thoughts, not wanting to think about Fu Yan's face again, but her brain wouldn't listen. It buzzed insistently until the phone on the table started ringing frantically.She hurried over, and the moment...Chapter 4 0825

In investment banks, the PR position sounds good on paper, but everyone knows it's essentially a glorified gig of drinking and socializing.

To his eyes, I was apparently on the same level as a public relations person. Did he think last night's events were also arranged by Mr. Chen

Fu Yan's words made Xu Qinghuan's cheeks burn with heat, but because there were other people around, she could only force herself to temporarily ignore her pride and not leave.

She desperately needs this job, needing the money to pay for her mother's medical expenses.

"Seeing the atmosphere was getting cold, Manager Chen quickly forced a smile and said, 'She's just an assistant. Mr. Fu overthought things. I just thought that since you and Mr. Xu are both from Beijing, you might have some common topics to talk about, so I invited her over! If you're unhappy, I can have her leave now!'"

Having said that, he shot a look at Xu Qinghuan. The latter immediately turned around and was about to leave when Fu Yan sighed, "Sit down."

"...."

"Xiao Xu, didn't you hear Mr. Fu wants you to sit down."

Xu Qinghuan, holding her back straight, had just sat down when Manager Chen glared at her fiercely and urged her to pour wine for Fu Yan.

She lowered her eyelashes and brought the wine bottle closer. Her glass was blocked by his large hand before she could take a sip.

"Manager Chen, if you want to stay successful for a long time at Shengshi, relying on shortcuts won't work. I've been following the projects at Han Yang. Shengshi is in a passive situation right now. Please submit the replenishment application as soon as possible and do your best to minimize the losses."

Fu Yan's tone left no room for doubt, he was issuing Chen Manager an ultimatum. His tightly furrowed brows clearly indicated his displeasure.

"Yes, yes, Mr. Fu, this time it was indeed my mistake. Next time I will definitely..."

"There won't be a next time."

He withdrew his hand that was shielding the wine glass, grabbed his coat and stood up to leave the room with his secretary. He didn't give anyone any face and didn't spare her even a glance the entire time.

After everyone left, Manager Chen's anger finally boiled over and he immediately lashed out at Xu Qinghuan!

"What did I bring you here for You can't even smile Mr. Fu came to see your face, you know"

"Mr. Chen, my job duties don't include accompanying guests for drinking, and I haven't received any training in that area."

"Dare you talk back Do you know how much effort I put into setting up this dinner I thought you were pretty and clever, but you turned out to be useless! I should fire you!"

After venting her frustration, Manager Chen glared fiercely at her before kicking the door and leaving.

This is the most embarrassing situation I've ever experienced since starting my career as a self-proclaimed independent contractor.

She thought she would cry, but besides her eyes being a little sore, there weren't many tears to shed. She knew this when she entered the industry: the lower your rank, the lower your head.

However, Fu Yanshi's aloofness was something she hadn't expected. She thought...she thought that with their connection and knowing it was her last night, he would at least show some leniency.

As expected, rumors about him being difficult to get along with are true.

Walking in heels towards the hotel room, her phone rang inside her bag. It was Fu Jiajia.

"Why did Lao Chen kick you out of the Group 3 work chat What happened"

"It's nothing."

"Looks like the beauty trick failed, huh" Fu Jiajia was sometimes quite intelligent. "I figured from the start that this wouldn't work on someone like President Fu who is so pure and indifferent."

Xu Qinghuan twitched her lips, suddenly wanting to laugh. "He's ascetic"

Last night's ordeal nearly broke her, but she has no idea who was responsible.

"I'm just saying what I get from him! Our Mr. Fu still has a sweetheart, supposedly for many years."

Fu Jiajia's words, though seemingly unintentional, reminded Xu Qinghuan of the numerical tattoo on Fu Yan's collarbone.

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This looks like a date.asked about her job, Xu Qinghuan hurriedly nodded. "It's me.""Have you carefully looked over the company's financials" Fu Yan Shi leaned back slightly, awaiting her response."I've checked, their compa...