New Client in the President’s Office - Chapter 44

Complaints aside, she still had to do her job.

After confirming that Mr. Fan had left, she continued working while venting in the “Business Group Chat 5.0” with Xing Ning and Qian Xiafeng.

After a few rounds of complaints from Xing Ning, Qian Xiafeng suddenly popped up with a message:

Qian Xiafeng: A qualified cow or horse only works and doesn’t complain.

Shen Yan thought about her situation for a moment and replied:

Shen Yan: Then I’m an unqualified cow or horse, complaining while working.

Xing Ning: Complaining while working.

Qian Xiafeng: The point is to work.

Shen Yan also told Xing Ning and Qian Xiafeng about what Mr. Fan had asked her to do change the 400-yuan down jacket to an 800-yuan jacket.

Shen Yan: I’m really scared. I hope I won’t get caught.

Shen Yan: The finance department will help screen it, right?

Xing Ning: No worries, remember, we are all under Mr. Fan’s management.

Shen Yan: Shivering. JPG

It was still Qian Xiafeng who comforted her:

Qian Xiafeng: It’s fine. You’re just a ghostwriter.

When the time comes for procurement, the leaders will have to sign off on everything.

Xing Ning: You’re just the executor.

Shen Yan felt a little more at ease after hearing this. Indeed, she was just a small pawn and was getting paid.

What was there to be afraid of?

Shen Yan: That’s good.

Qian Xiafeng: The bad news is that when something goes wrong, the executor often gets blamed.

Xing Ning: The good news is that the boss will provide enough for the rest of their life.

Shen Yan: … Not feeling reassured at all.

Shen Yan: Don’t fool me.

Isn’t the accountant the one who always takes the blame?

I’m not the accountant.

Xing Ning: ……

Qian Xiafeng: ……

Shen Yan modified her work uniform production plan according to Mr. Fan’s instructions.

But no matter how much she tried to exercise her “art of language,” she couldn’t, in good conscience, make the 800-yuan jacket reasonable.

She just randomly wrote things on top of the original plan.

Before submitting it to Mr. Fan, Shen Yan decided to show it to Zhou Xing first.

Shen Yan thought that the plan looked problematic, so it was better to involve someone else in the mess.

Zhou Xing thought she was quite responsible.

Zhou Xing also noticed the issue with the jacket’s price.

He asked Shen Yan, “Did Mr. Fan ask you to make this change?”

Shen Yan: “Yes, although I also feel it’s unreasonable.”

Zhou Xing nodded: “It’s fine. His budget is made to be cut down.”

Shen Yan finally understood a little.

Mr. Fan’s budget for the 800-yuan jacket wasn’t meant to be used for an 800-yuan jacket. In fact, his psychological price was around 600, even 500 or 400.

If he had started with a lower amount, it could have been slashed even further.

With that in mind, Shen Yan thought her made-up reasons might actually work.

Zhou Xing handed the paper plan to Shen Yan: “Alright, go show him.”

Shen Yan took the plan and was just about to leave the office to go to Mr. Fan’s office on the 18th floor to give it to him when she heard Zhou Xing call her back.

“Xiao Shen, wait a moment.”

Shen Yan’s heart tightened.

Could it be that there was more work for her?

Shen Yan turned around: “Assistant Zhou, is there something wrong?”

Zhou Xing deliberately stood up from his desk and looked toward the office.

The three male teachers in the office were out on business, Jian Hong was downstairs in the office, and Meng Gulan wasn’t in at the moment.

Zhou Xing asked: “Do you have time this weekend?”

“Yes.” Shen Yan replied without thinking.

Feng Shanshan and Chai Ya were having fun at Sun Qiong’s hometown, so no one would be with her on the weekend.

But after she spoke, she regretted it.

She should’ve asked Zhou Xing what he needed before deciding whether she was “free.”

What if Zhou Xing asked her to work overtime?!

Zhou Xing said: “Would it be convenient for you to meet my grandmother and listen to her talk about her experiences?”

Thankfully, it wasn’t overtime.

Shen Yan couldn’t refuse this.

She had agreed to it and was still hoping for a manuscript fee, so she had to be professional.

It was common to have a field trip for such matters.

Shen Yan nodded: “It’s convenient.

If your grandmother has friends or relatives who understand her well, it would be better to communicate with them too.”

Zhou Xing was pleased with how cooperative Shen Yan was: “Yes, my grandmother has a younger sister who grew up with her.

But due to some historical reasons, she’s not in S city now.

She’s in Z city, which is just two hours away by car.”

Shen Yan said: “Then, we can talk to your grandmother on Saturday and visit your grandmother’s sister on Sunday?”

Zhou Xing: “Yes, as long as it’s convenient for you.”

Shen Yan: “Alright, then I’ll go to see Mr. Fan first.”

Mr. Fan was indeed very focused on this matter.

Shen Yan had initially thought that the plan would be left on his desk for a few days, but unexpectedly, he finished reading it on the spot, immediately gave his approval, and stood up to go with Shen Yan to see Mr. Lu on the 19th floor.

Shen Yan froze for a moment.

She?

Wasn’t this a bit too sudden?

What if Mr. Lu rejected the plan outright?

All her hard work would be in vain…?

The 800-yuan jacket seemed to be a risky choice, and maybe a rejection wouldn’t be so bad since there would be no risk involved.

But that wasn’t the biggest problem Shen Yan was facing.

The biggest problem was that Mr. Fan wanted to go with her to the 19th floor.

This meant she had to take the elevator with Mr. Fan.

Wasn’t she supposed to be on a diet and take the stairs?

When she reached the elevator, she remembered some workplace etiquette she had read about a few days ago.

She hurriedly rushed in front of Mr. Fan, pressed the button for the elevator, and stood in front of him.

The good news was that she did manage to get ahead of Mr. Fan and pressed the button for the elevator.

The bad news was that the tiles on the floor were too slippery from being mopped by the cleaning lady, and she was wearing a pair of flat shoes.

She rushed forward too quickly and slipped on the last few steps.

Fan Mingxu even teased her: “Xiao Shen, do you dance street dance?”

Shen Yan: … If she pressed the elevator button again for Fan Mingxu, she might as well just die.

“I’ve never done that, Mr. Fan.” Shen Yan responded honestly.

Fortunately, the elevator arrived quite quickly.

Once the elevator doors opened, Shen Yan, adhering to the “leaders first” principle, gestured for Fan Mingxu to enter first.

As for Fan Mingxu…

Shen Yan didn’t know what was going on with him today.

He usually held himself with such authority, and logically, he should have entered the elevator first.

But today, he acted like he was being humble and motioned for Shen Yan to enter first.

Shen Yan thought to herself, if it was Assistant Zhou or Mr. Lu asking her to go first, she would have entered.

But this was Mr. Fan.

This was Mr. Fan, who clearly had a position but enjoyed playing the role of an authoritative leader.

She didn’t dare enter.

She still insisted that he go first.

She didn’t know if Mr. Fan was satisfied with her insistence.

Fan Mingxu, however, didn’t appreciate her persistence in not entering.

After waiting for a while, he just stepped into the elevator.

Perhaps because they had been stalled for too long, even though Shen Yan kept pressing the “up” button, the elevator doors had already timed out.

Just at that moment, as Fan Mingxu entered the elevator, the doors nearly closed on him.

Shen Yan: …

Luckily, the elevator responded quickly, popping open right after it touched him.

But still… it was a little embarrassing.

Shen Yan thought to herself, who told him to stand there and make a fuss?

After Fan Mingxu nonchalantly entered the elevator, Shen Yan followed and found a corner away from him to stand in.

The elevator doors slowly closed.

“Ahem Ahem” Fan Mingxu coughed twice.

At first, Shen Yan didn’t pay much attention.

She thought he was just having some throat discomfort.

But then she noticed that the elevator didn’t seem to be moving.

She quickly glanced at the elevator control panel and saw that no floor had been selected.

That’s when she realized the purpose of Fan Mingxu’s two coughs.

Shen Yan: …

She hurriedly pressed the button for the 19th floor, and only then did the elevator start moving.

Shen Yan could only think that Mr. Fan had been angry with the elevator for nearly pinching him and didn’t want to press the button.

Otherwise, why would he wait for her to press it?

When they got to the 19th floor, Fan Mingxu, probably worried about being pinched by the elevator door again, didn’t let Shen Yan press the button this time.

He saw that she had pressed it to open the door, so he just walked out directly.

Fan Mingxu walked through their office and knocked on Mr. Lu’s office door.

Shen Yan also returned to her desk.

She immediately went back to the “Business Group Chat” to continue complaining.

She even posted a question:

Shen Yan: Is it that people with higher positions don’t press the elevator button?

Xing Ning: I wonder who presses the button when Mr. Lu and Mr. Fan are in the same elevator?

Qian Xiafeng: Not necessarily, you know, it’s said that Mr. Fan is Mr. Lu’s uncle by marriage, so he’s an elder.

Shen Yan: Elders don’t press the button either.

However, speaking of Mr. Lu

Shen Yan: To enter Mr. Lu’s office, we must pass through our office.

Who designed this?

Doesn’t that mean Mr. Lu has no privacy?

Will everyone who enters Mr. Lu’s office will be seen by us?

Qian Xiafeng: Maybe they’re afraid someone will barge into Mr. Lu’s office and make trouble, so they use you guys as a buffer?

Shen Yan: That’s too tragic for us.

Xing Ning: Isn’t this giving you all the chance to gossip?

Qian Xiafeng: Have you seen anyone who might be Mr. Lu’s significant other coming and going?

Seeing the words “Mr. Lu’s significant other” brought back old memories to Shen Yan.

Why wouldn’t Zhou Xing tell her who Mr. Lu’s partner was?

Was he afraid she would spread it everywhere?

Shen Yan: It seems like only Mr. Fan went today.

Xing Ning: Investigate and report back!

Shen Yan also didn’t expect that her chance to “report back” would come so quickly.

This week, Shen Yan had just received a task, saying that the shareholders’ meeting would be held at the end of June.

When she saw Meng Gulan looking as if she was facing a huge enemy, and even Jian Hong was called back from the special team, Shen Yan felt that the next few days in June wouldn’t be easy.

She was eager to ask Jian Hong, “Will the Friday dinner be canceled because of this?”

Jian Hong felt the eager gaze from Shen Yan, but unfortunately, didn’t give her the answer she was expecting: “That depends on Mr. Fan, but personally, I don’t think it will be canceled.”

Shen Yan: “Why?”

Jian Hong: “Because we will be busy, but after all, this is an annual event.

It’s not busy enough to require overtime. Plus, this year, we have you.”

Shen Yan: …

She wondered why she hadn’t gotten a fever yet.

Just as she sat at her desk, praying she might catch a fever, a sudden sound of high heels echoed in her ears.

Shen Yan looked up and saw a beautiful lady in a Chanel-style dress standing in front of her desk.

The lady softly and gently asked her, “Excuse me, where is Mr. Lu’s office?”

Shen Yan stretched her head to look, and seeing that Zhou Xing, Jian Hong, and Meng Gulan weren’t around, she understood why the beautiful lady came straight to her desk.

Shen Yan wasn’t sure whether she should act as the “buffer,” but since the front desk had sent her up, there shouldn’t be any problem.

She pointed to the small office inside: “It’s the office inside.”

“Thank you.” The lady gave her a gentle smile.