The pushover offended a top-tier boss

She didn't dare turn around, and forced herself to continue: "41.7% of recent college graduates chose Binzhou as their first choice for employment, an increase of 1.2 percentage points compared to last year, and an increase of 3.1 percentage points compared to the year before..."

The voice sounded particularly thin in the quiet office, like someone reading a text in an empty auditorium.

"The percentage of contracts signed with high-quality enterprises exceeds 55% for some majors. The percentage of positions specifically for recent graduates in public institutions exceeds 50%. The percentage absorbed by the public service sector is close to 10%. There are 21,000 internship positions available..."

The presence behind her was overwhelming. She could feel his breath above her head, neither too heavy nor too light, as if he were deliberately suppressing it. If she leaned back even slightly, she could touch his chest, which made her panic.

"Ye Zhenzhen".

She stopped.

"Anyone could compile these data." His voice was calm and measured, each word resonating deep within her. "So, what is the purpose of your report? What problem does it aim to solve? What insights can it offer for decision-making?"

She opened her mouth, but couldn't answer.

"Brains are meant to be used, not just displayed."

Ye Zhenzhen bit her lip, and her eyes welled up with tears again.

She lowered her eyes, tears welling up, glanced at him timidly, then immediately lowered her head again, looking pitiful.

Zhou Huaijin looked at those reddened almond-shaped eyes and frowned slightly.

Hmph, all she does is play the victim.

"It's not like there's no improvement." He looked away, his voice lower. "It's better than last time."

Ye Zhenzhen was taken aback, unsure whether this counted as a compliment.

Let's just say we'll count...

"In the conclusion section, provide an in-depth summary and outline the work direction for next year." He leaned back in his chair. "Rewrite these two sections."

"Okay, boss... I'll go back and fix it..." she nodded quickly.

"Write it now, right here."

Ye Zhenzhen was stunned.

Write it here? Write it in front of you?

“Okay… okay…”

She sat frozen in her chair, her fingers hovering over the keyboard, her mind a complete blank. The mouse cursor blinked across the blank document, a silent urging.

I can't think of anything.

I have absolutely no ideas.

But the person behind him wouldn't leave. He just sat there, his arm draped over the back of the chair, seemingly casual, but his gaze remained fixed on the screen.

It's like when you're writing an essay and the teacher is watching you, and you can't squeeze out a single word.

That scent wafted over again, the woody fragrance mixed with a faint warmth, making her heart race for no apparent reason.

Zhou Huaijin stared at the screen for a few seconds, then frowned.

"I'll tell you, you write it down." The voice carried a hint of impatience.

Ye Zhenzhen quickly put her fingers back on the keyboard.

"This year, our city has achieved remarkable results in the employment of college graduates. The overall employment situation is stable, the employment structure continues to be optimized, and graduates are making more rational choices in their employment. Staying in Binhai to develop, settling down at the grassroots level, and devoting themselves to key industries have become the mainstream trends."

His voice was deep and steady, each word spoken as if he were reading a completed document. His wording was precise and his logic clear.

Ye Zhenzhen typed rapidly, her fingers clattering on the keyboard.

"Next, our city will continue to improve employment security and support measures. We will implement social security subsidies, job subsidies, and one-time employment subsidies to incentivize enterprises to hire graduates. We will also create internship opportunities to help graduates gain work experience. At the same time, we will increase support for graduates facing difficulties to ensure—"

He paused, his gaze falling on the screen, "Add 'safety net' after 'ensure'."

Ye Zhenzhen quickly added it.

She unconsciously swallowed. No wonder he's a prodigy; his words flowed effortlessly, clearly a genius at writing essays. She'd spent three days and three nights writing a report, and he could rewrite it offhand, making it ten times better than hers.

"Check for typos again," he said.

"Okay, okay..."

She had just finished typing the last paragraph when her hand slipped and she typed "保账" instead of "保保".

He read it a bit too fast just now, and he made quite a few mistakes himself.

She quickly deleted it and retyped it, her ears turning slightly red.

There was a sudden knock on the door.

Lin Rui pushed open the door and came in, holding a document in his hand: "Sir, this is an application from the Urban Construction Bureau. We need your signature."

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Teacher Ye sitting next to the leader, the two of them so close it didn't seem like a superior-subordinate reporting work situation. Her eyes were still red, her fingers rested on the keyboard, and her whole body was tense.

Tsk, did you make someone cry again?

When Ye Zhenzhen saw Lin Rui, it was like seeing a savior. Great! If he's in trouble, can she finally leave?

Zhou Huaijin simply raised his chin and said, "Put it here."

His gaze swept over Ye Zhenzhen, who was daydreaming, and he tapped his finger on the table: "Write seriously."

Ye Zhenzhen quickly looked back at the screen, on the verge of tears.

Lin Rui put down the documents, tactfully withdrew, and gently closed the door behind him.

After finishing typing the last paragraph, Ye Zhenzhen checked it again from beginning to end for any typos before cautiously saying, "Boss, it's all corrected."

Zhou Huaijin glanced at the screen, his gaze lingering on each line of text for a moment.

"Um."

He glanced at his watch; the hour hand was pointing to five.

"Let's go home."

Ye Zhenzhen felt as if she had been granted a pardon and almost jumped up from her chair: "Okay, goodbye, leader."

She closed her notebook, quickened her pace toward the door, and practically fled.

In the corridor, the door to the next office opened, and Chen Zheng came out carrying a backpack. When he saw her, he greeted her with a smile.

Unexpectedly, Zhou Huaijin also came out.

The three of them walked towards the elevator together.

It's no big deal. Leaving get off work together is perfectly normal.

Upon arriving at the lobby on the first floor, Chen Zheng walked towards the parking lot, while Ye Zhenzhen walked towards the entrance.

Her little electric scooter sat there all alone, a thin layer of dust on the seat. Just as she took out her keys, the security guard poked his head out of the guard booth:

"Hey, young lady, you can't park your electric bike here anymore. The area in front of the gate needs to be properly organized, and you can't just park it haphazardly."

Ye Zhenzhen nodded vigorously: "Okay, okay, I won't ride tomorrow..."

She bent down to unlock the door.

Footsteps sounded behind me.

She turned around and saw Zhou Huaijin standing on the steps at some point, his gaze falling on her before shifting to the electric scooter.

The bike is pink and white, with a pink helmet in the basket and a fluffy cartoon pendant hanging from the handlebars—a silly-looking duck.

Like the owner of the electric scooter, he exudes a kind of... stupidity.

Zhou Huaijin withdrew his gaze and said in a calm voice, "Don't ride this to work anymore."

Ye Zhenzhen was stunned for a moment.

What? You look down on her car? The country is even advocating for energy conservation and emission reduction.

"Okay, boss, I'll take the bus tomorrow..." she replied listlessly.

Buses are so congested; during rush hour, you have to wait for several buses to squeeze on, and then you have to transfer. It's really not as convenient as riding your own electric scooter. Her rented apartment is also far from the subway station, a twenty-minute walk.

Zhou Huaijin looked at her and suddenly asked, "Where do you live?"

"The Road Through a Thousand Mountains"

He didn't say anything more and turned to walk towards the car. Chen Zheng had already driven the car to the entrance; the black Hongqi sedan gleamed discreetly under the streetlights.

Zhou Huaijin paused before opening the car door.

"Chen Zheng, pick her up on your way tomorrow."

"Okay!" Chen Zheng winked at Ye Zhenzhen in the rearview mirror.

Ye Zhenzhen panicked: "No need, boss, I... I can easily take the bus—"

Zhou Huaijin ignored her and bent down to get into the car.