Spoiled by the CEO after amnesia!-Chapter 400 - 398: The Strange Behavior of Myself...

Chapter 400: Chapter 398: The Strange Behavior of Myself...

Under Fang Yao’s intimidation, colleagues would definitely no longer dare to treat me lightly.

After the group left, Jiayi saw Fang Yao return to the office and hurriedly followed a few steps, seizing the chance when no one was around, "Director Fang, thank you for helping me out and speaking up for me."

Fang Yao’s brows rose slightly, hands stuffed in her black, crisp slacks, "You’re someone I’ve selected and promoted. If you were to be treated with disdain, it would reflect poorly on me as well. If I didn’t speak up for you, wouldn’t I be slapping my own face? Besides, the mistakes you’ve made recently are understandable. Forget it, just be more attentive in the future."

Fang Yao was a person who only looked at results, never the process; if one was wrong, they were wrong - she couldn’t be bothered to know the reasons. Yet today, she had shown me such great favor.

This left Jiayi feeling favored beyond expectation, standing straighter, "I will definitely not let Director Fang down."

Seeing the excited flush rise on her cheeks, Fang Yao’s lashes flickered as she leaned in two inches closer and whispered in her ear, "You can just call me Ayao in private, no need for all this ’Director’ business."

Ayao—Ayao?

Jiayi swallowed, somewhat stunned, unable to accept being so close to Director Fang.

Just a short while ago she was at loggerheads with me, nearly at the point of wanting me fired.

Seeing that she seemed to be frightened, Fang Yao smiled inexplicably, unable to resist reaching up to flick Jiayi’s nose, "Alright, what are you dazed for? Get back to work."

Jiayi was startled, although she felt that Fang Yao’s actions towards her were a bit strange, she couldn’t quite put her finger on what was odd.

Without overthinking, she nodded, turned around, and left.

Fang Yao watched Jiayi’s retreating figure, her smile spreading at the corners of her lips. She shrugged her shoulders, pockets still stuffed, and went back to the office.

At the same time, not far away, a figure stood at the corner, clearly having seen the exchange and actions between Fang Yao and Jiayi.

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It was past seven in the evening when Jiayi finished editing the design drafts at hand.

Fortunately, there was no need to go to Disheng today; otherwise, after working overtime and then heading to the villa, I probably wouldn’t get to return home tonight.

That one night was because Mommy had taken her dance class students to perform out of town, which allowed me to sneak by unnoticed. Normally, if Mommy was at home and I stayed out overnight, it would definitely arouse her suspicion.

Jiayi turned off the computer and said to a few colleagues who were also working overtime, "You can all leave now, thank you for your hard work today."

The assistants who had been reprimanded by Fang Yao earlier didn’t dare to show any displeasure anymore; they all had pleasant expressions and replied with a smile, "Then we’ll take our leave, bye."

"Try not to overdo it yourself, okay?"

...

The 180-degree turnaround in her colleagues’ attitude made Jiayi all the more grateful to Fang Yao.

If it hadn’t been for Fang Yao, those people wouldn’t have been so friendly.

Jiayi walked out of the building and arrived at the bus stop. Night had fallen deep.

The road was filled with neon lights and bustling traffic as usual.

Taking advantage of the wait for the bus, Jiayi took out her phone and dialed a number.

The Mrs. Chen who was supposed to help Zaizai secure an interview at Qixing Kindergarten hadn’t responded for several days.

Mrs. Chen lived in the same community as one of the vice principals of Qixing Kindergarten and was quite close to them.

At that time, Jiayi steeled herself, spending nearly a month’s salary on an array of gifts for Mrs. Chen’s house, asking her to help secure Zaizai an interview slot.

Mrs. Chen agreed and accepted the gift, assuring with every other word that there would be no problem. She even took Zaizai’s materials to show to the vice principal, saying that with Zaizai being so smart, he would definitely satisfy the interviewers and surely get an interview opportunity.

But as the registration period was nearing its end, there was still no result.

Jiayi, having asked someone for a favor, did not dare to urge the person, until the day before yesterday when she could no longer bear it and made two phone calls, but the other party didn’t even pick up.

Fortunately, this time the phone rang for a while, and it finally connected.

Jiayi hurriedly said politely, "Hello, is this Mrs. Chen? I’m sorry to bother you. This is Chu Zhuoting’s mother. I asked you for help with the registration some time ago. May I know how it’s going?"

On the other end of the line, Mrs. Chen hesitated for a long time before sighing, "Zaizai’s mom, I’m sorry. You know how many people are vying to get into Qixing. This year’s enrollment is even more oversubscribed, the competition is too fierce, and there are so many outstanding kids. I showed your Zaizai’s materials to the vice principal, and, well, they probably didn’t see what they were looking for. They didn’t respond to me, and I felt awkward telling you."

So, was Zaizai eliminated even before the interview?

Jiayi’s face turned ashen. The materials included proof of Zaizai’s IQ and his English proficiency test certificate—he was definitely outstanding among his peers. How could Qixing Kindergarten not be interested?

"Is there really no chance for even an interview for Zaizai?" Jiayi still wasn’t discouraged.

Mrs. Chen seemed to get a bit upset, "Hey, are you suggesting I pocketed your gift and deliberately didn’t handle your case? I can return the gift to you if you want."

How could Jiayi have the cheek to take back the gift? She replied apologetically, "There’s no need for that, Mrs. Chen. Thank you for your effort."

With that, she hung up the phone.

All her running around and efforts over the last few days had been in vain.

A strong sense of disappointment welled up inside Jiayi, and her mood plummeted to rock bottom.

Qixing Kindergarten was where she had always wanted Zaizai to attend. She had even taken Xiaobao there a few times, and he really liked the environment.

Now, there was no hope left.

Suddenly, the ringing of her cell phone pulled Jiayi back to reality.

Could it be Mrs. Chen calling back? Was there a new solution?

She was overcome with surprise, and hope was reignited. Without even looking at the caller ID, she frantically answered, "Hello, Mrs. Chen? Is there a change regarding Zaizai’s kindergarten admission—"

Before she could finish, a deep, string-like male voice came from the other end: "Hello."

With just one word, Jiayi immediately recognized who it was. Glancing at her phone screen, as expected, it was a landline number from Disheng.

Her recently kindled hope was shattered by this call, and her voice was disheartened, "Mr. Huo, is there something you need?"

She didn’t have to go to Disheng today, so why was he calling? Was she being asked to work overtime?

Just by hearing her voice, Huo Zhenyang could tell she was in a terrible mood.

With a slight lift of his bushy eyebrows, he declared decisively, as if imparting an imperial edict, "Take half a day off tomorrow afternoon. At 14:30, be on time to take Xiaobao to Qixing Kindergarten for the interview."

Jiayi was slow to respond, taking a moment before asking in astonishment, "Mr. Huo, what did you say?"

"Is the phone’s reception so poor that I need to repeat myself?" Huo Zhenyang’s tone grew slightly irritated.

"No, no need." Finally grasping the situation, Jiayi had gone through an emotional roller coaster in just a few minutes. Beads of sweat even formed on her fair face. Yet she was still surprised, "How did you know Xiaobao was trying to enroll in Qixing?"

The man let out a dismissive snort, "Fang Yao called me, complaining that I’m giving you too much work, causing you to be distracted at the company these days. I thought about it; Disheng’s workload wouldn’t be enough to make you lose your focus. So I called and asked Zaizai, and that’s when I found out you’ve been busy running around for the kindergarten thing."