Chapter 12

"President, what's wrong with you?"

The soft inquiry from her secretary brought Yu Jing back from her daze. She then walked out without a word and quickly got into a Bentley that was already running.

After getting into the car, Yu Jing's mind was not at ease. Although she hadn't seen clearly, she still trusted her eyes; that person was definitely him. She just didn't expect that after they had just parted yesterday, he would actually come to her company today.

Thinking back to yesterday, due to some recent events, she had been tormented to the point where she couldn't bear it and went out to vent. She hadn't expected that in the end, she would end up in bed with someone. Although she wasn't a naive girl anymore, she had remained chaste after her husband's death.

While she understood that she wasn't without the need to vent, she was even more aware of what kind of men were trying to get close to her. She didn't want her private life to get her into trouble.

She originally thought that yesterday's incident was just an accident, but seeing that person at her company today, the highly cautious Yu Jing didn't think it was a coincidence.

Was that person deliberately arranged by someone? Thinking about how he appeared to drink with her yesterday, Yu Jing felt that this possibility was very high, and she couldn't help but feel a chill.

Who was trying to make a move on her? She had to find out and make them understand the consequences of daring to make a move on her, especially in such a way.

At this moment, Mu Yan was listening to the middle-aged woman in front of him explaining some company rules and the tasks he needed to do. He had no idea that he had already caught the attention of the company's president.

The salary was 3,800, not high but not low either. Without hesitation, Mu Yan signed the contract and proudly became an employee of Fenghua Group.

Fenghua Group required employees to wear work cards. However, when Mu Yan received his work card, he found that his card number was 9527.

"Meina, this card number is really lucky!" Mu Yan said with a bitter smile, looking at the number on the work card.

"Hehe, all the headquarters employees' card numbers start with 9. You are the 527th employee working at the headquarters, Mu Yan. 9527 is a number for those who sneak into wealthy households to steal beauty. You haven't married yet, and there are many lovely young women in the company. Don't miss out!" Fang Meina said with a smile.

Fang Meina was a trusted subordinate of Zhang Shuo, the head of the personnel department. She naturally did her job well under her superior's guidance. Mu Yan was also quite sweet in his words, so after a formal interview and signing, the two of them seemed to have known each other for at least a month.

Mu Yan just smiled, but he didn't really mind. According to Fang Meina, those who worked at Fenghua had a secure future. Marrying one of them would at least ensure a comfortable life. If he could find a girl who could manage a household, Mu Yan wouldn't mind it.

At noon, he had lunch with Fang Meina in the company cafeteria. In the afternoon, after completing the procedures, Fang Meina took Mu Yan directly into the elevator and led him to his department.

However, when Mu Yan entered the elevator, he saw Fang Meina press the button for the second basement floor.

"Huh? My department is actually underground? I remember my department is called the Resource Allocation Department. It sounds pretty impressive, so it should have a lot of power!" Mu Yan felt a bit puzzled.

When the elevator door opened, Mu Yan's mouth twitched.

Under the dim lighting, there were piles of office supplies and cleaning tools everywhere. By the sink, a few cleaning aunties were washing mops, and the smell of mold filled his nose.

"Meina, is this the Resource Allocation Department?" Mu Yan asked, not quite believing it.

Fang Meina smiled a bit awkwardly and said, "Yes, most of this area is for the Resource Allocation Department, and a small part is for the cleaning company."

Seeing Fang Meina's affirmative answer, Mu Yan followed her through rows of paper walls made of printer paper and toilet paper, and saw a few old desks and computers that sounded like tractors, as well as a few colleagues who didn't look like white-collar workers in a large company.

"Manager Zhong, why are you here?" A man in his forties, who looked like he had a decent desk, immediately stood up with a smile and walked to Mu Yan and Fang Meina.

Mu Yan saw that his name was Zhong Jiaqiang, and his position was the manager of the Resource Allocation Department. However, when facing Fang Meina, it seemed as if her position was higher than his.

"Manager Zhong, this is the new office assistant, Mu Yan. He will be under your supervision from now on!" Fang Meina said.

"Oh! Mu Yan, welcome to our team!" Manager Zhong extended his hand politely and shook Mu Yan's hand.

"Alright, I'll leave him to you. I'm leaving. Mu Yan, if you have any questions, you can ask Manager Zhong. He's an old-timer in the company!" Fang Meina said with a smile and left quickly, clearly not liking the moldy smell here.

"Old Fan, go call Tong Ling over so everyone can meet her!" As soon as Fang Meina left, Zhong Jiaqiang immediately gave orders to his subordinate.

Old Fan, hearing this, didn't move from his chair but shouted loudly, "Xiao Ling, we have a new colleague. The manager wants you to come over!"

After Old Fan shouted, Mu Yan understood why Zhong Jiaqiang wanted him to call someone. Old Fan's voice was really loud. In this underground area, his shout echoed in his ears, sounding like a loudspeaker, making it impossible not to hear.

Soon, Mu Yan saw a young woman in her twenties, wearing a white shirt and jeans, walk out from behind the paper walls. She was holding a notebook, apparently writing something. After returning, she saw that everyone was sitting, and since she had no seat, she used a few packs of printer paper as a stool.

"Everyone is here!" Zhong Jiaqiang said with a smile after she sat down.

Mu Yan sighed inwardly. Besides Zhong Jiaqiang, Tong Ling, Old Fan, and himself, there were only three other people in this department.

A woman in her forties named Cheng Juanjuan, whom everyone called Cheng Jiejie.

A man in his thirties with thick glasses, who looked like a bookworm, named Li Xian. Because he liked reading martial arts novels, everyone called him Glasses Hero.

An old man in his fifties, a bit older than Old Fan, named Su Jianguo, whom everyone called Old Su.

Looking at these people, Mu Yan knew that this place was definitely a retirement home and a cold palace. Otherwise, who would work here?

I really have the fate of 9527! I just wonder if I have the luck of 9527.

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