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Chapitre 2

"Ms. Ye, judging from your resume, you are a competent secretary. So, based on your experience, how would you handle a handsome, wealthy male boss with many suitors?"

After asking a series of routine questions, the young HR manager, Mr. Huang, asked a startling question. There was no way around it; their boss was too alluring, causing his four former secretaries to neglect their duties and compete with their girlfriends for his attention. The boss was furious and ordered that if the fifth candidate behaved the same way, he would consider transferring him—himself, the youngest manager in HR! To serve in the emperor's presence.

Good heavens, who would dare! Seeing them once or twice a week is already unbearable; if they were by my side every day, I'd be torn to pieces by ice blades!

"I think a busy job can relieve the boss's troubles. Besides, taking myself as an example, as long as I make the most of my time to look at the handsome men at home every day, I can completely control my saliva production during work hours."

As soon as Ye Zi finished speaking, a cheerful whistle rang out from the doorway. Turning around, she saw a handsome man in an expensive suit leaning against the door, smiling broadly as he said, "Impressive, impressive. Your insight is truly remarkable, beautiful lady."

Nodding to him, Ye Zi turned her gaze back to Manager Huang and politely asked, "Any more questions?"

"No, no, what's the problem with a beautiful woman like this? You agree, Manager Huang, right?" Before anyone could interrupt, the handsome man plopped down on the desk, grabbed a few files and flipped through them with a somewhat roguish air, still smiling as he said, "Miss Ye, is it? Congratulations on being hired. Please report to work on time in three days, oh, next Monday. Is that alright?"

Seeing Manager Huang's expression of agreement mixed with... helplessness, Ye Zi knew this man was definitely no ordinary person. Although she was grateful to him for hiring her, she thought, "What a talkative man! He's got a way to compete with Lucky, who's always meddling in everything." "No."

"That's good. Hey, Leilei," the man said, hooking his free left arm around Manager Huang's neck while his other hand blatantly flipped through Ye Zi's file. "How can you be so biased? You always send the beauties to that ice block. When will it be my turn? You have no idea how much that tomboy is bullying me..."

"Vice President Fang, you asked me to come down with you despite your busy schedule, not so I could watch you flirting and flirting, right?" A cold, sharp female voice came from behind.

As Ye Zirou froze upon seeing the man called Vice President Fang, her beautiful eyes also shone with a captivating light!

Even without turning around immediately, you can guess that she must be glaring at you, arms crossed, feet splayed out, and looking like she wants to punch someone.

"Little...Little Zi, hehe, when did you come down? You didn't even let me know so I could have had someone greet you at the door." The handsome man who had just been acting like a scoundrel turned into a fawning puppy, wagging his tail and grinning like an idiot.

"How could I possibly trouble Vice President Fang? This tomboy can't possibly accept such an honor." She gave him a forced, insincere smile, her teeth still clenched in resentment.

That damn jerk! He dumped his job on her and left, and then dared to call her a tomboy behind her back?

"Hehe..." Fang Weiyang chuckled dryly. He couldn't help it; who knew he'd get caught even for a casual complaint? What bad luck! And this woman especially hated being called a tomboy. Sigh, what bad luck. Even so, he persisted, tugging at her sleeve and pleading, "With so many outsiders around, please give me some face."

"Outsider?" Her beautiful eyes swept quickly over the other two people in the room. Still angry, she ignored the other familiar figure and finally fixed her gaze on Huang Leifeng, sneering, "Judging from the intimacy between you and Manager Huang just now, Vice President, you can hardly be considered an outsider, can you?"

Huang Leifeng, who was inexplicably hit by a stray bullet, almost wanted to sigh to the heavens. First, the vice president, who never played by the rules, ruined his interview. Then his timid assistant came and relentlessly attacked him. Alas, disaster struck out of the blue!

He hastily slipped away from the eye of the storm with a forced smile, ignoring the vice president's fluctuating expression and the utterly innocent Ye Zi. Huang Leifeng retreated as quickly as possible. Then, without a trace of guilt, he let out a long sigh, a wide smile spreading across his face. As long as he escaped, life was still pretty good, wasn't it?

"Let's be lenient when we can," Ye Zi said.

Just as he was holding his breath so hard he was almost internally injured, he suddenly heard a beautiful and melodious voice coming to his rescue. Fang Weiyang immediately turned around and gave the "angel" his most heartfelt thanks with his captivating eyes.

"You are..." The familiar voice caught Feng Zi's attention. She stared intently and exclaimed in surprise and delight, "Ye Zi, it's you?!"

"Of course it's me. Do you have other women?" Ye Zi couldn't help but tease her, feeling both annoyed and amused. She stood beside her for a full ten minutes before she noticed, realizing how difficult it must have been for her.

"A woman?!" Fang Weiyang's eyes widened, his suspicious gaze sweeping back and forth between the two of them.

"By the way, what are you doing here? And where is my son? Did he come with me? Where is he?" After asking a whole bunch of questions in one breath, Feng Zi held Ye Zi's hand with her smile, but then she changed the subject and squinted her eyes threateningly, "I'm already furious, you understand?"

Hmph, if you dare to come without permission, be prepared to face her wrath!

"Your son is picking out recipes at the bookstore across the street." But there's always someone better, and Ye Zi cleverly diverted her attention in the most effective way.

"What?! You dare let my son end up on the streets, an abandoned child!" Ignoring the horrified gasps around her, Feng Zi roared, "You surnamed Ye, I'm going to kill you!"

A son?! When did this tigress and tomboy have a son? Fang Weiyang was quite shocked by the new information and almost screamed. He was about to interrupt and ask for clarification when he saw Feng Zi fiercely pounce on the woman, and then... the two of them actually hugged each other?!

He rubbed his eyes in disbelief, and when he looked again, the two women were already walking hand in hand towards the door. Fang Weiyang overheard the woman surnamed Ye asking the tomboy what he should do, and a secret joy welled up in his heart, but then he heard his most trusted assistant say—

"Ignore that sissy!" in a whisper.

sissy?!

Fang Weiyang felt deeply insulted and was about to argue with her when he was shocked to see that tomboy... uh, Assistant Feng glanced back at him, and immediately her resentful face broke into a smile as she hurriedly and proactively asked, "Is there something you need?"

"I'd like to take the afternoon off, Vice President." The tone was affirmative.

"Approved! Approved!" Fang Weiyang nodded rapidly, his face showing a caring and amiable demeanor towards his subordinate. "Is the afternoon enough? Should we ask for a few more days?" Actually, it was best not to ask, otherwise he would be in big trouble...

Feng Zi squinted at him for a moment, then nodded. "Alright, I'll invite him tomorrow, Friday, and then Saturday and Sunday, so I can spend time with my son." Hmph, he's getting off easy; it's only a day and a half.

Oh right, the son! He hadn't asked her where her son came from. "Uh, Kazesuke..."

When he looked up again, the two women had vanished without a trace, leaving him alone to reminisce with resentment—no, with anger.

sissy?

How is he effeminate? He's just a little gentler and a little more talkative than the average person.

Really, it's only a tiny bit...

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“Pei—”

With his hands supporting his chin, Fang Weiyang gazed at the unusually busy man opposite him with extreme resentment, and spoke again: "Pei, you're so busy." So busy that he didn't even want to talk to him.

"Do you want to share the work?" The man finally stopped working, raised his noble and handsome face, and sneered.

"No, I don't want to... uh, I mean I'm not very knowledgeable and I'm afraid I'm not up to the task." Fang Weiyang jumped away from the giant desk in fear and chuckled foolishly three feet away.

"Then stop bothering me with that abandoned woman's face!"

Bae Jae-woo, the second in line to inherit the O-ni Group, is in charge of O-ni's business in Asia. He is known for his cold and decisive personality, never giving up once he sets his sights on a goal, and ruthlessly eliminating obstacles, finding pleasure in conquest.

At this moment, even though the man in front of him was his best friend, he made no attempt to hide his impatience and annoyance at being disturbed.

"A discarded woman? Pei, even if you are my friend and boss, you can't insult me like this!" Fang Weiyang jumped up and down in anger.