Chapter Five.

He adjusted his expression slightly and said, "The email you sent me when you transferred, I have been keeping it."

You are suitable. He replied succinctly, seeing my confusion and silence, he smiled lightly and said casually, "When you were an assistant, you also had dealings with the media, so you are not unfamiliar. Come and assist Zheng Xun first. He is currently in charge of Chen Qian's affairs, and will gradually hand them over to you in the future."

I ordered steamed chicken feet, salted bone porridge, blanched phoenix tail, and almond tea.

However... I want to say that it is a field that I have no experience in, but this seems insufficient to constitute a reason for hesitation. In the end, I can only ask, "Why me?"

Under the swaying and ambiguous light in the VIP private room, his face is so gentle.

I hesitated, "Here?"

He took a sip of tea, holding the cup, and slowly said, "There are some things that I don't necessarily have to tell you all at once now. Even if you know, it may not necessarily be a good thing. Some things you have to see and think for yourself. Matters in the planning department, especially those involving the media, are like the gray areas in the sales department, with potential hidden rules. You should be somewhat aware of this."

I knew that he was accustomed to using provocative language to manipulate people's hearts, but I still couldn't resist. This sentence touched a sensitive nerve.

She was dancing, and suddenly jumped off the table, came to Mu Yan's front, and boldly and provocatively danced in front of him. When her long legs kicked up, they almost brushed past his knees. The people present were so excited that they were ecstatic. Mu Yan smiled and, amidst the enthusiastic cheers, moved his body in perfect coordination. He was a master dancer, a very skilled one. Just a slight movement of his shoulders and waist was already fatally attractive. The people present were so excited that they were ecstatic. Mu Yan smiled and, amidst the enthusiastic cheers, moved his body in perfect coordination. He was a master dancer, a very skilled one. Just a slight movement of his shoulders and waist was already fatally attractive.

As the horsehoof-shaped pastries were served, he slowly sipped a cup of tea and watched my battle with the pastries.

I held back for a moment and still asked, "Why did Chen Qian resign?"

That Friday night was very ordinary, the last day of a busy work week, always the same feeling of relief mixed with a sense of loss.

I was stunned again, unable to adapt to his style of turning points.

So you have no retreat, you must do it well.

He looks extremely fierce.

I caught a glimpse of him under the lights.

"What if I can't do it well either?" I asked tentatively.

Meng Qi came to pay me respect. That night, she had already had several drinks with me. She seemed almost drunk, but she came over and poured a full glass, wanting to toast with me. I pushed the glass away, saying that she had drunk too much. However, she suddenly grabbed my arm tightly and buried her face in my neck, crying without any warning.

I want to know, if I am transferred back to the Planning Department, what would you have me do? I gave up beating around the bush and asked him directly.

We have all drunk a lot of alcohol.

He looked at me for a long time, with a sincere but helpless tone in his eyes, "You are clear about what kind of position this is. Your situation will not be easy in the future. However, the most important thing I have said before, I hope you still remember—no matter what we face, our team is a cohesive whole."

This is simply a location like a volcanic crater.

The small shop is very clean, with wooden tables and chairs, blue and white checkered tablecloths, and a unique campus flavor.

Is there a problem? He looked at me without giving a definite answer.

When I came out, I saw Muyan waiting for me at the door. I told him that I was already drunk, so I wouldn't go back to drink anymore, and then I left.

As I stumbled to the entrance, Mu Yan grabbed me and, in front of the onlookers at the women's restroom, reproachfully said, "If you can't handle it, don't force yourself. Who told you to drink so much!"

With his movement, the atmosphere suddenly became explosive as if it was about to ignite. The women's screams drowned out the music, including my own.

I am not a person who is bad at drinking, but that day, a glass of alcohol completely made me drunk.

So this is what trust looks like.

There was a faint and sudden feeling spreading over my head.

I stood stiffly, letting her embrace me. I remained stiff for a while, but finally hugged her and accompanied her as she tilted her head back and drank that glass of wine.

Perhaps silence cannot conceal the disappointment and confusion on my face, and he smiled at me.

Anyone who asks me why I gave up a good design major and turned to marketing, I always have one answerーbecause I have no talent or interest in design, and because I prefer more challenging work.

Am I stupid?

I have also been childish before. He still smiled.

How can I remain calm and composed, on nights where everything seems familiar, on the same car, with the same people?

I forgot my depression in this vibrant atmosphere, laughing and shouting among the crowd.

Things were delivered and a grand feast was laid out on the table.

I widened my eyes and said, "Do you want me to take over Chen Qian's job?"

He lowered his head and drank tea, without answering.

I looked at him in astonishment, not only astonished by this fact, but also astonished by his frankness and directness. He wouldn't even make up an excuse to deceive me, and I was even more astonished that after listening to such words, I actually... It's not fear or disappointment, it's not anger, I, I am moved and excited.