Wang Xueyi walked into the office of the human resources department, "Xiao Zhao, has the president's special assistant come to report?"
"Yes, Mr. Wang, she has already filled out the job form in the conference room." As soon as Zhao Yunli saw Wang Xueyi walking in, she immediately stood up and answered respectfully.
Wang Xueyi nodded, "You go ahead and take a look. When the president comes, you can take her up."
"Yes, Mr. Wang." Zhao Yunli waited until Wang Xueyi walked out of her office, stuck out her tongue, sat down and continued working.
Wang Xueyi walked into the conference room and saw the back of Ling Yanyan, wearing a white dress that was not revealing at all, which was very surprising to Wang Xueyi.
"Hello." Wang Xueyi's voice made Ling Yanyan raise her head and turn around.
Seeing Wang Xueyi, who was dressed in beige business attire and had a noble temperament, she stood up quickly.
"Hello." Ling Yanyan bowed slightly and smiled politely.
When Wang Xueyi saw Ling Yanyan, her face instantly turned pale, even her blushed cheeks were frighteningly white, and her whole body was unsteady.
"Are you okay?" Ling Yanyan was about to step forward to help her, but Wang Xueyi avoided her, "Don't touch me!"
Ling Yanyan stretched out her hand awkwardly, and then put it down after a few seconds.
She looked very similar to Yu Qing, almost carved out of the same mold. Wang Xueyi walked around Ling Yanyan, carefully looked at her from top to bottom, and gave herself a definite answer. She followed Yu Qing in front of her eyes.
Someone who looks exactly like Qing is definitely not Yu Qing.
"I am Wang Xueyi, the general manager of Fengshi Group. What is your name?" Wang Xueyi asked her calmly.
Ling Yanyan lowered her head, "Mr. Wang, hello, my name is Ling Yanyan."
"Ling Yanyan." Wang Xueyi repeated. Has Zhiming seen her? He should have, otherwise how could he find her to be his assistant by such a coincidence.
While thinking about it, he walked out of the small conference room.
After Ling Yanyan watched Wang Xueyi walk out, she walked back to her seat, took the filled-in form, and sent it to Zhao Yunli's office.
In the CEO's office, Feng Zhiming sat at his desk, holding a gold pen in his hand and frowning from time to time. Opposite him sat Wang Xueyi.
"I don't agree! I don't agree with you letting Ling Yanyan be your special assistant." The first thing Wang Xueyi did after meeting Ling Yanyan was to follow Feng Zhiming's objection to letting her become his special assistant.
"Wang Xueyi, in the company, I am the president and my special assistant. Can't I make the decision myself? Huh?" Feng Zhiming leaned back on his chair.
Wang Xueyi couldn't see clearly what was hidden in his bottomless eyes, and what did he mean? He knew that Ling Yanyan couldn't be Mo Yuqing, so why did he insist on letting Ling Yanyan be his special
Help, is it just because she looks like Yuqing?
"Zhi Ming, it's not that you can't make the decision, it's just, why Ling Yanyan? Why her?" Wang Xueyi murmured.
"No one can change what I have decided. You go out first!" Feng Zhiming winked. Li Rui came over and forced Wang's wife Yi to leave the office.
"I'm sorry, Miss Xueyi." Li Rui closed the door and stood guard by the door.
After Wang Xueyi stood in front of the door for a while, she reluctantly left with anger and walked to the elevator. The moment the elevator door opened, she happened to meet Zhao Yunli coming up with Ling Yanyan.
"Mr. Wang." Zhao Yunli looked at Wang Xueyi, who looked unhappy, and glared at Ling Yanyan with a pair of eyes. She was a little confused, but she still said hello cautiously.
Ling Yanyan also looked puzzled. Does she have any grudge against Wang Xueyi in front of her? Counting the meeting in the conference room just now, this is only the second meeting, but why is there hatred in her eyes?
I must be overthinking myself.
"Mr. Wang." Ling Yanyan also said hello, and then followed Zhao Yunli out of the elevator.
Ling Yanyan saw Li Rui standing by the door and was a little surprised, "Hello."
"Please come in." Li Rui opened the door to the president's office and let only Ling Yanyan in. He asked Zhao Yunli to go back to the office. He also walked back to his office and closed the only glass door that could enter the president's office.
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Ling Yanyan stood in the huge office, looked at the figure standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, stepped forward, and walked forward. "Hello!" She still used the most polite words of respect and bowed slightly.
"I'm fine!" Feng Zhiming turned around and looked at her.
When Ling Yanyan heard the familiar voice, she raised her head suddenly, right? What a coincidence!
"Sorry, I went to the wrong door." Ling Yanyan's first reaction was to turn around and leave.
Feng Zhiming came over and took her slender arm, "You are not wrong."
"Uh..." Ling Yanyan turned her head.
"Are you so surprised to see me? Ling Yanyan." Feng Zhiming stared at her face closely.
Ling Yanyan suddenly realized, "You, you are not the president of Feng Group, are you?"
Feng Zhiming nodded, "Yes, you are not too stupid. I am the president of Feng Group, Feng Zhiming, and you, from today on, will be my special assistant."
"Wait, wait a minute." Ling Yanyan broke away from him, "I'm applying for a design assistant, not a special assistant to the president."
He must have made a mistake, right? She must be crazy to be his assistant.
"Don't you care about the position of the president's special assistant?" Feng Zhiming looked at her with a look of reluctance.
Ling Yanyan met his eyes and said, "Yes."
"How about I give you the CEO position?" Feng Zhiming chuckled.
Did he drink too much last night and become confused? The position of CEO? Fortunately he could think of it, no! Fortunately he could say it!
"Not satisfied yet? Then become the CEO's wife!" Feng Zhiming sat on the sofa and pulled it with his hand. Ling Yanyan also fell on the sofa.
Ling Yanyan stood up in panic, "I'm leaving." This man was too dangerous and she couldn't afford to offend him.
"Where are you going? Have you forgotten that you are the one reporting for work today?" Feng Zhiming lit a cigarette.
"I resign." Ling Yanyan walked to the door. As soon as she put her hand on the metal door handle, she heard him speak. "Ling Yanyan, I'm afraid it's not up to you."
"What do you mean?" Ling Yanyan stopped what she was doing and turned her head.
Feng Zhiming pointed to a piece of information on his desk and said, "Read it yourself." He continued to smoke.
Ling Yanyan walked to the table and picked up the document. It was a land contract, and the most conspicuous one was the Love Orphanage.
"What is this?" Ling Yanyan was shocked and turned around to ask him.
"This is the company's new plan to build an amusement park on that land, what do you think?" Feng Zhiming held the cigarette between his fingers, took an elegant puff, and then exhaled a puff of smoke, which filled his face.
Ling Yanyan walked up to him and said, "Tell me, what do you want?" How despicable!