The pushover offended a top-tier boss

This was the first time Chen Yu had been so bluntly retorted, and he couldn't find a single word to say in response.

Lin Zhi was telling the truth; she liked clean-cut young men. Clean, obedient, strong, and capable of providing emotional support.

She has never lacked suitors, and she is completely indifferent to men in their thirties.

Besides, who would fall in love with their boss?

That's a job with a million-dollar annual salary.

If feelings are gone, you can always start a new relationship; but once money is gone, it's truly gone.

She gave a professional smile: "Mr. Chen, if there's nothing else, I'll go and complete the handover."

After saying that, he turned around and walked out with light steps.

Chen Yu looked at that retreating figure and felt a pang of unease.

Lin Zhi acted quickly, completing all the formalities in one morning, and by noon he was already sitting in the assistant's office next to the president's office.

The office chair was newly replaced, the desk was polished to a shine, a brand new computer was on the windowsill, and a money tree she brought was placed there. She leaned back in the chair and let out a long sigh.

She settled into that position.

Although the title of "CEO's Assistant" sounds like just an assistant, it actually wields considerable power, allowing the CEO to perform many tasks on her behalf. She plans to stay here for three to five years, then be promoted to a regional director or something similar, at which point she'll truly achieve financial freedom.

Doubling the performance wasn't exactly an exaggeration. She had studied Juling's financial reports and growth curves over the past few years. Although Chen Yu was young, her vision was indeed unique, and she always managed to accurately time the industry trends. So, while the "doubling" figure might seem daunting, it wasn't a pipe dream at all, as long as she worked hard enough.

She immediately asked the secretary for the president's schedule, went through it from beginning to end, and even silently memorized his private weekend schedule, ready to roll up her sleeves and get to work.

The president's office and the assistant's office are separated by only one wall, which is a large glass wall with blinds in the middle. When the blinds are open, you can see the shadows of people on the other side.

When Chen Yu looked up, he saw the woman—her light brown curly hair was neatly pulled back, and she wore frameless glasses on her nose. She was intently typing something on the computer screen, her fingers flying across the keyboard.

Wearing glasses, she lost some of her alluring charm.

He glanced at it, pressed a button on the remote, and the blinds slowly closed.

The next day was a business trip, and Lin Zhi was required to accompany him. However, just before departure, the company's major client, General Manager Qin, changed the dates at the last minute. Chen Yu glanced at the schedule:

"Assistant Lin, you stay and attend to the client. President Qin has been cultivating this relationship for a long time. Whether or not business is discussed, maintaining the relationship is what matters."

He paused, perhaps still worried, and added, "Contact me anytime if you can't handle it."

"OK." Lin Zhi readily agreed and turned to ask Secretary Wang for the client information.

Ms. Qin is a woman in her late thirties who is quite well-known in Beijing's business circles. After several rounds of negotiations, the contract has not yet been signed.

Chen Yu took Secretary Wang to the branch office and didn't return until the next morning. Throughout the day, Lin Zhi neither called for help nor reported the work results to him.

As soon as I turned the corner of the corridor, I saw that the assistant's office door was half open.

His new assistant was leaning back in her office chair, her legs casually propped up on the desk. Her skirt was so short it barely covered her upper thighs, revealing a section of her long, fair legs with slender ankles and dark red nail polish on her toes, like a few ripe berries.

She was sleeping soundly, her head tilted to one side, her eyelashes casting a small shadow under her eyes.

Chen Yu's face instantly turned cold, and her secretary rushed forward to wake her up.

"Handsome Lin, wake up—"

Lin Zhi was woken up, frowned and yawned, still sleepy with her eyes not fully open, and mumbled an "Mmm".

Chen Yu stood at the door, looking at her posture, his temples throbbing twice. His voice deepened: "Lin Zhi, this is working hours. I told you to treat the company like home, and you actually are?"

"Yesterday you were shouting slogans all the time, and today you're just going to lie there and take a nap? How do you plan to achieve double the performance targets?"

Lin Zhi rubbed his eyes and slammed a contract onto the table.

Secretary Wang leaned over for a look, and his jaw nearly dropped: "My God... a contract from the Qin Group?! Assistant Lin, you actually signed it?"

The company had been trying to win over Mr. Qin, a client, for over half a year, and Mr. Chen had personally negotiated with him twice without success. But this woman managed to secure him in just one day.

Chen Yu opened the contract and scanned it from top to bottom. The terms were clear, the amount was much higher than expected, and the contract term had been changed from one year to three years.

He closed the file, glanced up at her, gritted his teeth, and said, "Secretary Wang, take her to the president's lounge to sleep."

Secretary Wang quickly stepped aside to make way: "Assistant Lin, please."

Lin Zhi rolled her eyes silently. Sure enough, capitalists only care about money. Once the contract is signed, they immediately become all smiles.

Secretary Wang followed behind, noticing Lin Zhi's extremely tired appearance, and couldn't help but ask, "Assistant Lin, what happened yesterday?"

She yawned: "I've been entertaining clients."

Secretary Wang's face froze for a moment. Accompanying a client? Yesterday's client was a woman, why were you keeping her company so late?

"Ah, I went to catch a client cheating," Lin Zhi added with his eyes closed.

"Caught in the act?!" Secretary Wang almost couldn't suppress his voice. Even the most professional person can't resist the temptation of gossip.

But Lin Zhi was already fully lying down. He waved his hand and said, "Please close the door behind you, thank you."

The bed in the lounge was so soft; she sank into it and felt a wave of relief wash over her.

That old bastard really knows how to enjoy life.

Sigh, it's all thanks to us, the beasts of burden, who risked our lives for him.

Yesterday, Lin Zhi accompanied President Qin for an afternoon of golf. President Qin was a cold beauty, and she didn't say much throughout the game, her smiles were only three-tenths of their usual intensity. Lin Zhi spent the whole afternoon with her but couldn't find any breakthrough.

During halftime, President Qin received a phone call. After listening for a few seconds, his expression changed, and he hung up, grabbed his bag, and left.

Lin Zhi quickly followed, saying, "President Qin, take me with you! I've practiced Sanda (Chinese kickboxing)."

The two stormed into the hotel, and when they opened the door, they found Mr. Qin's husband embracing a young girl; the scene was quite indecent.

Without saying a word, the two of them went up and started attacking, beating up the scumbag and then the mistress.

Afterwards, President Qin took her out for drinks, and she cried so much that her makeup was ruined.

Lin Zhi stood beside her, handing her tissues and pouring her wine: "Sis, with your looks, wouldn't it be great to find a twenty-year-old guy? Obedient, clean, and good at making you happy. I'll find you one right now, he has to be a campus heartthrob!"

She actually pulled out her phone and called three male college students.

President Qin was a man of strong emotions, and he pulled her aside to become sworn brothers.

The contract was signed on the spot, and it was even changed from one year to three years.