Chapter 7 Loyalty
Pushing the door open, I found the office large and deserted, with three panoramic floor-to-ceiling windows that were clean and bright. Looking up, I saw the distant horizon wrapped in the early morning sunlight, which passed through the thick glass and gently spread on the man's noble and upright back.

Every time he stepped into this office, Liang Weining could always see Su Xing’s blue harbor behind the building at first sight.

It was an indescribable visual impact.

It’s as if every morning when I come here, I am reborn countless times.

The coffee was placed on the table. Liang Weining lowered her eyes and saw the man's hand resting on the armrest of the chair. His finger bones were distinct and long. When he took a sip of the coffee, the steel watch on his wrist made his temperament more mature and noble. His ordinary behavior showed the self-control and carefreeness of a thirty-year-old man who had been in a high position for a long time.

After finishing everything, Liang Weining was ready to leave.

But she heard Chen Jingyuan call her back calmly, "Secretary Liang didn't sleep well last night."

When the man said this, he did not raise his eyes, but his gaze was fixed calmly on the project plan on the table.

Liang Weining was slightly startled when he heard this, and subconsciously touched his lower eyelid with his hand.

I thought to myself, maybe the powder wasn’t thick enough to cover the dark circles under my eyes?

The next moment, the boss's additional words made her realize the truth of her death.

Chen Jingyuan took a moment to glance at the coffee next to him and reminded him calmly, "I added sugar."

Ok?
The air was quiet, and Liang Weining reacted belatedly.

Surprisingly, sugar was added!

A little dazed.

She wasn't sure if it was because she was distracted while making coffee. Such a low-level mistake rarely happened to her.

Liang Weining walked over guiltily, picked up the coffee and walked out, "Sorry, Mr. Chen, I'll go get another cup."

Chen Jingyuan didn't say anything and showed no emotion from beginning to end. Only when the girl turned and left without hesitation did the tip of the pen on the document pause slightly, but only for half a second before returning to normal.

The second cup of coffee was delivered eight minutes later.

Two minutes faster than the first time.

At the desk, Chen Jingyuan asked her calmly, "How can you be sure that I will keep this cup?"

Liang Weining said with a firm look, "If you don't like it anymore, you can fire me immediately."

He raised his eyelids, glanced calmly at the girl in a professional suit, and then locked his eyes on the cup of coffee.

After two seconds of silence, Chen Jingyuan stood up, took a cigarette, walked to the floor-to-ceiling window and lit it.

The small grinding wheel of the lighter made a slight scraping sound, creating shallow ripples in Liang Weining's heart.

Looking at the man's back, she boldly asked, "Did Mr. Chen really add sugar to the coffee he just drank?"

Seconds after the words fell, Liang Weining seemed to feel the air sink a little.

In front of the French window, the tall figure of the man did not move.

Facing the girl's subsequent questioning, Chen Jingyuan slowly exhaled a puff of cigarette, with his hand holding the cigarette hanging naturally at his side. As he spoke, his whole breath remained calm and steady.

He asked calmly, "Secretary Liang can't even judge the things he handled, so why would he go to the trouble of looking for answers from other people?"

Hearing this, Liang Weining retorted softly: "You are not someone else, you are Mr. Chen."

"What is the difference."

Chen Jingyuan lowered his eyes and brushed off the cigarette ash, his low voice still unable to discern his emotions.

After two seconds of silence, Liang Weining said, "Mr. Chen is my direct superior. I get paid by you and I am under your protection. If I can't trust you, who should I trust?"

Just like yesterday, the prince of Zhou family tempted her to change jobs in front of Chen Jingyuan.

If the man didn't trust her enough, how could he leave her alone at the card table?

It is well known in Hong Kong's powerful circles that Mr. Chen hates being betrayed the most in his life.

Therefore, those who can stay by his side must be 100% loyal without a doubt.

But loyalty is mutual, isn't it?

As his chief secretary, she was loyal to him, so that night in the club, he sent Chen Shaoan to the police station to protect her.

He claimed that he did it to temper the temper of the dandy young master, but in fact he did it to reassure her.

After this, Liang Weining did feel an indescribable sense of confidence.

This feeling was very subtle, something she had never expected before entering China and Hong Kong. It was as if, after being accustomed to the cold and ruthless side of capitalists, she felt a different kind of warmth in Chen Jingyuan.

The girl's sincere words did not seem to stir up Chen Jingyuan's emotions.

In the silence of the room, he slowly walked to the desk, extinguished the cigarette in his hand into the black ashtray, and said in a normal tone, "Some words coming out of Secretary Liang's mouth are unexpectedly pleasant and logical."

What do you mean? It doesn't sound like you are praising her.

Liang Weining's heart trembled, and he asked dryly: "Mr. Chen, do you need me to swear an oath?"

Chen Jingyuan raised his eyes and cast a deep gaze on her serious face.

After a moment, he smiled faintly.

This laugh reminded Liang Weining of the last time at the Pokfulam villa, when Chen Jingyuan asked her if she had a boyfriend, and she casually said yes.

So, does it prove that I have just repeated the same mistake and acted out of self-conceit?

The rumors outside are correct.

When it comes to the ability to see through people's minds, Chen Jingyuan is indeed very strong.

Liang Weining sighed softly, thinking that she was still too young.

While I was thinking, the topic ended with a few knocks on the door behind me.

After a while, special assistant Xu Zhou pushed the door open.

Seeing Liang Weining was also there, the latter nodded slightly as a greeting.

A personnel transfer document was delivered to Chen Jingyuan.

Xu Zhou lowered his voice and said, "The chairman hasn't signed yet, so I'm afraid you'll have to do it yourself."

When the man heard the result, he didn't react much, as if he had expected it.

"How long has it been since you returned to the old house?" Chen Jingyuan asked.

After a moment's thought, Xu Zhou said, "Almost two months."

At the desk, the man glanced at the unopened document and gently instructed Liang Weining, "Secretary Liang will accompany me to the auction tonight."

Liang Weining nodded, "What do you need me to prepare?"

“Just show up.”

I mean, don't dress too formally.

This kind of occasion was the first time for Liang Weining.

Her mind began to filter the information one by one.

Sure enough, the chairman’s birthday is approaching.

When I returned to the secretary's office, the assistants were already sitting at their workstations.

Liang Weining signaled with his eyes, and everyone quickly put down their work and gathered around quickly.

Time was limited, so Liang Weining focused on two points. The first was about the screening and finalization of the content of the TV station's interview with Mr. Chen. The TV station would send the prepared list to her email in advance. According to usual practice, one-third of the content involving personal issues would be eliminated.

The second point is that she will be accompanying her boss on a business trip to Lianwu Island this Thursday. During her absence, Vivi will be in charge of the daily management of the secretarial office. In addition, starting from this afternoon, all appointment dates for outside visitors will be postponed for three days.

After listening to Liang Weining's talk, an assistant asked curiously, "Mr. Chen plans to personally take charge of the development project of Lianwu Island?"

"not sure."

Seeing that she was indifferent, the assistant said mysteriously: "But there is a rumor that the chairman -"

"You look like a gossip anchorwoman at 2 a.m." Liang Weining interrupted the other person expressionlessly, gave him a warning look, and returned to his workstation calmly, "Dismiss."

amount.

The assistant couldn't help swallowing.

Seeing this, Vivi patted the man on the shoulder and reminded him quietly: "Don't ask about things you shouldn't ask about. This is the survival rule of the board of directors."

The latter nodded rapidly upon hearing this.

I won’t dare to do that next time.

(End of this chapter)