"You have a Ph.D., and you have been an executive for three years and a CEO for one year in the Kalman Group in the UK. With your resume, you can apply for a small HR position in our group. You...Don't you feel inferior?"

The HR manager sat at the front desk of the conference room, looked at the young people below, and showed the resume in his hand to his colleagues, who were also very impressed.

The young man said: "No, when I come back to China, I just want to start from scratch and learn more about the domestic market. Your group is my best choice among many groups in China. I believe my choice will not be wrong."

The manager smiled and spoke very politely.

"Thank you, you have flattered me. It is no problem to apply for the position of Human Resources Department with your qualifications, but we really feel a little inferior."

The two colleagues around him nodded in agreement.

The manager said: "Well, let me submit your resume and see if there are any more important positions in the company that are suitable for you. We will contact you later, what do you think?"

"Can."

The young man smiled and nodded.

"Okay, then..."

Boom, two taps interrupted the ongoing interview.

The male colleague next to the manager took the initiative to open the door. When he saw the person coming, he straightened up and turned to look at his manager. The manager immediately stood up and greeted him.

The young man looked towards them, and it was a woman in professional attire, with exquisite makeup and a very capable temperament.

"Secretary Zhong, why are you here?" The manager followed the woman to the door.

Secretary Zhong is the secretary next to Mr. Jiang, and her appearance means that Mr. Jiang has something to order, or something that needs to be executed by Secretary Zhong.

Secretary Zhong said: "I know that you are arranging an interview today, so I came here specially. Chen Zhu took a long vacation because he was unwell, so Mr. Jiang is short of an assistant. Please pay attention to the manager. If there is a good candidate, please send your resumeSend it to my office."

"No problem, oh, by the way, there happens to be a person with very good qualifications. I wonder if he is willing to be an assistant." The manager glanced through the open door, and the very outstanding young manStill sitting there.

The temperament and appearance are also good.

Secretary Zhong followed the manager's line of sight.

"Wait for me a moment," the manager finished speaking, pushed open the door, and then took the other party's resume from the stage and handed it directly to Secretary Zhong, "Look, among all the interviewees today, he is the best, the assistantHe must be qualified for the position. Our company has always been interested in talents, so it would be a pity to let them go. I think they can be used first. In the future, it is not bad to transfer to other positions if they are more suitable or have excellent working ability. What do you think?"

"Xue Ning? Well, it is indeed possible," Secretary Zhong readily agreed, "Then I will talk to him alone."

"That's the best."

Secretary Zhong walked into the conference room and smiled politely at Xue Ning, "Mr. Xue, can you talk to me alone?"

Xue Ning agreed: "Yes."

He was invited to the meeting room next door. There were only him and Secretary Zhong. Secretary Zhong cut straight to the point and said, "Mr. Xue, right now, the president's office is short of an assistant. Would you like to take the position?"

"Assistant to the President's Office?"

"Yes, as for me, I am the secretary next to the president. I am mainly responsible for work matters. The assistant's duty is to help me share part of the work and take care of some details of the president's life."

Xue Ning was a little hesitant. Of course he knew who the president was, and he came here for Jiang Chenfeng when he returned to China. After so many years, he still couldn't let it go. He wanted to pay attention to Jiang Chenfeng silently in Jiang Chenfeng's company, but once he became an assistant, wouldn't he let him go?Jiang Chenfeng knew that he had returned to the country.

"I'm sorry, but I'm taking the liberty to ask, President... is he single?"

"Whether the president is single or not is a consideration of whether you are willing to take this job?"

Although a little embarrassed, Xue Ning still admitted, "Yes."

If Jiang Chenfeng is married or has a girlfriend, then he just wants to quietly look at the person he likes in the corner. If Jiang Chenfeng is single, then he doesn't mind hanging around under his nose every day.

Involuntarily, my heart beat faster.

Secretary Zhong said: "As far as I know, she is single."

So, did Jiang Chenfeng break up with his high school girlfriend?

Knowing that an old classmate broke up with his girlfriend, under normal circumstances, he should feel sorry for it, Xue Ning thought too, but the corners of his mouth still couldn't help but curl up slightly.

"How about thinking about it? Are you willing?" Secretary Zhong asked again.

Xue Ning agreed, "Yes, I can do this job."

About twenty minutes later, Xue Ning left the meeting room. Secretary Zhong watched his back disappear at the elevator door. She was puzzled by the question of whether the president was single, but from the other party's conversation and behavior, she couldn't feel Xue Ning at all.It was superficially aimed at Mr. Jiang himself.

It may be... If the president is not single, it will be more troublesome to work?

Secretary Zhong couldn't figure it out, shook his head, and walked towards the president's office on high heels.

Xue Ning walked back to the apartment, jumped into the bed happily, hugged the pillow and stared at the ceiling.

I don't know if Jiang Chenfeng still recognizes him after eight years.

Thinking about it, he jumped up again and hurried to the bathroom.

The self in the mirror no longer wears glasses, but has changed to contact lenses, and his hairstyle has also changed. He turned on the faucet, dabbed his fingers in some water and fiddled with his hair, trying to restore the messy hairstyle in high school and compare it with now.

It seems that... the difference is not very big.

In fact, it is still a bit big. The glasses before are too rustic, and the bangs also cover the forehead, so it is not ugly.

At night, he didn't sleep well and almost suffered from insomnia. Fortunately, he had maintained a good work and rest habit, and finally felt sleepy at 1 am. Before going to bed, he set the alarm clock and got up on time the next day to go to the company.

The rented apartment is very close to the company, and it takes only ten minutes to walk there.

"Xue Ning, this is your workstation." Secretary Zhong led him to a cubicle on the floor of the President's Office, then pointed to the room next to the President's Office and said, "That's my office, what's the matter?"You can come to me directly."

"Okay, thank you Secretary Zhong."

"You don't have to be so polite. The position of assistant is only temporary. You should work hard and familiarize yourself with our company environment. When Chen Zhu comes back, the company will transfer you to a more suitable position and have your own office."

Xue Ning listened, Secretary Zhong was very nice, and told him some detailed work content and today's arrangements, and learned about Jiang Chenfeng's daily schedule and Jiang Chenfeng's usual habits.

While chatting, several greetings came from other cubicles not far away.

"Morning, Mr. Jiang."

"Mr. Jiang, morning."

"morning."

It's Jiang Chenfeng who is here!

Unable to restrain it, Xue Ning's heartbeat began to speed up, and the sound of steady and powerful footsteps was getting closer and closer. Secretary Zhong beside him bowed slightly and said, "Mr. Jiang."

"Well," the man's voice was low and familiar.

The pace of passing by did not stop at all.

Xue Ning kept his head down, and he wanted to be like Secretary Zhong, saying good morning calmly, but he couldn't say anything when the words reached his throat, his blood boiled with surging emotions, and his eyes were slightly red.

"Xue Ning, Xue Ning?" Secretary Zhong called him.

"Ah?" Xue Ning returned to his senses.

"It was Mr. Jiang just now. Don't look at him as serious. In fact, he is a very nice person. As long as he completes his own work with peace of mind, he will not be picky."

"Ah, um."

Yes, Jiang Chenfeng is a very nice person, he said silently in his heart.

In the morning, apart from meetings, Jiang Chenfeng was reviewing documents or meeting guests. Xue Ning was responsible for helping to copy materials, recording conversations during the meeting, and helping Secretary Zhong connect with a construction company. He was able to do these things with ease, but.... several timesHe passed by Jiang Chenfeng with his head down.

I don't know if Jiang Chenfeng recognized him, or if Secretary Zhong hasn't introduced his new assistant yet.

His job as an assistant is cumbersome and busy, let alone Jiang Chenfeng, how could he have time to pay attention to whether the assistant is new.

Thinking of this, feel a little frustrated.

In the afternoon, he and Secretary Zhong needed to accompany Mr. Jiang to take a piece of land. The group had a new home project to be developed. Xue Ning brought the materials and walked behind Secretary Zhong, keeping a relatively large distance from Jiang Chenfeng.

The tall man sat in the back seat of the special car, and Secretary Zhong got into the car together.

Xue Ning got into the co-pilot, holding the documents in his hand anxiously.

"The competitors this time include Desheng, Changrong, and Shoshi. Do you think I should contact your friend? Shoshi Group has no intention of entering real estate, but it always comes to make jokes and raise the auction price.this....."

"No need," Jiang Chenfeng interrupted Secretary Zhong without saying anything more.

"Okay," Secretary Zhong thought of something, "By the way, Mr. Jiang, this is the new assistant, Xue Ning, I forgot to introduce you."

Xue Ning's heart rose to his throat, his back stiffened.

Then turn around slowly.

I wanted to say hello, but the man in the back seat just looked at the information in his hand intently, hummed casually without even raising his head, it seemed that the name Xue Ning didn't cause any waves in his heart.

Did Jiang Chenfeng really forget him?

He doesn't remember them ever going camping together?Don't you remember that he carried him on his back when you went up the mountain, didn't you remember that he helped him catch caterpillars, don't you remember that they blew the wind together under the starry sky at night?

Don't you remember that he sent yourself home, don't you remember the parting kiss?

Jiang Chenfeng, don't you remember?

Xue Ning really wanted to ask Jiang Chenfeng.

But no, he didn't dare, Jiang Chenfeng had already forgotten about him, there is nothing to ask, if the other party barely remembers it, it will only increase embarrassment.

He looks down.

A tear fell on the folder in his hand.

The driver of the car noticed it, looked at him in surprise, and then looked away.

Xue Ning raised his hand to wipe away the moisture from the corners of his eyes. Everything returned to normal, but he still felt uncomfortable. When he got out of the car, his head dropped even lower, and he accidentally bumped into Jiang Chenfeng. He panicked a little, "I'm sorry, Jiang Chenfeng.total."

Jiang Chenfeng walked into the auction without saying anything.