Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
âYouâre a higher management?â
Song Mingdong and Xiao Qingyi cried out in surprise, their eyes scanning Ye Xiaofei.
Ye Xiaofei chuckled and said, âWhat?â Do I not look like one?â
Xiao Qingyi was confused and did not say anything.
However, Song Mingdongâs eyes widened as he cursed. n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
âDo you think Iâm an idiot? Youâre just a high school graduate, and you want to be the higher management at the Nox Company? Youâre simply daydreaming. If you were the higher management here, I would immediately jump off this building.â
Ye Xiaofei shook his head and said, âAlthough youâre a very annoying person, youâre still my classmate. Thereâs no need to jump off a building.â
Song Mingdong gritted his teeth and said, âPfft, youâre actually pretending to be pretentious. Iâve never seen anyone who can act so pretentiously. Come, come. Arenât you the higher management here? If you have the ability, let the people here come out and prove it to you.â
Ye Xiaofei said helplessly, âDo you think everyone else is as stupid as you?â
Song Mingdong snorted. âIâm stupid. Did you see that person who just walked past? Thatâs someone from the Nox Company. Why didnât he greet you when he came?â
âYou even found out.â Ye Xiaofei nodded and said to Xiao Qingyi, âLetâs go in.â
âThisâ¦â Xiao Qingyi hesitated.
Song Mingdong even said, âIf you go in with this guy, youâll never have the chance to work here again.â
Ye Xiaofei smiled at Xiao Qingyi and said, âDo you want to gamble with me?â
Xiao Qingyi met Ye Xiaofeiâs gaze and smiled sweetly like a spring flower. âAlright, then Iâll bet with you.â
âPretend! Continue pretending! I want to see how youâre going to end this.â
Song Mingdong followed behind the two of them as if he was watching a good show.
âThese two people who walked over are employees of the company. I saw them enter and leave the office with my own eyes just now. Arenât you the higher management here? Why didnât they greet you?â
âThatâs true. She didnât even look at you. Is there such a non-existent higher management?â
Song Mingdong was like a nagging old lady behind them.
Ye Xiaofei ignored him and went straight to the door of the HR Department.
Song Mingdong said sarcastically, âGo in. Weâve already come this far. If you donât go in, wonât you be exposed?â
Ye Xiaofei smiled faintly and put his hands behind his back. He had already heard someone coming towards the door.
As soon as the door opened, a tall white man in his thirties walked out. He paused for a moment, then smiled and said, âSecretary Ye, are you looking for me?â
The teasing smile on Song Mingdongâs face immediately froze.
He had specially observed that the person who came out was the manager of the HR Department.
And a manager was speaking to Ye Xiaofei in a respectful tone. Did that not mean that Ye Xiaofei was really the higher management here?
Ye Xiaofei nodded and said, âManager Charlie, this Miss Xiao Qingyi was late today because she was helping an old man. I happen to witness it. 1 think we shouldnât deprive such a kind-hearted girl of the opportunity to have an interview.â
Charlie immediately said, âSecretary Ye, thereâs absolutely no problem. We hate being late, but being late to save someone is completely forgivable. Iâll arrange an interview for her.â
Ye Xiaofei turned to Xiao Qingyi and said, âAlright, you can follow Charlie now. Good luck.â
Xiao Qingyi was extremely excited and said, âYouâre really the higher management here. God, Iâm so lucky. If I didnât meet you, I wouldnât have had this chance.â
Ye Xiaofei smiled and said, âA kind-hearted and smiling girl will usually have good luck.â
âThank you! Thank you! Then can I ask, what kind of secretary are you?â
Ye Xiaofei said with a smile, âIâm the Presidentâs secretary.â
âWow, then Iâm really hugging onto your thigh.â Xiao Qingyi stuck out her tongue.
âPresidentâs secretary? Impossible, how could you be the Presidentâs secretary?â Song Mingdong cried out involuntarily.
âWhatâs wrong? Am I not worthy?â Ye Xiaofei squinted his eyes and asked.
Song Mingdong said exasperatedly, âOf course, you donât deserve it. Youâre just a high school graduate. You donât even have the most basic education. What rights do you have to be the Presidentâs secretary?â
Ye Xiaofei nodded and said, âYouâre right, but I am, and you are not.â
âYouâ¦â Song Mingdong was speechless.
Ye Xiaofei waved his hand and turned to leave.
Song Mingdong looked at Ye Xiaofeiâs back with a face full of resentment.
But at this moment, he felt a chill behind him. He turned his head and met Charlieâs gaze.
Song Mingdongâs heart skipped a beat, and he immediately felt that something was wrong. He said anxiously, âMr. Charlie, Iâ¦â
Charlie waved his hand and interrupted Song Mingdong.. Then, he said coldly, âWe wonât hire such a narrow-minded person!â