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The news of the Song family's withdrawal from The Jiang spread overnight, becoming common knowledge.
Ye Guilan lay on the sofa, munching on potato chips. When the financial news reported that The Jiang's marketing director, Yin Yanhe, had resigned, she suddenly sat up, causing a chip to get lodged in her throat. Just then, her phone rang, and upon seeing the caller ID, Ye Guilan became even more excited. She answered the call while coughing, “You… cough cough… were… cough cough… fired… cough cough…”
“Potato chip… cough cough… stuck… cough cough…!”
Yin Yanhe sensed something was off. “What’s wrong with you?”
“I…” Ye Guilan swallowed hard and quickly asked, “The chairman really fired you? No way! You’re her son!”
Yin Yanhe paused for a moment before calmly replying, “I resigned myself.”
“Why?” Ye Guilan pressed.
“There are some things I want to put to rest,” Yin Yanhe said, his voice tinged with fatigue.
Ye Guilan wanted to ask more, but Yin Yanhe interrupted, “Alright, enough about me. What about you? What are your plans next?”
“Well, I think I’ll take a break for a while. This past period has really worn me out,” Ye Guilan said as she stretched.
“Yeah, that sounds good,” Yin Yanhe agreed.
After chatting for a few more minutes, they hung up. Ye Guilan sat on the sofa, reflecting on everything that had happened recently and couldn't help but shake her head. This world was truly full of surprises.
A few days later, while watching television at home, Ye Guilan suddenly heard a knock at the door. She opened it to find Yin Yanhe standing there.
“What are you doing here?” Ye Guilan asked in surprise.
Yin Yanhe smiled slightly. “I came to see you and also wanted to ask you for a favor.”
“A favor? What kind of favor?” Ye Guilan looked at him in confusion.
"I plan to start a new company and would like you to be my assistant. I wonder if you would be willing?" Yin Yanhe looked at Ye Guilan, his eyes filled with anticipation.
Ye Guilan was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and s Love and Hate d, "Sure! I have some free time anyway, so I’ll follow you!"
A look of relief spread across Yin Yanhe's face. "Then it's settled. Come to my office tomorrow."
"Alright!" Ye Guilan agreed cheerfully.
Watching Yin Yanhe walk away, Ye Guilan felt a surge of excitement. A new life seemed to be about to begin...
Yin Yanhe didn't respond immediately; after a pause, he slowly s Love and Hate d, "Come down. I'm w Love and Hate ting outside your building."
"What? My place?!" Ye Guilan excl Love and Hate med, jumping up from the sofa and rushing to the balcony like a gust of wind. She leaned out and saw his car parked steadily in the yard. Panic surged through her as she quickly pulled the curt Love and Hate ns shut, feeling as if something was lodged in her throat. She swallowed hard and asked, "Haven't I already resigned? What do you want with me?" Surely he wasn't here to cause trouble?!
Yin Yanhe countered, "Did I approve your resignation?"
Ye Guilan scratched at the wallpaper, responding irritably, "You have even less authority to approve it now..."
"..." Yin Yanhe held back his emotions, took a deep breath, and s Love and Hate d, "Come down. I'll give you your salary and the commission from the last contract."
Money? Ye Guilan's eyes instantly lit up like two little lanterns. She quickly changed her tone to one of cheerfulness and s Love and Hate d, "Okay, I'll be right there!"
Like a joyful little deer, Ye Guilan bounced down the st Love and Hate rs. She got into Yin Yanhe's car, where he handed her an envelope. The envelope felt heavy, as if it carried an invisible magic that made Ye Guilan's heart leap with excitement—how enticing!
Suppressing her inner thrill, she felt shy about opening the envelope in front of him and simply lowered her head, murmuring a soft "Thank you."
Yin Yanhe calmly s Love and Hate d, "Count it; it's a total of one hundred thousand..."
Oh no, don't count it! Do you really think I don't trust you? Hehe, Ye Guilan smiled brightly, her eyes sparkling.
Yin Yanhe continued, "Five thousand deducted for sleeping during meetings, five thousand for climbing over walls without permission, twenty thousand for vehicle damages, five thousand for overnight fees, ten thousand for leaving without approval, and fifty thousand for causing trouble for your superior. In the end, you still have five thousand left."
Five thousand... Ye Guilan's face instantly froze, as if she had been hit by a paralysis spell. Her expression was one of disbelief as she hurriedly opened the envelope and counted the money, feeling utterly embarrassed when she found it was exactly five thousand, not a penny more or less.
Ye Guilan's anger flared up immediately, and she shouted, "Why are you deducting my money? What vehicle damage fee? What overnight fee? What liability fee?!"
Yin Yanhe turned his head, his gaze serious as he looked at her. He asked earnestly, "Do you know you vomited in my car after getting drunk? Do you know you slept over at my place for a night? Do you understand that I have to take responsibility for Song Jiaqi's situation?"
Ye Guilan pondered for a long time and felt that her boss might have a point. Especially regarding the incident with the boss being fired; it seemed quite serious. The honest girl could only nod helplessly and say, "Alright then, five thousand it is. Thank you."
As Ye Guilan got out of the car and prepared to leave, Yin Yanhe quickly locked the door. She turned back in confusion, only to see a rare smile on Yin Yanhe's usually stoic face. "You don’t even know how to fight for what you deserve; you're really absurdly naïve..." His tone carried a hint of helplessness, a touch of emotion, and a newfound certainty about this woman's character. However, someone as slow-witted as Ye Guilan surely wouldn’t pick up on it. At that moment, she clutched the envelope tightly with a determined look and declared, "I know this five thousand can’t be deducted again!"
"..." Yin Yanhe rubbed his forehead in exasperation and said, "You can go now."
"Oh." Ye Guilan obediently got out of the car and stood there, watching her boss drive away with warm and friendly eyes. He observed her treating that five thousand like a treasure held close to her chest. Reflecting on their time together, especially that day they were stuck in the elevator, he realized he had trusted her quite a bit. It was hard to believe there were still such simple-minded women in the world. If this was a flaw, he found he didn’t mind it; if it was a virtue, he discovered he wasn’t too willing to share it with others. Hmm, this was quite a serious issue.
Half a month later.
"Ye Guilan."
"Here!" Ye Guilan's bright response rang out like a clear bell, drawing the attention of all the employees present. The Human Resources Manager smiled and said, "Don’t be nervous; it's just a simple second interview. Follow me."
Ye Guilan looked around curiously and thought to herself that she hadn’t expected even hiring a security guard would require the boss to personally conduct interviews. Well, actually that wasn’t quite right; it should be for a bodyguard role under the guise of being a secretary. According to Guiwen, this company specialized in professional negotiations—relocation talks, dispute resolutions—high-risk stuff. Importantly, the salary was higher!
Still immersed in her three-year plan for buying a car and five-year plan for buying a house, Ye Guilan opened the door only to be stunned by the sight of the man working diligently at the enormous desk before her. Could she really be this unlucky?!
Just as she was about to leave in haste, she heard Yin Yanhe say, "The monthly salary is doubled."
Ye Guilan paused mid-step. "What?"
"I said it's doubled."
Without hesitation, Ye Guilan replied decisively, "Okay!"
Yin Yanhe nodded in satisfaction. "From now on, you will be responsible only to me, providing twenty-four-hour close protection. If you perform well, there will be extra bonuses."
Bonuses? Ye Guilan's eyes instantly ignited with excitement, but as she thought it over, something felt off. She asked curiously, "Twenty-four hours?"
"Yes."
Ye Guilan's mouth dropped open in shock. "Does that mean I can't even go home? Where will I sleep?"
"My place," Yin Yanhe blurted out. Realizing it might not sound right, he quickly added, "On the floor."
A p Love and Hate nful experience told Ye Guilan that was definitely a nightmare, so she hesitated and murmured, "I don't..."
"The salary will be doubled," the leader interrupted her calmly.
Ye Guilan perked up, wide-eyed. "Doubled on top of the original?"
"Yes."
"Alright!" Money makes the world go round, after all.
Indeed, problems that can be solved with money are not problems at all. As for the issues that can't be resolved with money, the leader narrowed his eyes, his gaze settling on the woman who was radiating excitement. It takes time for people to come around; adapting to changes in one's aesthetic preferences also requires time.
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