To marry into the family in place of his brother? Impossible!

Seeing that Jiang Jin Huan had not yet sent the documents, Song Qingci frowned.

"What happened? Where are the documents I requested?"

Sister Qian paused for a moment, then said, "I'll go check on Assistant Jiang right away!"

Sister Qian walked out of the office with her long, slender legs and turned into Jiang Jinhuan's office next door.

At this moment, Jiang Jinhuan was scratching his head as he looked at these documents.

"Jiang Jinhuan, how's the processing of the documents the president requested going?"

Jiang Jinhuan was somewhat surprised to see Sister Qian come in; she had actually come in person.

He doesn't even have time to hide now.

"That's about right!" Jiang Jinhuan said cautiously.

Sister Qian shook her head slightly: "Be more careful in the future. The CEO is very strict about work!"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Jinhuan felt even more uneasy.

Would his annotations be seen as a provocation against Song Qingci?

Sister Qian looked at Jiang Jinhuan, who was in a daze, and rubbed her forehead speechlessly.

"Okay, it's normal to feel a little disoriented since you're new here. Let me take these documents over for you!"

Looking at Jiang Jinhuan's tall and imposing figure, Sister Qian couldn't bear to scold him and stepped forward to personally hold the documents in her arms.

When she was on top of him, her full breasts almost made the buttons pop open.

Jiang Jinhuan quickly turned his head to look at the ceiling.

He faintly heard a low, amused laugh.

Sister Qian walked into the president's office carrying the documents.

Song Qingci's brows remained furrowed: "His work efficiency is too slow, and he's supposed to be a top student?"

Sister Qian said, "President, he's only just arrived. Theoretically, he should be an intern right now. It's already quite good that he's managed to summarize and organize these documents! Besides, some of them are entirely in foreign languages, which requires even higher abilities!"

Song Qingci looked at Sister Qian suspiciously: "You're quite good at defending him! But I'll review the documents involving foreign languages ​​myself!"

Sister Qian smiled and placed the document in front of Song Qingci.

The Song family is a large and powerful family with businesses both domestically and internationally, spanning multiple countries and speaking multiple languages.

Logically, they should all be translated into Chinese. However, since Song Qingci is also very knowledgeable and translation takes time, she directly views the foreign language documents and does not need her assistant to translate or organize them.

Because if the translation is not done well, it is easy to make mistakes.

Song Qingci began to peruse the documents.

Sister Qian smiled and walked away.

As soon as I stepped out of the office, I saw Jiang Jinhuan.

Sister Qian was startled and fell backward.

Jiang Jinhuan was startled and instinctively stepped forward to hug Sister Qian's waist.

"Sister Qian, are you alright?"

Qianjie snapped out of her daze, glared at Jiang Jinhuan with her alluring eyes, and said, "What are you doing standing here?"

But she was not angry, nor did she break free from Jiang Jinhuan's embrace.

Feeling the other person's strong body against her chest, Sister Qian's cheeks flushed for a moment, a rare occurrence, and her legs went weak.

Jiang Jinhuan then realized the amazing elasticity of his chest and quickly let go.

"I... I just came to check if there's anything the CEO needs!"

Sister Qian said, "Right now, the president is at work, and I'm handling everything in his personal life. You're his work assistant; the president will instruct you to do whatever he needs to do at work!"

Jiang Jin Huan replied, "Okay, I understand!"

He paused for a moment, then turned and left. Since things had already come to this, he would just wait and see how things developed.

The worst-case scenario is being fired or reprimanded; it's just starting all over again.

Once he understood, he stopped worrying, and Jiang Jinhuan's steps became steady.

Sister Qian patted her chest: "Hmph, this little guy is really bold! Daring to take advantage of me!"

Sister Qian went to make coffee.

The junior clerk next to her came over and said, "Sister Qian, why are you so happy today? Did something good happen?"

"Sister Qian, has finally given up and decided to find a man?"

Sister Qian blushed: "Go away, how dare you tease your sister?"

She poured herself a cup of coffee and prepared to leave.

But after thinking about it, she turned around, poured herself another glass, and then left.

Sister Qian first went to Jiang Jinhuan's office and then placed a cup of coffee on his desk.

Jiang Jinhuan was not in his office at the time.

She smiled and took another cup of coffee to the CEO's office.

After placing the coffee on the table, I sensed that something was off.

Sister Qian looked at Song Qingci.

Song Qingci stared at the documents she had just moved over.

Song Qingci spoke up: "Are you sure you got these documents from Jiang Jinhuan? Did they go anywhere else in between?"

Sister Qian was taken aback for a moment: "I got the documents directly from Assistant Jiang. I didn't go anywhere else on the way. Is there a problem with these documents, President?"

Song Qingci remained silent.

His eyes showed increasing surprise, but he said nothing and simply flipped through the documents in his hand.

Sister Qian looked at the documents with suspicion.

However, she didn't notice anything different.

She scratched her head and turned to leave.

After Sister Qian left, Song Qingci looked at the documents and suddenly snorted coldly, "What exactly do you mean? Trying to make me look at you differently? Hmph, how childish!"

"But his line of thinking is something I've never considered before..."

Then, as if struck by a sudden thought, she pressed the intercom button: "Assistant Jiang, accompany me to a business banquet the day after tomorrow. Dress nicely!"

Jiang Jinhuan put down the phone in surprise, just then his phone rang.

Upon opening the form, they were surprised to find a transfer of 500,000 yuan from Song Qingci.

Then another message came: "This is money for clothes, it's for work, and it's also your bonus. Don't overthink it! I don't want you to negatively impact the company's image!"

Jiang Jinhuan frowned. As Song Qingci's assistant, he only needed to wear his work clothes to business banquets.

It's likely that only those particularly favored assistants are qualified to wear haute couture suits.

He was a little worried as he looked at the 500,000 yuan. Should he accept it or not?

He had never attended any business banquets, so he really didn't know what was appropriate for an assistant to wear.

A bespoke suit would probably be inappropriate; I'm not a leader.

However, as Song Qingci said, dressing too shabbily is also not acceptable, as it would affect the company's image.

It seems the other party is still somewhat resentful about the time he went on a blind date with her wearing an inappropriate suit.

Is this woman holding a grudge?

What should I wear to a banquet?

Jiang Jinhuan scratched his head; he had never attended such a banquet before.

He was also sent away when the Jiang family held their banquet.

He has never shown his face at a dinner party.

If you don't know, you can only ask others.

Jiang Jinhuan immediately thought of Luo Qingyi.

Soon it was time to leave work.

Jiang Jinhuan got up and left the office.

When I got downstairs, I ran into Fatty Zhou.

Fatty Zhou leaned closer: "How was your first day as the CEO's assistant?"

Jiang Jinhuan said, "It's not easy; the job of a president's assistant is quite busy!"

Fatty Zhou scratched the back of his head and said, "Really? I get the feeling that being the president's assistant is pretty easy!"

Jiang Jinhuan thought for a moment about the documents he had processed, and said firmly, "Perhaps my abilities are not yet sufficient, but I will improve them as soon as possible!"