Hidden Marriage, Overbearing Love: Mr! Please Let Me Go-Chapter 820 - 821: The Atmosphere Is Tense
"Yeah, and besides, we’re not Wonder Woman. If we were, we’d end up lonely and old."
Someone cut in, seemingly disagreeing, "Didn’t Wonder Woman get married a few days ago? She’s found happiness... what are you even saying..."
"She only got married when she was forty..."
"What kind of background does this woman have..."
Ye Feng looked at the gossiping employees, gave a light cough, "You all want to get fired?" His cold voice made the employees break out in cold sweat and disperse immediately.
Why does no one want to take the secretary position?
Let’s briefly explain...
Beitang Yao has a ruthless personality, and his work style can only be described with three words: fast, precise, ruthless.
Everyone has witnessed the tragic course of Miss Cheng working for the CEO. Apart from being ordered around like a robot, even her private space was exploited by the CEO. Gradually, there were no men approaching Wonder Woman, even the guard dog at her apartment would run away from her at a distance...
Therefore, everyone thought deeply about it, thinking the CEO could only be described like in the poem: "I only love the lotus that comes out of the mud unsullied, washed by the clear stream but not bewitching, internally straight and externally upright, not sprawling and branchless, its fragrance far-reaching and clearer, standing tall and pure, can be viewed from afar but not be played with." Just like those aloof Immortals, not approachable by ordinary people. And they didn’t want to ruin their happiness in the second half of their lives because of this.
In summary, that’s how Ye Feng recruited Xia Qingqian, someone completely unaware of the situation, the most important point being that no matter what setbacks she encountered, she would respect the contract...not easily saying she’s leaving...
However, alone in the office, Xia Qingqian was already collapsing at the pile of documents. She could only bury herself between the documents and the computer. She simply had no time to deal with anything else, and when kind colleagues knocked on the door to invite her to lunch, she just shook her head and refused.
Because Night Wind Housekeeper wanted her to complete her work by the end of the day, she didn’t dare squander a single moment and could only seriously focus on her work.
With no one there to guide her, she could only rely on her own ability to get it done.
How could Miss Cheng, who previously held this position, finish everything in a morning? Was Night Wind Housekeeper exaggerating? If there was no exaggeration, did this Miss Cheng have three heads and six arms?
Xia Qingqian spaced out for a bit, quickly regained her composure, and once again focused entirely on the paperwork and the two-thirds of the documents she had yet to translate.
When Xia Qingqian looked up from the documents and computer again, she received a call for a meeting. When she was completely unprepared, she followed the crowd into the conference room on the next floor, which could accommodate more than two hundred people.
Throughout the meeting, Xia Qingqian didn’t hear a single word of Chinese, the entire meeting was conducted in English.
She just sat on a side chair outside the meeting table, occasionally glancing at the meeting host with her peripheral vision. From beginning to end, he had a calm expression without a hint of joy. And when she sneakily looked at the others, they all had sullen faces, as if they were all walking corpses, showing no emotion whatsoever.
At that moment, she felt as if she had nothing to do with Beitang Yao. She was just an employee here, and he was just that powerful figure. Everything seemed normal...
Finally, Beitang Yao said just one sentence, and everyone immediately turned their gaze to Xia Qingqian.
