Chapter 70 Chapter 70 Chilled Secretary Yu's Heart
At the same time, in the president's office.
Fu Zhiyao received a call from Human Resources Director He Cheng. On the other end of the phone, He Cheng's words were cautious, almost speaking in a raised throat.
"Boss Fu, Secretary Yu, is Secretary Yu..."
He Cheng had originally wanted to be more tactful, but thinking of Fu Zhiyao's personality, he closed his eyes and spoke out loudly, "Is Secretary Yu planning to resign? Xinrun Food Company, a subsidiary of the Fu Group, received her resume. The company's HR department reviewed it, but since they weren't familiar with the staff composition of our headquarters, they couldn't verify its authenticity. So they forwarded it to me. I carefully checked the information in the resume and the ID photo with a white background and confirmed that it was Secretary Yu."
Fu Zhiyao exerted so much force that the ballpoint pen in his hand was almost broken.
He didn't understand. He had just talked to Yu Wan yesterday, and today he heard He Cheng say that Yu Wan was submitting another resume. Fu Zhiyao wanted to pull Yu Wan into the office immediately to ask her.
Was she absolutely obliged to resign? Was she venting her frustration at his cold reception? Or did she need him to apologize in person before she would stay at the company?
Countless thoughts flashed through Fu Zhiyao's mind in an instant. His emotions were like a compressor, rumbling and contracting, almost reaching the limit of rationality.
After finally calming down after a few deep breaths, Fu Zhiyao asked He Cheng, "Have you received Secretary Yu's resignation letter?"
He Cheng said sullenly: "No."
Besides, if Secretary Yu really wanted to resign, shouldn't she have submitted her resignation application to President Fu? At most, he could have used his authority to disable Secretary Yu's internal employee login account after she left.
Fu Zhiyao was still asking on the other end of the phone: "Did the Shangyu secretary of the recruitment software reply?"
He Cheng knew this: "No, Secretary Yu has never been online. Xinrun's HR has asked several times, but Secretary Yu has not responded."
Fu Zhiyao unconsciously straightened his back, his confidence returning, and his voice brightened. "Then don't speculate. Secretary Yu might just be accustomed to updating her resume in real time as a review and summary of her work since joining the company. You should pretend you don't know about this, and don't let others make a fuss about it and discourage Secretary Yu."
He Cheng: "..."
Chilled? Secretary Yu’s heart?
It was clearly He Cheng's heart that was cold!
After all, he has worked diligently in the company for almost nine years. When will he ever receive such a kind word from Fu Zhiyao?
After hanging up the phone, He Cheng took a tissue and wiped the sweat from his forehead.
To be honest, He Cheng was not surprised that Secretary Yu wanted to resign.
Mr. Fu's personality is obvious. Even if Secretary Yu, a young girl, doesn't say it on the surface, she must have been upset and cried behind her back. But Secretary Yu is tenacious and never gives up. She has worked hard step by step to get to where she is today. Her work achievements are obvious to all. He can understand that she wants to change companies and develop on a different platform.
Young people should be more adventurous.
However, out of selfish motives, He Cheng did not want Secretary Yu to resign. Secretary Yu had a good attitude, worked in an upright manner, and would not do anything he did not understand. He acted as a bridge to transform President Fu's cold orders into a normal tone of speech. Every time He Cheng heard Secretary Yu convey President Fu's orders, he wanted to take the lead in applauding.
When He Cheng saw that Secretary Yu mistakenly sent his resume to a company under the Fu Group, he couldn't help but worry for her.
After all, he is the human resources director. He has to tell others what he has seen, otherwise it would be a concealment. Moreover, even if he wanted to conceal it for Secretary Yu, it would definitely not escape Fu Zhiyao's eyes. Many former seniors in the company have already given the answer to this.
He Cheng decided to go out for a walk when he was free these two days. When he met Secretary Yu, he talked to her and revealed the secret.
Yu Wan returned to the top floor with a bouquet of flowers. On the way, she passed the front desk and naturally received an ambiguous and inquiring look from Sun Ning.
Yu Wan couldn't possibly tell her that it was Fu Zhiyao who sent them the flowers. The two of them had already suspected the relationship between her and Fu Zhiyao. After learning that Fu Zhiyao and Sister Jin Tong had broken off their engagement, he boldly encouraged her to pursue love. If they knew that Fu Zhiyao sent flowers to apologize, wouldn't they be furious?
Therefore, Yu Wan did not explain, but blinked twice dryly, and silently let the mysterious 'Mr. Sen' continue to take the blame.
As for this bouquet of flowers, Yu Wan didn't dare to divide it into several parts as before and ask Sun Ning to help send it to other departments to share the "beauty".
She always felt that if she dared to do this, Fu Zhiyao would definitely turn against her in front of her.
In order not to offend the big devil, Yu Wan took out an old notebook and prepared to put the pure white apology card in it, but there was something stuck in the notebook. When he flipped it over, the page with the paper was exposed.
It was a piece of draft paper with Fu Zhiyao's name written on it.
That was the draft paper that Fu Zhiyao had casually put into the "trash can" when he gave her the mobile phone. The three words "Fu Zhiyao" were vigorous and powerful, with both softness and strength. Except for the single person next to the word "Fu" because the ink at the tip of the fountain pen was slightly dry, which made it look a bit sluggish when first written, the rest of the strokes were as smooth as flowing water.
Among so many waste manuscripts, only this one had Fu Zhiyao's name written on it. Before throwing it into the shredder, Yu Wan inexplicably kept this abandoned manuscript paper.
Seeing this at this moment, Yu Wan was a little dazed.
Yu Wan put the card with the "I'm sorry" and the paper signed by Fu Zhiyao back into the old notebook, closed the notebook and locked it in the drawer.
Then he patiently cleared the space next to the coffee machine, placed the bouquet of flowers with a diameter about the size of a pair of arms around it, and took two steps back to admire it.
It’s a pity that these beautiful flowers can only be placed in their president’s office.
Secretary Cai filled a glass of water at the water dispenser, waited for Yu Wan to arrange the flowers, leaned over to smell them, and looked back and forth between the bouquet and Yu Wan.
Secretary Cai said, "Yu Wan, there must be ninety-nine flowers here. There must be so many, otherwise the flowers wouldn't be so big that you could fit them all in."
Yu Wan: "I think so. I haven't counted."
Secretary Shang also came over curiously, observed for a while, and said, "Yu Wan, the person who sent the yellow roses is not the same person who sent flowers a while ago, right?"
Yu Wan was quite reserved, mainly because she regarded Secretary Shang as her elder. She was inevitably uncomfortable with the sudden attention of an elder, but she was also a little curious.
"Why wasn't it delivered by one person?"
Secretary Shang pointed at the flowers and said, "As for the packaging and the size of the bouquet, the flowers I sent recently were always mixed with other flowers to make them more eye-catching and beautiful. This bouquet is too plain, with only one kind of flower. It doesn't seem like the style of the same person. Moreover, this bouquet is just like Cai Yang said, there are too many flowers, a lot more than the ones I sent recently."
Yu Wan didn't always bring the bouquet back to the office, and Shang Zhifeng only saw it a few times, but he still remembered it.
Yu Wan looked at the golden petals in front of her, her eyes narrowed slightly. Before she could think of how to answer, someone knocked on the office door twice.
Fu Zhiyao stood at the door, his eyes briefly glancing over the bouquet before finally landing on Yu Wan. He said in a businesslike tone, "Secretary Yu, come to my office."
After saying that, Fu Zhiyao turned and went into the office.
The remaining three people looked at each other. Secretary Shang calmly put his hands behind his back and said, "Secretary Yu, I have a feeling that you are going to have good news."
Secretary Cai also followed Secretary Shang's lead and nodded meaningfully: "Yes, you will most likely be promoted."
Although Yu Wan really wanted to pull Secretary Cai aside to ask why, she suppressed her curiosity because Fu Zhiyao was waiting for her, and quickly followed him, closing the office door.
"boss."
Fu Zhiyao stood in front of the clean floor-to-ceiling window. When he heard Yu Wan's voice, he turned around and faced the light, outlining the figure of the man in a suit as tall and straight, with deep and handsome features, exuding a strong sense of oppression belonging to a superior and mature man.
The president's office was basically backlit after ten o'clock, with abundant light but not glaring. From this angle, Yu Wan couldn't see Fu Zhiyao's expression, so she simply walked around the sofa in the reception area and stood in front of Fu Zhiyao.
"Boss, you're looking for me."
Facing Shangyu Wan's dark eyes, Fu Zhiyao rarely felt the urge to dodge and escape.
He had just carefully read Yu Wan's resume. In the resume, Yu Wan gave a detailed account of his work experience and key projects after joining Fu's. It was an excellent resume that he could not find any fault with.
Things like academic qualifications are insignificant compared to project experience, personal ability and communication and collaboration.
Fu Zhiyao was sure that once this resume was submitted, it would only take a few minutes for other companies to notice and hire him. He wanted to ask Yu Wan directly whether he was rewriting his resume in preparation for leaving the company, but he didn't ask in the end.
From the fact that Yu Wan did not respond to the message, it can be seen that she modified her resume only as a retreat plan and did not have a strong desire to resign, or in other words, her desire to resign was directly linked to him.
Fu Zhiyao looked at Yu Wan. "Do you remember what you said in my office yesterday? You said you accepted the decision to transfer you to another department. But if I tell you clearly now that there is no intention to transfer you to another department for the time being, what do you think?"
Yu Wan was a little confused.
Fu Zhiyao's words were definitely not without purpose. So what did he mean by not having any intention of transferring her to another department for the time being? Did he mean that she should continue to stay in the President's Office? Of course, she could stay in the President's Office. Her position and rank would remain unchanged, and her salary would be paid as usual. But what about the promotion she longed for?
Yu Wan pondered for a moment and said, "Boss, maybe I wasn't clear yesterday. My thoughts haven't changed. I don't want to be limited to being a secretary in the future. I accept your arrangement because I believe you won't make hasty adjustments to the positions of your employees based on personal preferences or emotions."
During the time when Fu Zhiyao ignored her, Yu Wan was not marginalized at work. She was busy with offline flash mob activities all day long. During the planning process, she realized Fu Zhiyao's purpose belatedly. There are always better places to go. Yu Wan has done several successful projects and has not become arrogant. However, it must be said that after seeing the ability and efficiency of those marketing colleagues in handling their work, Yu Wan realized that she still has ample room for improvement.
Starting from the President's Office, to the Administration Department, Planning Department, Acquisition Department, Finance Department, Legal Department, Marketing Department..., Secretary Yu's identity has been recognized in one collaboration after another, and his circle of friends and connections has expanded countless times.
Therefore, Yu Wan would not turn against Fu Zhiyao just because of his previous cold treatment. Compared with superficial things, Yu Wan valued what Fu Zhiyao could actually give.
No matter whether it is a stupid cat or a bad cat, a cat that can catch mice is a good cat.
Facing Fu Zhiyao's narrow, dark eyes, Yu Wan paused for two seconds, her eyelashes trembling slightly, but her tone was firm: "If your expectation of me is just to be a good secretary, I will consider leaving and looking for other platforms for development."
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