Lu Shao is cunning; Miss Nan has fallen for his tricks again.

Chapter 166 He still needs to find a secretary himself

Chapter 166 He still needs to find a secretary himself

"Nanjiang? You've expanded your business to Nanjiang?" Lin Jingheng joked, sitting on the sofa.

"No, an old friend passed away, and I have to go see him." Chen Hui sighed calmly.

"Do you need me to go with you?"

"I'll go. You're busy with work, so just stay in Beijing."

"Okay, give me the cup and I'll take it down. You should get some rest."

Chen Hui nodded and handed the empty milk glass to Lin Jingheng.

next day
Yan Xiaoxiao, dressed in a white suit, swaggered into the Yan Group building, chewing gum in her mouth and walking with an air of utter disregard for family and friends.

As soon as I entered the lobby, I was stopped by the receptionist. "Miss, you can't go up without an appointment."

Helpless, Yan Xiaoxiao pulled out her work ID from her bag. "Can I go up now that I have my ID?"

The receptionist took a closer look at the job title written on the work badge. Wasn't this the general manager who had been parachuted in today? Suddenly, she felt her legs go weak. Was he going to make things difficult for her? She had heard that the new general manager had a bad temper.

She was on the verge of tears, her voice trembling as she said, "Okay, you can go up this way."

"Thank you." Yan Xiaoxiao stuffed her work ID into her bag and walked inside without looking back.

"Oh, I think I'm doomed," the receptionist said weakly to her colleague.

"What's wrong? Why do you look like that?"

"That was the general manager who was parachuted in. I heard from Vice President Yan that the new leader is not to be trifled with. I even stopped her. I guess I'll be leaving today."

"It's not that serious. You didn't say anything, so they won't just let you quit. Don't worry, just focus on your work," her female colleague patted her shoulder and comforted her gently.

Yan Xiaoxiao heard the sound, smiled, and turned around to look.

Does she seem like the type to make things difficult for others?
She stepped into the elevator, pressed the button for the "15th" floor, and leaned against the elevator wall playing on her phone.

She quickly reached the fifteenth floor, walked to the door with the sign for the general manager's office, and opened the door directly.

Yan Xiaoxiao looked around the office; it had a simple decor, but everything she needed. She then touched the desk; it was quite clean.

Looking at the documents on the table, she looked troubled. She didn't want to work, but she had no choice.

Sitting in her office chair, she casually picked up a document and flipped through it, thinking it was some new project she needed to follow up on. It turned out to be just some quarterly reports and financial statements from previous years.

She spent the whole morning looking at it intently, and surprisingly, no one bothered her. Not even a single message on her phone.

Even Mo Jingyu didn't send her a message, yet she still has the nerve to talk about love? Love my ass!
She leaned back in her chair and sighed deeply. She didn't even have a secretary; she had to go to the tea room to get a drink of water herself.

She first ordered takeout and a cup of coffee for herself before calling Yan Jingde.

Actually, the general manager's office is only one floor away from the chairman's office.

But she's lazy and just doesn't want to walk those two steps.

"Hey, Dad, don't I even have a secretary?" Yan Xiaoxiao's tone was a mix of questioning and childishness.

Yan Jingde looked at the people in the conference room, gestured for the minister standing in front of the PPT to continue speaking, and then replied without changing his expression, "Go downstairs and find the kind of secretary you want. I've been busy these past few days and haven't had time to interview you for a secretary."

Upon hearing this, Yan Xiaoxiao fell silent for a moment. So, all they did after bringing her here to work was give her a work permit and a room in an office, and that was it?

That's really perfunctory.

"Okay, I understand. I'll go find them myself. But are you sure they're all suitable to be secretaries? And that there's no need for a handover or anything?"

"Then you should be smarter and find an intern. Alright, I'm in a meeting now, bye." Yan Jingde hung up the phone and put it on the table. Yan Xiaoxiao looked at the disconnected phone and snorted coldly.

The takeout will arrive in about twenty minutes. I'll have my secretary go down and get it later.

Without the slightest hesitation, she opened her office door, waited at the elevator for a while, and went to the 12th floor.

She strolled around the office area in a pretentious manner, making the interns tremble with fear, lest they offend their supervisor and fail to complete their internships.

Jon from the HR department came down to deliver some documents and immediately spotted a familiar figure.

"Oh, it's Xiaoxiao?" The tone was somewhat delighted.

Yan Xiaoxiao turned around and looked at the familiar person, smiled at her, and said, "Sister Qiao En."

"Hey, what brings you to the company today? Chairman Yan is in a meeting upstairs. Why don't you go to his office and wait for him for a while?"

Yan Xiaoxiao waved her hand. "No, I'm here to see my secretary."

"Secretary?" Jon was puzzled. Why would you need a secretary? You don't work here.

But then I thought, could the general manager that Vice President Yan mentioned earlier be Yan Xiaoxiao?

"Could the newly appointed general manager be you?" Jon asked hesitantly.

"Hmm, you didn't know?" Yan Xiaoxiao nodded and looked at Qiao En.

Jon shook his head. "I took the day off yesterday. I heard it from Vice President Yan this morning. He only said that a general manager would be parachuted in, but he didn't say who it would be."

"Didn't you have a studio abroad? Why did you come back? Was it not going well for you overseas?"

Yan Xiaoxiao shook her head dejectedly. She didn't want to come back either. Her studio was thriving, but Yan Jingde made her come back, and she couldn't resist.

"It's fine, but my dad wants me to come back, so I can't refuse."

"It's good that you're back. You can settle down and start taking over the company. Your dad is getting old, and it's good to have someone share the workload every day."

Jon felt a little regretful. She knew Yan Xiaoxiao's abilities; she would make a name for herself wherever she went.

"Okay, I'm not talking to you anymore. I have to deliver a document." She waved the document in her hand and walked towards the sales manager's office.

Yan Xiaoxiao pouted, casually glanced around, and finally fixed her gaze on a man with fairly handsome features.

"You, you, come with me to the fifteenth floor." Yan Xiaoxiao's tone was devoid of any warmth as she pointed at the man who was working.

The man pointed to himself, somewhat surprised. "Me?"

"Okay, pack your things and go to the fifteenth floor." Yan Xiaoxiao left without looking back.

The man was somewhat stunned, but the girl who had been next to Yan Xiaoxiao had heard the whole story clearly.

"Why aren't you going yet? That's Chairman Yan's daughter. If he makes you his secretary, you'll definitely get a lot of benefits in the future." The girl smiled somewhat ambiguously, after all, the boy in front of her was considered the most handsome and refined guy on the twelfth floor.

The boy watched Yan Xiaoxiao's slightly arrogant back, a sly and greedy glint in his eyes. He then began packing his things. Being an intern, he finished quickly and ran to the elevator, pressing the button for the fifteenth floor.

As the number of elevators continued to rise, his secret joy gradually grew.

It was as if Yan Xiaoxiao would choose him as her secretary and also choose him as her future husband.

That's just how people are; they crave more after receiving even a small benefit. Sometimes, an unintentional choice on your part can make them think they are your only option.

(End of this chapter)

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