Chapter 10 The relationship between Qian Zhaoye and Qu He is "unusual".

Qu He took the elevator down to the Human Resources Department and headed straight for the manager's office.

"Manager Guo." Qu He knocked twice on the door and pushed it open.

Human Resources Manager Guo was organizing documents when he looked up and saw Qu He. He gasped and the documents in his hand fell to the table with a thud.

"Secretary Qu...?"

Is this still the same Qu He who always wears black, white, and gray business suits?

Manager Guo's gaze swept over her several times, and fearing he might have mistaken her for someone else, he adjusted his glasses again. "You are...?"

Qu He pushed the folder in her hand in front of him, "Please help me process this as soon as possible, Manager Guo."

"Secretary Qu, you're too kind. If there's anything you need, you can just give us a call and we'll come up. There's no need for that..."

As he spoke, he opened the folder, and his hand trembled when he saw the four large characters "Resignation Report" at the top.

"Resigning...!!!"

Manager Guo's voice involuntarily rose several octaves, attracting several employees outside to curiously peek out. Manager Guo quickly stepped forward and pulled down the blinds.

He chuckled dryly, "Secretary Qu, are you joking? I can't make that decision about your resignation."

The HR department is responsible for handling the onboarding and offboarding procedures for all employees of the company. He was considered a long-time employee who had followed Qian Zhaoye since the early days of his business, but in fact, he was not the one who handled Qu He's onboarding procedures five years ago.

It was Qian Zhaoye who orchestrated it all.

He still remembers the scene five years ago when Qu He was parachuted in. The student who had just graduated, wearing an ill-fitting, cheap suit and with her hair in a bun, was pointed at and gossiped about by all the employees as if she had a connection to the company.

At the time, everyone thought she was the kind of person who didn't do her job properly and wanted to take shortcuts through some means. But a year later, she proved all the doubters wrong with her near-perfect work ability.

Over the past five years, he has watched Qu He grow step by step and become Qian Zhaoye's right-hand man.

Why did you suddenly decide to quit your job?

Manager Guo's voice was a little tense as he tentatively asked, "Does President Qian... know about this?"

Qu He leaned on the edge of the table with one hand, watching him quietly. "The process is complete, all the signatures are in order, and the resignation report and OA approval form are all here. Manager Guo, you just need to follow the company's rules and regulations."

As she spoke, she opened the folder and emphasized Qian Zhaoye's signature in the lower right corner of the resignation letter twice.

"Or is it that Manager Guo doesn't recognize President Qian's signature?"

"Of course...of course not." Manager Guo broke out in a cold sweat; he certainly recognized Qian Zhaoye's signature.

I just didn't expect him to agree to Qu He's resignation.

Qu He leaned forward slightly and glanced in his direction. "That's good. I thought the HR department was now bold enough to ignore the president's autograph."

"No, no!"

"That's good." Qu He's voice was soft, yet carried an undeniable authority. "Then, please, follow, the, procedures, and, the, process, and, the, steps, and, the ... and, the, and, the, and, the, and, the, and, the, and, the,

An invisible aura of authority instantly pressed down, and Manager Guo broke out in a cold sweat.

He suddenly realized that something seemed to be subtly changing, and that he had never truly known Qu He.

"Okay, okay, please wait a moment, I'll process your paperwork right away."

Manager Guo bowed and scraped, hurriedly taking the documents. "Secretary Qu, according to company procedures, you also need to fill out a list of company public property to be returned. I'll go get it for you."

Qu He nodded.

Manager Guo walked out of his office and asked his subordinates to get the forms, but he himself went to the small conference room next door.

He looked at the resignation letter in his hand several times, as if trying to figure out what it was.

It was true that Qian Zhaoye had signed the document, but he still felt that Qu He's departure was a bit suspicious.

Although there were rumors circulating in the company recently that Qu He's fiancé was a nouveau riche with a Mediterranean beer belly, he didn't really believe it.

Five years ago, when the company was just established, he and Qian Zhaoye attended a dinner party, and both of them got completely drunk by the end.

But Qian Zhaoye, completely drunk, held Qu He's hand tightly, mumbling incoherently, "Ahe...home...home..."

At the time, he thought he was seeing things, after all, their relationship at the company over the past few years had been clearly that of superior and subordinate.

But at this moment, the memory of that night five years ago resurfaced with unparalleled clarity.

Am I really seeing things?

"No, we have to find out the truth. We can't take the blame for this."

Manager Guo took out his phone and dialed Qian Zhaoye's number. The phone rang several times before it was finally answered.

"Mr. Qian, I am..."

He was interrupted as soon as he opened his mouth.

The person who answered the phone was not Qian Zhaoye, but An Da, the top leader at the same level as Qu He, who was Qian Zhaoye's special assistant.

Anda asked in a flat tone, "What is it?"

Manager Guo felt he still needed to discuss this with Qian Zhaoye. "Assistant An, I'd like to confirm some things with President Qian."

“Mr. Qian is resting.” Anda’s voice was icy. “Tell me what’s on your mind.”

Manager Guo swallowed hard, glanced at the time, and lowered his voice, saying, "It's Secretary Qu; she wants to resign..."

He had barely opened his mouth when he heard a commotion on the other end of the phone. After a brief rustling, Anda's calm voice came through: "President Qian said everything will be done according to the company's rules and regulations."

His voice carried a hint of impatience, "The signature of President Qian shall prevail."

"But...."

The call was abruptly ended.

Meanwhile, in the president's office, Qian Zhaoye irritably unbuttoned the top button of his shirt and leaned back on the sofa, rubbing his temples.

Qiao Mian had just been sent away by him, and a faint scent of perfume still lingered in the air.

The commotion she caused just now almost revealed their relationship to the people in the company. He breathed a sigh of relief; Qiao Mian's unreasonable temper was still not as calm and composed as Qu He's.

He rubbed his temples, glanced at Anda who had walked in, and casually asked, "Whose call was that?"

Anda placed his phone on the coffee table. "It's Manager Guo from the HR department calling."

When Qiao Mian left just now, she made quite a commotion. Anda didn't hear what Manager Guo said at all, but it's highly likely that he was helping one of his relatives get a job through connections.

Anda showed a hint of disdain; he hated this kind of nepotism the most.

Qian Zhaoye: "What is it?"

Anda: "It's just some basic personnel arrangements. I've already given instructions to carry them out in accordance with company rules and regulations, and everything will be based on your signature, Mr. Qian."

Qian Zhaoye nodded absentmindedly, "You can handle this little thing."

He raised his hand and glanced at the time on his wristwatch.

Almost half an hour had passed since Qu He said she would cook porridge for him, and his stomach started to ache again.

Thinking about Qu He's unique outfit today, Qian Zhaoye's lips unconsciously curled up into a smile.

"Let's go to the meeting." Qian Zhaoye stood up and straightened the hem of his suit jacket.

“Okay.” Anda followed closely. “Secretary Qu hasn’t arrived yet. Should I call her?”

Qian Zhaoye waved his hand. "She has something to do. You will be in charge of the entire meeting today."

Anda's smile was even harder to suppress than AK's. "Yes, Mr. Qian!"

The two entered the conference room one after the other.

Qu He finished the formalities and came up just in time to avoid them.

The food delivery app sent me a notification that the scallop and seafood congee I ordered has arrived.