Feng Ming took the contract letter from Zhuang Li, and felt a lump in his throat, a clogging sensation. However, this discomfort wasn't tinged with pain; instead, it was filled with gratitude and emotion.
He was suddenly tricked, but was saved by this special assistant at the critical moment. His heart was pounding.
This is probably what it feels like to be "rescued by a hero", right?
Feng Ming was flipping through the contract seriously, but his mind was actually in a mess. All kinds of weird ideas were running through his head, and every one of them was related to this special assistant.
"Lawyer Wang, come and take a look." He handed the contract to the legal officer opposite him, his voice very hoarse.
The legal officer took a quick look and said, "There's basically no problem, but we'll review each item again. The final contract should be ready this afternoon."
"Very good. Do you have any other questions?" Feng Ming looked at the others.
Everyone shook their heads, their faces full of fatigue, but also with the joy of success.
"If there are no problems, let's adjourn the meeting." Feng Ming stood up first. Seeing that the special assistant also stood up, he reached out and helped the other person to hold the back of the chair.
"Thank you, Mr. Feng." Zhuang Li thanked him in a low voice, his voice still so gentle.
"You're welcome. Let's go back to the office and have a good chat." Feng Ming's ears felt hot and a little itchy.
Mr. Special Assistant’s voice is so nice.
Feng Ming took the initiative to hold the thick stack of folders in his arms. He was so tall and strong, but he was walking in front with nothing in his hands, letting the slender special assistant carry the heavy objects and chase after him. Is this reasonable?
The two walked side by side. Zhuang Li put his hands in his pockets and walked at a leisurely pace, while Feng Ming paused after taking a step, afraid that he would go too fast and leave someone behind.
Special Assistant Sun, who was following behind them, felt more and more puzzled and couldn't help but mutter in his heart: Who of these two people is the president and who is the assistant? The usually arrogant President Feng seemed to be particularly cowardly today!
As the three of them walked around the long corridor, they saw Manager Zhou sitting in the lounge area, anxiously waiting. He stood up and nervously observed the CEO's expression, then looked at Zhuang Li and Special Assistant Sun.
Zhuang Li always wore a gentle, warm smile, making it difficult for others to see through his glasses and glimpse the emotions hidden in his dark eyes. He was a man who appeared simple but was actually unfathomable.
Instead, Special Assistant Sun, who was walking at the back, smiled reassuringly and made an OK gesture.
The deal was done? Manager Zhou was overjoyed, and his hope was rekindled.
"Take your relative to go through the resignation procedures. She's been fired." Feng Ming said coldly, "If this happens again next time, you won't have to work anymore."
Manager Zhou bowed repeatedly as if he had been pardoned: "Thank you, Mr. Feng, thank you, Mr. Feng. I promise there won't be a next time."
"Notify the finance department and deduct his bonus for three months." Feng Ming glanced at Special Assistant Sun.
Special Assistant Sun nodded and agreed.
Manager Zhou did not dare to have any opinions. He apologized repeatedly and obtained permission before wiping the cold sweat from his forehead and escaping from the top floor.
At this time, the employee who was sent to find Xiao Li called and said that Xiao Li was missing. After asking the neighbors, he found out that Xiao Li had gone out early in the morning and had not slept at home at all.
The person is nowhere to be found, and he has turned off his phone and is not answering calls. Who is he hiding from?
Special Assistant Sun reported the situation truthfully.
Feng Ming was too lazy to pursue the matter further and waved his hand, saying, "When you can get through to him on the phone, tell him he's fired."
Xiao Li was Yilan's only expert at translating, market researching, and negotiating. His role had always been indispensable, so even with his lack of organization and discipline and his undisciplined style, the company kept him well-paid and never threatened to fire him.
Xiao Li thought he was extremely powerful and irreplaceable, so he dared to do this.
But he never expected that the new assistant he recruited today would be able to surpass him in terms of professional skills.
Special Assistant Sun observed a second of silence for Xiao Li, then gently closed the office door.
Without the distractions of the crowd, Feng Ming immediately looked at Zhuang Li and asked, "You haven't introduced yourself yet? May I ask who you are—"
Zhuang Li used his laptop to pull up his resume.
Feng Ming quickly glanced at the resume. He had no idea that Mr. Special Assistant had previously worked in accounting, and his resume was quite impressive. It seemed he had it all, with no weaknesses.
"Are you married?" When Feng Ming saw the personal information column, his voice suddenly rose, but his heart sank.
For some reason, he felt dizzy, as if someone had hit him on the head with a sledgehammer.
"Yes, I'm 32 years old. This is normal, isn't it?" Zhuang Li spread out his hands and said with a gentle smile.
This was normal, of course. But Feng Ming was so upset that he couldn't even manage his facial expressions.
He tried to appear nonchalant and indifferent, but his face darkened. He stared at the column about family relationships and raised his voice again, "You have a son?"
This man not only has a wife, but also a son!
Feng Ming's heart was on fire, and he couldn't figure out why he was feeling so uncomfortable.
What's your business if they get married and have children? Why are you so anxious? He berated himself, but his mood didn't improve at all. A sour, astringent, bitter, and spicy feeling churned and brewed in his chest, then fermented into venom.
He stared at the spouse column, a fierce glint hidden in the depths of his eyes that he himself didn't even notice.
Zhuang Li could sense the extremely unpleasant odor emanating from him. Veins popped out from the back of his hand gripping the mouse, revealing the intense rage he was suppressing.
7480 gloated, "Oh my! I smell a really sour smell!"
Zhuang Li curled the corners of his lips with interest.
The Ming in this world has a hot temper and gets angry easily. It's kind of cute.
With this in mind, he deliberately asked, "Boss Feng, is there any problem? Getting married and having children won't affect my work; on the contrary, it will stimulate my enthusiasm. You can rest assured about that."
"Well, I'm relieved." Feng Ming forced a smile, but he didn't know how hideous his expression was.
The good mood of the day is ruined at this moment!
He looked at the person sitting across from him, a sharp pang of pain piercing his heart. But the pang quickly turned into self-comfort: Mr. Special Assistant is so capable, so gentle, and so handsome, it would be strange if no one liked him? He's so calm and reliable, living with him would surely be very happy, right?
Thinking of this, Feng Ming quickly closed his mind, but he was unable to suppress the sourness and anger that was constantly surging in his chest.
Damn it, he’s so upset he’s about to explode!
Feng Ming stopped reading the resume, forced a smile, and asked, "Have you agreed on the salary with Manager Zhou?"
Zhuang Li spread his hands and smiled intriguedly: "Boss Feng, how much do you think I'm worth?"
Feng Ming was attracted by the arrogance in his eyes. He swallowed hard before saying in a hoarse voice, "How much do you think I should pay?"
If he could buy this person out with money, he would give him whatever he wanted. This evil thought popped into Feng Ming's mind, causing his heart to skip a beat.
Zhuang Li narrowed his eyes, his pupils gleaming with brilliance. "So, how much are you willing to pay?"
Mr. Special Assistant is really slippery. He never gives a direct answer to any question, but he makes people feel itchy and can't stop.
Feng Ming felt a pang of discomfort, yet also felt a faint excitement. He lowered his eyes and thought for a moment before saying without hesitation, "I want you to be my chief secretary, responsible for assisting in management and formulating company development strategies. You can even help with my personal affairs, such as accompanying me to banquets, accompanying me on business trips, arranging my schedule, and so on. Do you think you are capable of doing this?"
After saying these words, Feng Ming couldn't help but hold his breath.
His blood began to boil when he thought that from now on this person would be by his side for eight hours a day, or even more than ten hours without interruption.
He couldn't understand where this expectation came from.
But he did need Mr. Special Assistant, that was undeniable.
"As long as it is your need, I can satisfy it." Zhuang Li deliberately made his words ambiguous, but the smile on his face was gentle and clean, as if spotless.
Feng Ming's blood burned even hotter, and his Adam's apple, which kept rolling, was severely restrained by the tie. It was as if something restless was surging from his heart, eager to be vented.
He untied his tie, letting out this inexplicable emotion, and then said in a hoarse voice, "I'll give you an annual salary of one million, plus performance bonuses. What do you think?"
Zhuang Li lowered his eyelids and pretended to be in deep thought.
Feng Ming stared at him intently, feeling nervous and eager. He had already made up his mind: if one million wasn't enough, then two million. If two million wasn't enough, then three million. If that didn't work out, he would pay out of his own pocket to keep Mr. Special Assistant.
Zhuang Li stared at the back of Feng Ming's hand, where a vein bulged from time to time, and finally chuckled compassionately: "Boss Feng, I hope you will give me your guidance in the future."
Feng Ming felt dizzy for a moment, and then the tightness in his chest suddenly dissipated. The joy of having found a treasure diluted his previous unhappiness.
Zhuang Li extended his slender white hand and said, "I hope we can have a pleasant cooperation."
"I certainly will. Thank you for staying and helping me." Feng Ming said sincerely.
One of their hands was slightly cold, while the other was burning hot. They held each other's hands together, transferring their body temperature and soon making each other warm and comfortable.
Feng Ming held the hand tightly, and was reluctant to let go.
Zhuang Li did not urge him and his smile remained warm.
The two stood face to face, staring at each other without blinking, and the atmosphere gradually became sticky.
Just then, Special Assistant Sun knocked on the office door.
Feng Ming woke up as if from a dream, quickly let go of the warm and soft hand, and shouted "Come in" seriously, but the turmoil in his heart could not be calmed for a long time.
Special Assistant Sun came in with a stack of contracts and asked him to sign.
He frowned, his face full of impatience.
Zhuang Li stood up and said, "Then I will go and complete the employment procedures."
"Wait a minute, I'll go with you." Feng Ming hurriedly tried to persuade him to stay.
Zhuang Li smiled and waved his hand: "No need, go ahead and do your work." He had already mastered the tactic of playing hard to get.
After he left, Feng Ming felt itchy and uncomfortable, and his mind would wander off suddenly. He would look at his watch, his cell phone, and then at the wall clock, wondering why the special assistant hadn't finished the formalities yet. Was there something wrong in some link?
To this end, he made several phone calls to the Human Resources Department to urge them to do so.
At the same time, an HR representative posted the following message in the company's WeChat group: "I met a truly bizarre person during my interview today. Such a beautiful face is truly wasted! Come on, let me show you his photo. Also, here's his resume. Can anyone spot the highlights?"
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