Chapter 517 After chatting online with his cold-faced boss at 19, he transmigrated (7)



Bo Xu replied almost instantly.

"Hiss—you mean, this fussy old man is me?"

"This can't be right. How did the workplace optimize me into such a huge garbage bag? It can hold way too much."

"Don't be afraid, sister. Just look at me in a moment, like you're looking at a garbage bag."

Shen Zhiyi burst out laughing.

Just as she was about to reply, Qin Luo walked over and said, "Zhiyi, President Bo wants you to come in."

Shen Zhiyi immediately stood up, as if facing a formidable enemy.

"good!"

Qin Luo led her to the office door and tapped it three times with his fingers.

"Come in." A cold voice came from inside.

"Don't be nervous." Qin Luo patted Shen Zhiyi's shoulder and helped her open the door.

"Mr. Bo, the person has been brought."

Shen Zhiyi entered the room alone and saw a man in a black suit signing documents with his head down.

Sunlight streamed through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, casting a golden glow on him, but also obscuring his face in the halo and shadows, making it appear somewhat blurry.

Hearing the noise, he put down his pen, lifted his eyelids, and looked at her.

Shen Zhiyi approached and saw his face clearly.

All light and sound receded like the tide at that moment.

Only his cold gaze and his features, etched by time and now sharper and more angular, appeared clearly before her eyes.

Shen Zhiyi was taken aback.

really……

She looks exactly like Bo Xu.

However, he is more composed and aloof in temperament.

She looked at the animated version of him, which was more visually impactful than the photograph.

His gaze was colder, filled with scrutiny.

His eyes were long and narrow, and his gaze held a confidence and composure that came from having weathered many storms. He had a high nose bridge, thin lips, and his black hair was all combed back, with only a few strands falling across his forehead, yet he showed no signs of gentleness.

He exuded an aura of authority and oppression.

Shen Zhiyi felt that just being stared at by him made it hard to breathe.

She remembered Xiaoxu's mention of "garbage bags," and her gaze softened for a moment.

The tension in my heart eased a bit.

"Hello, Mr. Bo, my name is Shen Zhiyi." She took a deep breath and said respectfully, "From today onwards, I will serve as your assistant."

"Hmm." Bo Xu closed his pen, his voice flat.

"Have you read all the documents Qin Luo gave you?"

"Yes." Shen Zhiyi's heart skipped a beat with the sound of the pen cap tightening, and she nodded quickly. "I will memorize it as soon as possible and adapt to the work rhythm soon."

Bo Xu nodded slightly.

He put the documents aside and said calmly, "One-month probation period. If you can't adapt, I'll transfer you back to the marketing department."

"Working alongside me boils down to three things: quick thinking, efficiency, and a tight tongue."

"Since you're new here, your initial tasks will be to assist with the daily document circulation and meeting minutes of the President's Office, participate in drafting project proposals, and handle other ad-hoc tasks assigned by me."

"If you have any questions, feel free to ask me."

"Okay." Shen Zhiyi replied, her expression slightly stunned.

The instructions said that if there were any problems, contact Qin Luo immediately, right?

Don't contact him unless absolutely necessary.

Why is he telling her right away that she can ask him anything she doesn't understand?

She secretly grumbled to herself.

Even if he were willing, she wouldn't dare...

Bo Xu tapped the table with his finger bones.

"Any more questions?"

Shen Zhiyi thought for a moment, then hesitated before asking, "I'd like to ask President Bo, why did you choose me?"

She looked at him, her heart pounding.

Could it be true, as Xiao Xu said, that he fell in love with her at first sight, and then chose her from among thousands of resumes, and specially transferred her to the president's office to be his personal assistant?

It's no wonder she's narcissistic.

Xiao Xu's recognition was truly overwhelming.

Bo Xu paused for a moment, then said in a deep voice, "I've seen your interview; you answered the third question very well."

"The logic is clear, and the ability to come up with an angle that others wouldn't have thought of in such a short time is novel and hits the core of the problem."

"In the final stress test, instead of rushing to defend your solution like the others, you immediately thought of verifying the data source with the interviewer and thinking of solutions."

"You are very professional and emotionally stable, making you suitable to be my assistant."

He clasped his hands together, leaned back in his chair, and glanced at her indifferently.

"Anything else you want to ask?"

So that's how it is...

Shen Zhiyi extinguished her unrealistic speculations and felt completely at ease.

Acknowledging her work ability is more important than anything else.

"No more." She shook her head gently, and as she lowered her eyes, she caught a glimpse of his cold expression out of the corner of her eye, and was slightly surprised.

Is he really Xiao Xu?

Aside from their faces, the two really have nothing in common...

She wanted to ask again which character his "煦" was.

Or perhaps there are no twin brothers.

But when he thought of the reminder on the job board that said, "Do not ask Mr. Bo about his private affairs," he kept quiet.

"Then come here." Bo Xu paused, pointed to a stack of documents beside him, and said in a deep voice, "Give these to Qin Luo and have her hand them over to the finance department."

He remained leaning back in his chair, quietly watching her.

“Okay.” Shen Zhiyi walked over.

She kept the work rules in mind, stopped a meter away from him, and bent down from one end of the table to reach the stack of documents.

Just as they were about to meet, Bo Xu spoke in a cold voice.

Am I scary?

"Huh?" Shen Zhiyi's fingers froze in mid-air. Meeting his cold gaze, she was startled and withdrew her hand.

"without."

She tentatively walked around to the inside of the table, stood beside him, and picked up a thick stack of documents.

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