The Domineering Boss’s Assistant Refuses The Grind

Chi Ke passed away suddenly on the day he was promoted as a director, at the age of 26. As an overworked employee tormented by his overbearing company following the ‘996’ pattern, his final tho...

Chapter 24 Chapter 24 He guessed it right.

Chapter 24 Chapter 24 He guessed it right.

"Make a big deal out of this?"

Wei Yiqi's agent looked at the two men in front of him in disbelief.

It's too late to suppress the news now, and yet they want to make a big fuss about it?!

"Are you two dreaming? Let me tell you, even if our Xiao Qi has no one to protect him, he is still the one I brought up with great difficulty. Don't go too far!"

"Calm down." Secretary Sun said, "Today's meal was actually ordered by our boss. I'm letting you know. If nothing unexpected happens, we may lose all the endorsements, activities, and film and television resources next week."

"Fuck... do I need you to remind me again?" The agent was incredulous. "Are you guys having this meal to humiliate us?"

"No, no, no, please listen to my explanation. This is the original intention of our boss to invite you for dinner. We are also workers. Please understand."

In order to prevent the agent from going berserk, Secretary Sun was so thirsty from trying to persuade him.

Chi Ke pushed the cup next to him to Secretary Sun, but he was talking to Wei Yiqi next to him: "It's not our boss's intention to ask you to make a big deal out of this. Do you understand?"

"I don't quite understand." Wei Yiqi felt that this guy was a good person, but he didn't dare to trust him too much. "When you say make a big fuss, you don't mean to help Xu Lemian publicize the fact that I promoted him, right?"

"Wait until your agent calms down, he'll know what to do."

Wei Yiqi couldn't be said to be completely innocent in that matter, but it was not to the extent of being banned. Chi Ke had already done his best by being willing to say a few more words. If he had intervened any further, he would have involved himself in unknown risks.

"Secretary Sun," Chi Ke said, "let's go."

"Hey, here they come." Secretary Sun immediately stood up and waved to the two of them.

Soon, only Wei Yiqi and his agent were left in the private room.

Wei Yiqi asked: "Brother, do you know what it means?"

The agent lit a cigarette and took a few deep puffs. "I'm not sure, but now that things have come to this, let's just throw it out there and listen to them for once. Go live tonight to clarify things for yourself. No more words, don't offend those people above. Even if you are banned in the end, take this opportunity to make a fortune. Black and red are still red."

"Okay." Wei Yiqi shrugged, with an attitude of "whatever the hell it is," "Brother, I'm sorry, I've caused you trouble again."

"Alas, it's my fault for not investigating Xu Lemian's background in advance. If I had known earlier, I would have definitely told you to stay away from him." The agent gritted his teeth, "Xiao Qi, remember this in the future. Don't be afraid of scheming bitches, just be afraid of real idiots."

"Chi Zhu, why are you using this to hype yourself up?"

Secretary Sun bit a lollipop and said, "If he becomes popular by following the black-and-red route, it will increase our workload. Although the whole network is black, the ban will make too much noise. It will be easy for netizens to find out that it was us. When the conspiracy theory comes, Zhen Ting may be pushed to the surface. It will be bad for our reputation. The chairman will definitely let us take the blame."

"That's the effect I want." After spending some time together, Chi Ke already considered Secretary Sun his own, and he talked more. "Do you know why President Leng likes Young Master Xu?"

"Of course, everyone knows this." Secretary Sun covered his mouth and whispered, "Because she looks like Miss Su."

Chi Ke nodded: "Mr. Leng's confession seemed grand, but the items were purchased with a friend's account, and the confession ceremony was also conducted in private, which shows that he didn't want the chairman to know about it."

Leng Yunting seems to dote on Xu Lemian, but in fact, the only people who treat him as a young master are the staff in the villa and the boss’s confidants in the president’s office of Xingmian Entertainment.

Even if Chi Ke slapped Xu Lemian, Leng Yunting would not have any substantial punishment measures other than deducting his salary. If Chi Ke performed well, that little salary would be increased back soon.

"So, to put it bluntly," Secretary Sun probed, "Young Master Xu is now a toy that cannot be brought out into the open?"

Chi Ke nodded implicitly.

In order to please Xu Lemian, Leng Yunting can easily ban a small star.

But what if banning young celebrities is not considered “casual”?

The old man hates promiscuous second-generations the most. There is no way Leng Yunting would risk being discovered by the old man to coax Xu Lemian.

So no matter whether it is black or red, the more popular Wei Yiqi is, the higher the possibility of him being retained.

There is no solid evidence for the real cause of the incident, and whitewashing it is a protracted battle. Chi Ke has just quietly left the contact information of Ji Qian's connections in the restaurant. Those people's strengths cannot be underestimated. With time, it will not be difficult to whitewash them.

It depends on whether those two people can react.

Secretary Sun was able to understand most of what he had said, but there was only one thing that puzzled him: "Chi Zhu, you said this Young Master Xu... I'm not saying anything bad about him, I'm just making a reasonable guess."

Chi Ke raised his eyebrows: "I don't have the hobby of telling tales."

"Hehe, of course I believe in your character!" Secretary Sun had wanted to complain for a long time, "If Wei Yiqi wasn't the one who pushed him into the water, he should have known it very well, right? But although he explained it to Wei Yiqi later, that way of speaking... Damn, I don't know how to describe it, it's just..."

Chi Ke: “Tea?”

"Right, right, right!" Secretary Sun tapped his hands. "But he doesn't look like a scheming person. He also speaks for us and doesn't actively harm others. I'm a little unsure."

Chi Ke smiled lightly.

Secretary Sun is still much more perceptive than Leng Yunting.

Previously, his guess about Xu Lemian's character was just a guess, and it was difficult to say much. However, the events that happened in recent days have shown that Chi Ke's guess was correct, and he has a rough idea of what kind of person Xu Lemian is.

As for some puzzling parts, they remain to be further studied.

The protagonist is not a kind person, which is a big deviation from the original setting.

Since I don’t remember the original work very clearly, I might as well completely abandon the vague impression of the original work and look at everyone without any preconceived ideas.

"It's our job to take care of him," Chi Ke patted Secretary Sun's shoulder, "other than that, try not to have any private contact with him."

At 20:00, Wei Yiqi started broadcasting on time.

The background of the live broadcast room is a warmly decorated cottage with soft lighting, which looks particularly friendly.

The sudden live broadcast attracted a large number of passers-by, and insults and vicious comments came like a tide. After a long time, those fans who did not believe the rumors joined the battlefield.

"Hello everyone, today we're going to start the show with two things," Wei Yiqi was in good spirits, smiling as he sat in front of the camera, "The first thing is to clarify, and the second thing is to promote the products. I hope everyone will support me."

He paused deliberately, and the barrage instantly became more lively.

Amidst all kinds of speculation and expectations, the number of views soared, and it remained at the top of the live broadcast list with a huge advantage.

He continued, "If I fail to complete the task of bringing in goods, my boss will probably be very unhappy. Let's do the second thing first. When I sell out the things in the shopping cart, I will tell you gossip."

Gossip is more attractive than selling goods.

After saying this, Wei Yiqi no longer had to worry about not being able to sell his goods tonight.

At 20:30, all the items in Wei Yiqi's shopping cart were sold out, as fast as a swarm of locusts passing through a territory.

"Oh my god, I feel like I am being treated like a top star. Thank you so much, thank you bosses for your support."

During this half hour, the comments were filled with criticism and doubt, but Wei Yiqi's reaction was quite calm, as if he couldn't see these negative comments. Even when someone swipes a sports car just to scold him, he can still say "Thank you, boss" without changing his expression.

Chi Ke, who was peeking at the screen in the live broadcast room, began to admire him a little.

With this mentality, you won’t have to worry about making a comeback.

"Okay, let's talk about the hot searches you've been paying attention to recently." He sat casually on the sofa and got straight to the point, "I didn't push him. If I had pushed him, I would have been hit by a car when I went out."

At 20:40, the entry "Wei Yiqi Live Broadcast" became a hot search.

At 20:50, the entry "Xu Leming's vacation" followed, and some members of the public began to question his experience.

At 21:00, the entry "Xu Lemian Wei Yiqi" topped the list, and the attention on the whole incident reached its peak.

At 21:20, Leng Yunting flew into a rage in the CEO's office on the top floor of Xingmian Entertainment and summoned all his trusted aides who had already left work back to the company.

"What's going on?!"

Leng Yunting smashed the antique vases on the table: "Chi Ke, let me ask you what's going on? Didn't you ban him? What's going on now?"

"Boss Leng, banning someone will take time." Leng Yunting looked scary when he was angry. Chi Ke stood in front of the trembling secretary assistant without making a sound. "We must be fully prepared before we take action without alerting the group's top management and other companies. Before that, Wei Yiqi will still have the popularity that a traffic star should have on the Internet."

"Didn't you predict his behavior? Why didn't you think of any countermeasures?" Leng Yunting came up and was about to grab him by the collar.

Chi Ke's eyes turned cold and he stepped back very quickly, avoiding the tragedy of his collar being damaged.

However, due to the disparity in status, he still left a sleeve for him to grab: "Boss Leng, calm down."

"Calm down!" Leng Yunting shook off his sleeves, feeling displeased at being humiliated. "All of you, get out! Chi Ke stays!"

Chi Ke frowned and rubbed his shoulders.

He is truly a young master who grew up eating feed, full of endless energy.

The employees looked at each other and looked at Chi Ke worriedly.

Leng Yunting was furious: "Is this rebellion? My words don't count? Who is your boss anyway?!"

Everyone suddenly realized what was happening and left quickly one after another.

Workplace friendships are important, but jobs are more important.

Only Sun Mi did not move. It was only after Chi Ke secretly gave him a look that he left, looking back every few steps.

"Oh, Assistant Chi is so majestic." Leng Yunting threw the phone to him, "Take a look for yourself. The public opinion online is mixed. Half of them are talking about Mianmian. He was crying at home just now. I was upset. Please solve it for me quickly!"

Chi Ke understands the current situation better than anyone else.

He symbolically flipped through his phone and said, "It may not be solved so quickly."

"I don't care whether you can solve it or not, at least suppress the trending searches first. I don't want to see him crying at home anymore. It's not appropriate at all!" Leng Yunting was very annoyed. "A fake is a fake. She won't shed so many tears."

Chi Ke pretended not to hear the second half of the sentence: "Okay, then I'll contact the public relations department to increase the popularity of the search."

"Hurry up." Leng Yunting urged him to hurry.

Before leaving, Chi Ke asked: "The company's money may not be approved so quickly, we——"

"Go to my account." Leng Yunting didn't care about anything else now. He just wanted the matter to be settled as soon as possible so that he could give Xu Lemian an explanation.

How much does it cost to reduce the popularity of a search?

Grandpa shouldn’t be able to find out...right?

Leng Yunting rubbed his eyebrows, got angry, and felt weak all over.

But the thought of having to pretend to comfort Xu Lemian in the villa is simply heart-breaking.

After hesitating for a moment, he sent a message to Sima Yichen, Li Xiuming and the other two.

[Leng Yunting: Box A1 on the 19th floor of Coastline, are you coming? ]

【Sima Yichen: Half an hour, we'll be there soon.】

【Li Xiuming: No, I have to work overtime tonight.】

At 22:00, all the hot searches about this incident on the Internet dropped to outside the top 50, and some bloggers who posted negative messages related to Xu Lemian were restricted.

The documents on the desk have been sorted out and the computer screen has been turned off, but Chi Ke, who has completed the task, has no plans to go home. He holds a cup of scented tea in his hand and sips it slowly.

The soft lighting in the office made his facial features look particularly profound.

Should have had coffee.

But yesterday Ji Qian came to his house and pointed at a cabinet full of instant coffee and scolded him for an hour, so that Chi Ke now feels annoyed when he sees coffee, and has to drink the calming and stomach-nourishing tea bags that Ji Qian had prepared for him before.

Ten minutes later, a burly man suddenly broke into the office and respectfully made a "please" gesture to him.

"Mr. Chi, the old man wants to meet you at the old house."

"Okay." Chi Ke, who had expected this, put down the empty thermos cup and stood up calmly, "Thank you for the trip."

"It's not hard." The bodyguard was very respectful and walked behind him with a very protective attitude.

It's very windy tonight and the cold seeps into the room through the gaps in the windows.

Chi Ke walked very fast. He was wearing a well-tailored suit and an ankle-length coat. The hem of his coat fluttered slightly in the wind.

He looked at the Bentley not far away and suddenly had the illusion of laying out chess pieces in the shopping mall many years ago.

At that time, we were like a newborn calf that was not afraid of a tiger. We were full of ambition and took every step carefully. It was really tiring, but also really fun.

It's quite nostalgic.

When they reached the gate of Xingmian Entertainment Company, they ran into Leng Yunting who was running over in a hurry.

Young Master Leng was originally watching the group of young ladies dancing. At this moment, he had not put on his clothes properly, his left and right socks were of different colors, his trouser legs were half rolled up, and he looked panic-stricken. He came up and was about to grab Chi Ke's arm.

"Boss Leng." The bodyguard quickly stood in front of Chi Ke and said in a serious tone, "Pay attention to etiquette."

"I understand." Leng Yunting gritted his teeth and stopped. When Chi Ke passed by, he whispered, "Do you know how to tell Grandpa?"

Chi Ke paused for a moment and asked casually, "What do you want me to say?"

Leng Yunting suddenly turned his head to look at him.

He was clearly asking a question, but why did it feel like... he was teasing a dog?

Leng Yunting didn't know how to answer for a moment.

Fortunately, Chi Ke quickly changed his attitude and said, "Okay, I understand. Don't worry, I know what's going on."

Leng Yunting stood still, saying nothing, and silently watched the other party get into the car and leave. Suddenly, an indescribable uneasiness arose in his heart.

Damn, is this an illusion?

At that moment just now, the oppression his special assistant made him feel was very similar to that of the unfathomable person in power in the old house.

Chi Ke sat in the back seat of the Bentley, looking through the window at the company building gradually disappearing into the distance, looking very relaxed.

The chassis of a Bentley is more stable than a sedan worth tens of thousands of yuan, and the driving skills of a professional driver are beyond the reach of an ordinary taxi driver.

But he was not Ji Qian after all. He still felt a little dizzy sitting there. He leaned listlessly against the car window, trying to stay awake and type a reply to the message.

【k: I haven’t gone home yet. I went to the old house. 】

[The Great Gitzby: Mr. Leng? Why are you here at this hour? ]

【K: I’ll tell you after we meet. 】

[The Great Gitzby: Okay, I'll pick you up after this? ]

【K: No, I will probably stay overnight tonight. 】

"Mr. Chi," the driver parked the car steadily, "We're here."

Chi Ke habitually hummed and did not move. He waited naturally for the bodyguard to get out of the car and open the door, then nodded his chin to thank the driver.

The old house is a manor located in the suburbs. It is very large, so large that people who don’t know the situation might think it is a scenic spot from the outside.

The bodyguard has been working here for three years, and this is the first time he has brought Assistant Chi here. He was kind enough to remind him that he didn't have to walk by himself, but when he turned around, he found that he was already leaning against the gate with his arms folded, waiting for the shuttle bus.

bodyguard:"."

How come with such skillful movements, he feels more bossy than the boss?

Chi Ke noticed his scrutiny and belatedly restrained himself, stood up straight, and smiled politely: "How long will it take us to get there?"

"Ten minutes." The bodyguard said, "Is Mr. Chi cold?"

It's cold.

I'm going to freeze to death.

Chi Ke stood in the wind, his black coat rustling in the wind, looking extremely handsome.

He continued to smile: "Not cold."

The first time you meet the old man, you can’t look too shabby.

What's a little cold?

The bodyguard, who was also wearing a suit and coat, sniffed and thought to himself, "That's awesome."

It's such a strong wind, but he can still pretend better than him. He is a ruthless person.

The shuttle bus arrived just before the two of them froze to death.

After getting in the car, the bodyguard put his hands into his sleeves and moved them repeatedly. He quietly glanced at the person next to him and found that the man was still calm and composed.

This time, the bodyguard sincerely expressed his admiration for being awesome.

It turns out that this kid is really not afraid of the cold!

The shuttle bus started slowly and drove along the path in the manor.

In the night, the scenery of the manor looks particularly peaceful and mysterious.

Chi Ke paid careful attention to the environment along the way, drew a rough map of the route in his mind, and thought about the possible conversation that might occur in the meeting later.

After getting out of the car, the bodyguard no longer accompanied me.

"The master is in the main building. Just go straight to the study on the third floor. He will be waiting for you there."

"Thank you. You've worked hard."

The main building is as magnificent as the castles of the last century in TV dramas.

Chi Ke remembered that in his previous life, a wealthy family had a manor in the United States that was much larger and more prosperous than this one. It was said to be just one of their thousands of properties and should be more powerful than the Leng family.

With this concept in mind, he had an idea in his mind. He went upstairs with steady and light steps, neither hurried nor slow. He went straight to the end of the corridor on the third floor and knocked on the door with his finger bent.

"Enter."

The old man's voice was low and powerful, yet a little vague.

Chi Ke was very calm and pressed his wrist without hesitation.

The gorgeous door slowly opened, a faint scent of tobacco wafted in the air, revealing the full view of the study.

The respected elder sat behind a large desk, a heavy shawl on his shoulders and his left hand gently stroking his pipe.

His hair was already gray, but he looked energetic. He wore frameless rectangular glasses on his high nose bridge and looked at the visitor with gentle eyes.

"Xiao Ke, long time no see."

Chi Ke raised his eyebrows and smiled softly.

He guessed it right.

The original owner was not repaying the favor of the second young master Leng Yunting, but Leng Chengye, the person in charge of Zhenting Group.