"Mianmian, if you don't want to..." Zhao Jingyan lowered his eyes and looked at her, and was about to say something when she interrupted him.
"It's okay, just stay here." Jiang Yimian shook his head and said softly.
When Zhao Jingyan saw this, he didn't say anything. He just raised his eyes and looked at Yan Fuqing. The meaning was obvious.
Yan Fuqing showed a decent smile and nodded slightly.
The moment Zhao Kyung-yeon walked into the president's office, the secretary's room exploded.
"Mianmian, how have you been these past few years?" Yan Fuqing asked warmly as he helped her organize documents and supplies.
Jiang Yimian paused in sorting out the documents, and then replied quietly: "Can't you see how embarrassed I am now living under someone else's roof?"
She used to be very naive and treated Yan Fuqing as her close sister, but in the end, her close sister joined forces with Zhao Jingyan, causing her family to be destroyed.
Yan Fuqing was slightly stunned, as if she had never expected Jiang Yimian to speak to her in such a distant tone.
"If Mr. Zhao didn't take action about that incident back then, Jiang..."
"I don't want to mention what happened back then anymore." Jiang Yimian interrupted her words with a calm and indifferent voice.
When Yan Fuqing heard this, a hurt expression flashed across her face, but she still respected her intention and just warned: "Mianmian, Mr. Zhao informed me that you are now the life secretary. I will take you to familiarize yourself with the work."
Environment."
Listening to Yan Fuqing's words, Jiang Yimian's eyes flashed with sarcasm.
This used to be her father's company and she could come and go freely, but now she needs to get familiar with the environment.
This thing is so ridiculous.
She lowered her eyes, hiding the bitterness in her eyes, and said softly: "I'm sorry to trouble you."
After Yan Fuqing's formal introduction, the secretaries in the secretary's office all had different expressions.
Lin Xue, in particular, snorted coldly and walked out of the secretary's office holding the documents and twisting her waist.
"Lin Xue has that kind of personality, Mianmian, don't argue with her." Yan Fuqing looked at Lin Xue's back and said with a headache.
Jiang Yimian shook his head and said nothing more.
Yan Fuqing looked at her, sighed softly, and just continued to introduce the work environment.
When it was almost time to take a break at noon, Jiang Yimian got some time off.
When I returned to the secretary's office, it was already deserted. Zhao Jingyan was still in a meeting, and Yan Fuqing had just gone to have dinner with her boyfriend.
Now Jiang Yimian is the only one left in the huge top-floor office area.
She breathed a sigh of relief and quickly dialed Grandma Li's phone. After a few rings, her daughter's tender voice came: "Mom, when are you coming back..."
Hearing this, Jiang Yimian felt sad. He sniffed, held back his tears and said, "An'an, mom may not be able to go back in the next few days. You just listen to Grandma Li, you know?"
"But I miss Mommy." The little guy's soft voice was full of grievances.
Jiang Yimian's heart softened when he heard that. He glanced in the direction of the conference room, clenched his phone, and said softly: "An'an, be obedient. Can you give your phone to Grandma Li first?"
"Um...Okay." The little guy reluctantly handed the phone to Grandma Li.
Grandma Li's voice soon came from the other end of the phone: "Mianmian, what happened last night?"
At this time, people in the conference room also stood up intermittently. Jiang Yimian took the time to explain the causes and consequences of last night, and did not forget to warn: "Grandma Li, I have one more thing to ask you. I will go back tomorrow night to take a look.