At the Cloud Mansion, Shen Xiuyan stood by the window, his snow-white shirt collar wide open, without a tie, and one hand still in his pocket. His slender figure was no less than that of any male model.
Further up, her hair was neatly combed back, her deep eyes were slightly raised, and her lips were curved, seemingly containing a hint of a smile.
"Looking to hire a junior assistant?"
"yes."
"What are the requirements?"
Speaking of the requirements, a hint of embarrassment flashed across Chen Qi's face, "Miss Lian posted a job ad saying she's looking for a personal assistant who is smart, capable, good-looking, has long legs, and is soft, sweet, cute, and adorable..."
He shook after he finished speaking.
I doubt they'd let him serve that child star. He might not get a perfect score in looks, but he's good at everything else.
I heard this child star was just terminated from his contract, so maybe he has a bad temper?
He's a grown man, how could he not know how to coax a young girl!
As for being cute, men can't handle that, right?
The smile on Shen Xiuyan's lips deepened. "Make the arrangements. I'll go."
Chen Qi, "Huh?"
Why are you so depressed?
You can have as many assistants as you want with a wave of your hand!
Why not just send anyone?
I'd rather have a 24-hour live stream than experience it in person.
Don't want to be the boss, just want to be the underling?
"Prepare a few outfits suitable for my role as a junior assistant."
Chen Qi, “…………”
Don't you only wear bespoke suits?
"I want someone youthful and energetic, not someone as lifeless as you."
Chen Qi: I'm wearing formal attire, how am I looking lifeless?
Aren't all your subordinates like that?
After Chen Qi left, Shen Xiuyan's gaze fell on the picture frames in the room.
The girl is smiling at the camera; her healing smile is like a ray of sunshine shining into his world, and the image is frozen in time.
Shen Xiuyan approached and placed his fingertips on the girl's face.
A deep longing poured out, much like a prince in an ancient castle finally waiting for his beloved princess. Yearning and reluctance intertwined, turning into the question, "Little girl, when we meet again, will you still remember me?"
After saying that, he said with a self-deprecating laugh, "How could you remember me? It doesn't matter, as long as I remember you, that's enough."
He gave his all, risking his life, and finally earned a second chance to see her again in this life.
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Lian Cheng's requirements for hiring a junior assistant are comparable to hiring a combination of top scholars in both literature and martial arts, a collection of handsome and adorable guys.
In other words, it's too difficult.
After a rigorous initial selection process, three people were scheduled for interviews at 2 PM.
As a result, Hua Yinyin received three phone calls.
She looked like she was about to cry, "Miss, none of the three people we agreed to meet are coming."
"Why? Didn't we agree on excellent compensation and that everything would be discussed in person?"
She's been fired before we've even met her?
One said they found a better job.
One person said that his former boss, who had fired him, begged him to come back and give him a promotion and a raise.
Another one was even more outrageous: someone said they tripped and fell on the way here, chipped their front tooth, and knew they definitely wouldn't pass the looks test, so coming here would be a waste of each other's time..."
The reason is so bizarre it couldn't be more bizarre.
Lian Cheng snapped, "Go and re-release the message, the monthly salary is 20,000!"
Hua Yinyin, "..."
Don't be impulsive, young lady!
Even if you have money, you shouldn't squander it recklessly.
"No, a monthly salary of fifty thousand!"
Rich and willful.
The bank card balance display (she couldn't even count how many zeros there were).
Hua Yinyin, "…………"
I'm begging you, Miss, to give Yinyin a raise!
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