Despite the fact that Jun Zihao had already been appointed to become the CEO's personal secretary, it was clear that this was merely a false title. After observing his "odd" activities for a few days, the company's employees discovered he was no different than a servant.
Because Jun Zihao had done nothing else but brew coffee, make tea, buy him lunch, get this brand-new shirt for the CEO, the boss was thirsty offer him cold water, dump the trash downstairs, photocopy this blank bond paper, get the boss an umbrella, park his car, massage his shoulders...etc.
The last thing hasn't happened yet, but he'll be ordered to do it sooner or later.
Jun Zihao had completed all of the errands that were required of him during the first week, establishing him the reputation of being a perfectly obedient dog. His every step was followed by the executives working in the vicinity, and they couldn't help but feel sorry for him.
It would have been nice if all of Jun Zihao's hard work had resulted in anything beneficial, but it was evident that he was being fooled.
As an example, there was a time when foreign investors arrived to exchange some trade. Jun Zihao was tasked with researching the investors' preferences in order to acquire their favor. The next day, he became the investors' personal attendant, carry out whatever things he deemed appropriate.
During the meeting, he was ordered to brew coffee for them. Jun Zihao took his time brewing the beans since it wasn't a good idea to use instant coffee. As yet, when he was about to serve them, the investors had left.
Unable to throw the coffee away, Jun Zihao offered the coffee to his colleagues, which they accepted unhesitatingly. He returned to the office to continue walking, but as he was passing by, San Zhao ordered him to brew tea for a couple of new investors.
But, as was the case before, the people had hitherto left when he arrived to serve them. The original soul will merely believe he was too slow to catch up to them. However, the new soul inside was well aware of the ploy.
When Jun Zihao first started out, he didn't give much thought to what he was doing. According to what he read in several books, there were indeed orders requiring him to serve the boss in this manner. He utilized that example to demonstrate his worth, and he worked tirelessly to do so.
The only mistake that this original soul did not understand was the treatment on the books was an act of bullying. He was too naive to decipher the covert messages behind the written actions.
Incensed, Qi Sying kept up a happy-go-lucky façade. He tolerated everything with a hearty smile. Regardless, these small orders were beneficial to him because they had become an extra mission. And each mission undertaken corresponds to points.
Like brewing the coffee will give him fifty points, and throwing the trash is worth thirty. Just by this, he was willing to lower his integrity. Hearing the system announce his success in doing the side tasks makes him smile widely. This smile that he beams has been translated by the people around him as the enthusiasm to do work.
His colleagues had seen his diligence and would not give him a hard time. They would help Jun Zihao whenever he was tasked with carrying a lot of stuff or direct him to use a 3D printer. The seniors imparted several good pieces of advice to encourage the youngster survive his predicament.
As for Secretary San Zhao, he suddenly became everyone's public enemy. Whenever they see him roaming around, they will make sure to give him a death glare to exhibit their hostility. San Zhao noticed the attention but disregarded it like brushing dirt.
Who cares if they loathe him for bullying Jun Zihao? What could they do? Fire him? Evict him from the company?
San Zhao would only roll his eyes. They could not do anything, so why bother?
In addition, he was not the only one who was undertaking all the bullying. Ru Weimin also had his equitable share of work. It was just his involvement in the case was just a spectator.
Ru Weimin was secretly having fun seeing the obedient dog - coughs -, seeing Jun Zihao follow the orders ne~
Today is Friday.
San Zhao did not give Jun Zihao any jobs and merely informed him that he could go home early. Qi Sying took a look at his schedule and found there would be a dinner meeting with some people from the branch. He was surprised San Zhao was letting him go.
"No worries about that," San Zhao chuckled.
He noticed Jun Zihao holding his planner covered with scribbles. The beautiful handwriting was striking against the slightly yellowed pages. San Zhao sighed ruefully, patting Jun Zihao's shoulders.
"It's okay. Ru Weimin won't be going, so it is fine to not attend it. I can do it by myself."
Qi Sying could not quite understand what San Zhao was trying to do, so he merely agreed. He didn't think the secretary would turn back on his words.
Little did he know the secretary was starting to feel guilty. He wanted to see Jun Zihao reveal his true colors, going all berserk and complaining a lot about the abuse. Yet, all Jun Zihao gave him was his adorable, foolish smile, diligent work attitude and respectable manners.
San Zhao noticed this kid was extremely stupid, far too stupid to plan anything.
If this one cannot differentiate between the jobs of a servant and a secretary, then how can he also possess the brains to scheme?
San Zhao thought if he ordered Jun Zihao to jump off from the top floor, would Jun Zihao jump? He did not know about Jun Zihao's history, because if he did, he would know that Jun Zihao would not hesitate to follow his orders. If it makes Ru Weimin happy, then Jun Zihao will work it out like a genie.
So, he decided to stop the teasing. It was only fun if the person getting bullied responded to their expected reaction. Ru Weimin also decided to stop teasing Jun Zihao too much.
After all, he is still part of the Jun Family.
If ever someone from that house learned that they were ordering Jun Zihao around like a dog (Ru Weimin, you are the one to talk), they don't know what kind of retribution they will receive.
So for today, San Zhao issued his last errand. And that was getting the take-out order from the ground floor.
The 「extra task」 popped out, so Qi Sying gladly accepted the task and went down to receive the take-out. The food had been left on the counter, so Qi Sying only needed to retrieve it from the front desk.
He greeted the people assigned to the post, who had been giving a constant look of pity and told him to not work too much. Qi Sying simply agreed with them before saying goodbye.
「Extra Task: Fetch the Take-out order. Completed. The host received fifty points. The host had already accumulated one thousand three hundred fifty points. Keep up the good work.」
Jun Zihao hummed along with the notification. Receiving points for hard work feels extremely good. If he can get points this easily, it will not matter if San Zhao continues his servant-like errands for him.
He was more willing to do a few more jobs just to get plenty of points from easy work.
He had been so preoccupied by the merit that he had received that he hadn't noticed the presence of another man beside him. If the other person did not talk, Jun Zihao wouldn't notice him at all.
The youth heard his name called, so he looked at the person beside him, whom he had not seen for the past few days due to their different departments and schedules.
"Senior Wen Yuan!" Qi Sying exclaimed, he was so gratified that he had a hard time containing his smile.
"You shouldn't be calling me 'senior' anymore. You have a higher position than me now," the older person said. Qi Sying shook his head, disapproving his words.
"Senior Wen has more experience than me. Also, if not because of senior, I won't be promoted to my position," Qi Sying bickered.
"Your promotion is due to your hard work. I've got nothing to do with it," Wen Yuan said.
However, he was wondering what trait of Jun Zihao made the CEO took notice of him. He can guarantee that Jun Zihao's adorable self can attract anyone, but was it enough to capture Ru Weimin's attention?
"Well, I will not argue if that's what the senior thinks," Jun Zihao just agreed. Just then, another notification arrived from the system.
「EXTRA MISSION: For 1000 points, invite the Creative Department out to dinner.」
Jun Zihao was surprised when the extra mission showed a rather larger point scope. He earned the thousand plus points by completing menial tasks with only a maximum of fifty points each, but only with this one will he receive a thousand?
Jun Zihao did not question the system and thought of a way on how he can invite his former department staff out for dinner. That's when he remembered the promise he made to Wen Yuan for a dinner that never happened since he was besieged with work.
"Oh, by the way," Jun Zihao twirled around to stop before Wen Yuan, signaling the other person to stop walking. He suddenly made a ninety-degree bow.
"I promised Senior Wen for dinner but wasn't able to do it. Let me take a chance to invite Senior and the others out again. This will serve as my gratitude for helping me in my first six months."
"You don't really have to-"
"Please, accept my invitation, senior!" Jun Zihao barred him. "Let's just say this will be a celebratory dinner for my promotion. How is that?"
Wen Yuan wanted to refute it, but since the youth wanted to treat them, he let him do it. Jun Zihao told Wen Yuan that he would send the reservation to the older man. It was up to Wen Yuan to invite all the staff from the department.
Their team only has fifteen members. It was not small, not a lot, but enough to work efficiently. When Wen Yuan notified them about Jun Zihao's invitation, all of them exclaimed in glee and accepted the offer.
Wen Yuan notified them about Jun Zihao's invitation. Everyone enthusiastically accepted the offer. They were so excited they couldn't wait for the day to end. "Xiao Hao did not forget about us! He is such a wonderful person!" One of the ladies commented, openly sending Jun Zihao a "gentleman" card. "That child is incredibly kind. He would never hesitate to help someone out. You remembered the other day when I was asked to carry two boxes of documents? It just so happened that Xiao Hao and I met on the way. He assisted me carry the boxes up to the seventh floor!" "Why did you allow him help you? You should have just declined. We're all aware of what the higher-ups were up to. He is already tired working around," someone pointed out. They are all aware of Jun Zihao's status. They were not too naive to not see what San Zhao was doing. Only the blind and people like Jun Zihao would be fooled by such a lawless act. They could only sigh since they couldn't
It would be wrong if Jun Zihao did not ever question why the system was giving him these tasks. To give him points by just doing small tasks – isn’t that a disadvantage to the other side? Considering this, the extra missions' simplicity did not correspond to the difficulties of the Main and Side missions. It hasn't been until now that Qi Sying grasped the significance of these sentiments. The extra missions paved the way for Qi Sying's integration into the world as well as let him decide on Jun Zihao's fate. The system did not issue him any restrictions but also did not allow him to just recklessly act things out. These small tasks worked as suggestive options that would guide him towards the path of no regrets. No wonder it was called "extra mission" since it was not an obligatory action. Qi Sying was now undergoing an important event that might help Jun Zihao in the future. According to the story, Jun Zihao brought his senior colleagues to d
When the question was asked, everyone else stopped eating. They locked their gaze on the individual who had posed the query. What are you doing? Did you know that the Jun Family and Ru Industries were in competition with one another? Jun Zihao was about to take a bite when he was interrupted by the question. He set the fork down and sat back, restlessly eating the food he'd just taken a bite of. Jun Zihao stooped his head, attempting to make himself smaller. He had the appearance of a child who was being bullied. For a while, the room was deafeningly silent before a faint whisper broke the trance. "Um... Y-you could guess I have some connections w-with them." He didn't directly reveal his position. Everyone was aware of the huge family size of the Jun Family that even the main branch had five sons. They were guessing which family branch Jun Zihao belonged to. "Ah... That's good, very good," someone tried to ease the tension. "I never thought w
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Suddenly, his breathing hitched. Qi Sying was completely taken aback by the unexpected turn of events. He had no inkling that they would meet in such a strange place. The two people were not looking at each other directly, but instead relied on the mirror in front of them to maintain contact. Even though the steam produced by the frosty air slightly blurred the edges of their reflections, it wasn't quite enough to mask the emotions that were evident on their faces. Qi Sying started to rack his already damaged brain for ideas on how to escape this scenario, but he was unable to do so as his surroundings began to warp in circles. He reached out with one arm, expecting to brace himself against the frigid countertop, but his swirling vision missed the distance. One step back and his body is almost ready to collapse Thankfully, someone towed him before he fell to the floor. His back was supported by a huge hand, while the other wrapped around his hips. Qi Sying wa
While Ru Weimin was in the midst of contemplating, Qi Sying vomited once more. This time, Ru Weimin did not hesitate to come closer and support the youth. Even though their interactions were indirect and primarily consisted of Ru Weimin discreetly stealing glances at Jun Zihao, he still felt he had a duty to care for the young man. As the young man puked solid air, he stroked his back, trying to relieve pressure points and make his retching less painful. This small gesture helped Qi Sying gradually recover. The contractions in his stomach became less intense, and he no longer had the sensation of his stomach being ripped out. Ru Weimin assisted him wash his face by dabbing the dripping sweat from Qi Sying's drenched forehead with his handkerchief. Qi Sying was still slowly getting out of the pain and didn't notice the calm gentleness coming from the ice cold man. "Are you... Are you feeling fine now?" Ru Weimin asked, almost making his voice crack. Th
It was the weekend. Qi Sying was supposed to come to work, but since the CEO would not be present, his presence would not be necessary. Even though he was Ru Weimin's personal secretary, the one holding the "legitimate" position was still San Zhao, so he had no right to complain. Qi Sying happily accepted the rest day. Who didn't want to have it, anyway? It might also be treated as a day off without getting harassed by those bullied. Besides, he promised to visit the ancestral house this weekend, so he very much seized the chance. As for the overbearing CEO, Ru Weimin was sincerely releasing his ice-cold aura without restraint as he sat on a small couch. San Zhao, the person standing next to him, was unfazed by the pressure and kept his gaze fixed on the subject of their attention. Even still, the other men in the room were frightened to death by the overwhelming presence. Even the most trained guards can't stand up for more than half an hour, so how
"Then, he should have an operation," San Zhao muttered. "Surely, he scheduled for one, right?" "Yes," Doctor Zhao said, nodding. "However, he wanted to have it after three months." For whatever reasons, nobody knows. Doctor Zhao could only assume that there was something in these three months that made Jun Zihao want to postpone his operation. It was such a concise number, which usually makes people suspicious. Anyway, the three months given were enough to collect resources. They could not become hasty and do things without thinking properl