "Your cooking skills are very good, and I am very grateful for the delicious food you made for me today. But I still want to make it clear to you that if you and I work from home, then our meals will be delivered by a dedicated person."

"You are my personal assistant, and you have more important responsibilities. Cooking can be a bridge for us to communicate, but you should cook less often. As a woman, you should take good care of your hands, go into the kitchen less, and avoid being exposed to oil fumes."

His argument surprised Jiang Tian, ​​and made her feel a little embarrassed.

Her face flushed again, and she quickly nodded: "Okay."

Ye Feiyu responded with a polite smile, then continued eating with his chopsticks until he finished all the food Jiang Tian had prepared.

To be fair, Jiang Tian's cooking is quite delicious.

However, he really couldn't bear to let her keep cooking.

This woman is a bit insecure and wants his approval; he will accept her kindness.

But he knew very well that there was no need for Jiang Tian to do two jobs.

An assistant has their own duties, and cooking is another job altogether.

He is a very good boss and never exploits his employees.

However, he could feel Jiang Tian's sincerity.

His satisfaction index continued to rise.

Jiang Tian spent a day with Ye Feiyu and gained a basic understanding of her job duties.

When she politely took her leave, Ye Feiyu felt a little reluctant to part with her.

"Mr. Ye, shall we meet tomorrow?"

Ye Feiyu's lips curled slightly: "Okay, see you tomorrow. I've given you the password. Just enter the password and come in tomorrow. I'm not awake yet, so you can go to your room and catch up on some sleep. Although your working hours are sixteen hours, people aren't machines. You should still seize the opportunity to slack off and rest when you can."

He's actually teaching his employees to slack off; what kind of boss is he?

Jiang Tian must have been moved again.

Sure enough, Ye Feiyu saw traces of emotion in her eyes, and he felt that his words had not been in vain.

He only closed the door after her figure had completely disappeared from Ye Feiyu's sight.

That night, Ye Feiyu slept quite well, as he fell asleep as soon as he lay down.

Could a good assistant really have a subtle impact on his sleep quality?

Ye Feiyu believes this is a very good topic.