It was a new week. Li Fenghai, the general manager of the real estate company, returned to report on a project. While he was here, he scheduled a dinner with Lin Hui.
Li Fenghai was usually away on business trips all year round, bouncing from place to place. He was about ten years older than He Jianshan, but he was young in his heart. He got along well with Lin Hui, so, every time he returned to the company, he would call him up for a meal. He Jianshan just so happened to have an event to attend. Lin Hui didnât need to go with him. Since he didnât have anything else to do that night, he readily agreed.
An Ni was joining them as well. As soon as An Ni heard that Li Fenghai would be paying, she decided that she would be going too. Li Fenghai had quit drinking recently and An Ni wanted to have soup, so the three of them decided to have Cantonese.
The dinner table was Li Fenghaiâs home court. He had always been talkative. Plus, heâd been working in this industry for more than twenty years. He had traveled all around the world and seen a lot of interesting and incredible things. As soon as they sat down, he started prattling on and on. Lin Hui and An Ni didnât even manage to eat that much. Rather, they spent all their time laughing.
Lin Hui was sipping herbal tea as he listened. He laughed. âYour experiences are truly one of a kind. Itâs quite interesting.â
Li Fenghai glanced at him. âWhat? Are you jealous? I can ask President He to transfer you over to the real estate company.â
An Ni quickly jumped out as soon as she heard this. âNope, absolutely not. Mr. Li, if you try to take Assistant Lin away, I will be the first to oppose.â
Li Fenghai didnât understand. âPresident He canât live without Assistant Lin, but what does that have to do with you?â
âYou donât understand! The rest of us need Assistant Lin even more than President He! Think about it. If Assistant Lin leaves, whoâs going to handle President He?â
Li Fenghai instantly defected to the other side. âYouâre absolutely right.â
Lin Hui quietly watched their little performance and was absolutely dumbfounded. âLetâs not exaggerate too much, okay?â
An Ni pointed towards Mr. Li. âLook at Mr. Li. Heâs been in Wanzhu for forever, but heâs still terrified in front of President He.â
Li Fenghai laughed and agreed. âBoth of you joined the company a lot later. When President He just started taking over the company, there were tons of people who didnât accept him. They all said that he wouldnât even last a year. Look at him now. Anyone whoâs seen his skills is bound to be a little afraid of him.â
Lin Hui watched as the things they said got more and more outrageous. He couldnât help but speak up to salvage his bossâ reputation. âI think President He just has a serious look to him. Heâs actually very, um, gentle.â
Li Fenghai was truly a bit curious. âYou started working with him right after graduating from college, right? Were you not afraid of him at all?â
Lin Hui smiled and shook his head.
He was an inexperienced newcomer hired to be the assistant to the boss of a large company that heâd only ever seen on television. It was impossible for him not to be nervous, especially since this was a job outside of his major. He wasnât even sure whether he was qualified for the job. But he wasnât afraid. Lin Hui didnât think he would ever be afraid.
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As he was taking notes, he muttered to himself. â⊠20% ⊠28.51 million âŠâ
âItâs 28.57 million. The contract with Jiarong has a supplemental agreement added to it.â
Lin Hui looked up.
The weather was bad that day. The heavy rain seemed to be swallowing up the entire city. Everyone who walked in or out of the main entrance of the building was more or less soaked in rain. Lin Hui saw that the man in front of him was wearing a dark trench coat. A few drops of water slid down the hair behind his ears and landed on his shoulders, creating a wet spot. He was rather tall. His body blocked the light coming in from the hallway. From where Lin Hui was sitting, this person felt like a mountain.
Lin Hui quickly realized that this was He Jianshan. He hurriedly stood up and said, âHello, President He. My name is Lin Hui. The company has arranged for me to be your assistant.â
He Jianshan nodded and walked into the innermost office.
Lin Huiâs office was next to He Jianshanâs office. There were other departments on this floor. Originally, there werenât any extra rooms, but it wasnât appropriate for him to be placed in other departments. Thus, the company changed what was originally a small reception room into an office. After He Jianshan left, Lin Hui thought for a bit. Then, he picked up the notepad heâd just bought and went to He Jianshanâs office.
âPresident He, my intercom number is 822. If you ever need me, you can just call me directly. I will be in charge of arranging your schedule from now on. If I make any mistakes, please be sure to correct me. Also, if you have any personal requests, you can go ahead and let me know.â During his training, a colleague had said that He Jianshan was a person with high demands. Lin Hui ran through everything heâd just said in his mind. He felt that there shouldnât have been any problems with it.
He Jianshan was in the process of reviewing documents. He still had a pen in his hand. The pen hadnât moved ever since Lin Hui started speaking. When Lin Hui finished speaking, he didnât reply immediately. It wasnât clear what he was thinking.
Lin Hui actually felt really uneasy. He kept getting the feeling that He Jianshan looked rather helpless. Lin Hui didnât understand why he would have such a reaction, but he didnât back down, earnestly watching He Jianshan, patiently waiting for a response.
It was still raining outside. The crappy weather outside made the atmosphere inside the office seem even more solemn.
He Jianshan finally put down his pen. Lin Hui watched him as he stood up and stretched his hand out toward him. His eyes were calm, like the ocean.
âHello, Lin Hui.â
Lin Hui hesitated for a moment. Then, amongst the pitter patter of wind and rain, he accepted He Jianshanâs hand.
And so, just like that, Lin Hui began his career as an assistant at Wanzhu. He originally thought that it would take a bit of time for the two of them to get used to each other, but, surprisingly, he ended up taking to the work a lot faster than expected. This was mainly due to the fact that He Jianshan wasnât as much of a stickler as Lin Hui thought heâd be. He strove for perfection and was strict about work, but Lin Hui was already pretty demanding of himself in the first place. He worked carefully and diligently, so he was able to keep up with He Jianshanâs demands.
Plus, when it came to administrative issues such as schedule adjustments, arrangement of personnel, system optimization, He Jianshan tended to go with his suggestions. Whenever Lin Hui asked He Jianshan about these things, He Jianshan would always reply with âWhat do you think?â or âIs there a better option?â or âCould you draw up a better proposal?â Gradually, Lin Hui came to realize that He Jianshan didnât need an obedient subordinate. He needed a colleague who could actually help him with his work.
He Jianshan chose him.
From the moment he stretched out his hand, Lin Hui should have understood. He was being trusted.
When Lin Hui realized this, there was an inexplicable eagerness in his heart. It was as if heâd gone back to his school days. Everyone would always try their hardest in order to get a little red flower from the teacher, and Lin Hui was undoubtedly the best of them all. The difficult life in his youth had helped sharpen him. Those sixteen years of his life that heâd spent as a student was just the beginning. Lin Hui probably didnât even realize it himself, but, from the moment he decided to apply to Wanzhu, the trajectory of his life had completely changed.
He would not betray He Jianshanâs trust.
He would not disappoint He Jianshan.
After a few rounds of food, the conversation jumped from He Jianshan to celebrity gossip before finally looping back Wanzhu. An Ni asked Li Fenghai why he suddenly decided to quit drinking. Li Fenghai sighed helplessly. âItâs obviously because Iâm getting old. You canât fight old age. Iâve got a lot of pressure on me now. I canât keep goofing off like you young folks.â
An Niâs lips curved into a wry smile. âI bet your wife yelled at you for drinking too much.â
Li Fenghai didnât seem ashamed about being exposed at all. Rather, he coolly admitted it. âThis is what you call romantic teasing. I bet a single guy like Lin Hui would never understand.â
Lin Hui had an indifferent expression on his face. âI donât really drink much even at dinner parties.â
âYou usually attend those dinner parties with President He. He definitely has to drink. You mustâve had to take him home.â An Ni suddenly thought of something. âBy the way, has he ever gotten drunk before? I canât imagine it.â
Lin Hui thought back to all the dinner parties that he had attended and found that it was rare for He Jianshan to get drunk. To be exact, it was rare for him to even drink very much. He didnât know if it was because he had a high tolerance, but, most of the time, he was able to maintain a clear and sober expression. No matter how much he had to drink, it never really showed on his face. Lin Hui sometimes thought it peculiar. Most days, He Jianshan was unsmiling. He made the people and atmosphere around him feel very solemn. However, when he was at the dinner table, he would exchange toasts with others, laughing and smiling. Those Wanzhu employees that thought he was AI must have never seen him chatting and smiling at the dinner table. He was like the best actor in the world. Once he was fully engaged in a performance, you simply couldnât take your eyes off of him.
Lin Hui shook his head. âI donât think he has.â
Li Fenghai wasnât surprised. âPresident He has always been able to hold his alcohol. He Zhao, on the other hand, canât really hold his drink.â
An Ni smiled and said, âIt looks like President He gets his alcohol tolerance from his mother.â
Li Fenghai put down his chopsticks. âDo you know who President Heâs mother is?â
An Ni blanked. âIsnât it Yao Qianyi? She was a famous dancer. Unfortunately, she passed away in a car accident. Outsiders might not know, but Wanzhu employees probably all know of her. President He founded the Honeypot Project because of her.â
Lin Huiâs eyebrows slightly twitched, but he didnât say anything.
An Ni added, âBefore, there were posts online saying that she was the top student in her department when she was in college. She was an incredibly gifted dancer. Later, because of her pregnancy, she almost gave up on dance. After giving birth, He Zhao encouraged her to take up dance again, and we all know the rest. She had a very successful dance career. Itâs just a shame âŠâ
âIâve read all of that stuff before too. Thatâs on the better end. Itâs at least somewhat reliable. Did you know? When President He first took over the company, thereâd be some breaking news every couple of days exposing him. It would be stuff like âPresident He is illegitimateâ or âYao Qianyi didnât die in a car accidentâ. Oh, there was also someone who was just making baseless claims, saying that the He Family killed his son. It didnât matter how outrageous it was. As long as it was posted, a ton of people would start eating it up!â Li Fenghai found himself at a loss for words just mentioning it.
Lin Hui frowned when he heard this. âWhat kind of nonsense is that? If President He isnât from the He Family, why would the old man hand the company over to him?â
âPeople like reading about celebrity gossip. Itâs all just entertainment to them. It doesnât matter whether itâs true or not.â
The more Lin Hui listened, the more disgusted he became.
Over the years, there had been all kinds of gossip and news about Wanzhu on the Internet. The so-called secrets of this wealthy family were naturally one of the more interesting pieces of gossip. However, no matter what the truth really was, one of the protagonists in this story was dead and the other had a new family now. All that was left was He Jianshan. He stood alone, allowing others to speculate about him as they wished.
Even after dinner was over, Lin Hui was still thinking about those wild and illogical rumors about He Jianshan. When he thought back to He Jianshanâs delicate father-son relationship with He Zhao, he couldnât help but feel a little anxious. As he was driving, he suddenly received a call.
âHello?â
The voice on the other end of the phone hesitated. âExcuse me, i-is this Lin Hui?â
Lin Hui glanced at the screen. It was an unfamiliar number. It shouldnât be anyone that he knew. He replied, âYes. Who are you?â
What followed was a bit of clamor. The voice on the other end of the phone rang out once more. âCan you pick me up? Iâm at the Qushui Police Station âŠâ
Lin Hui slowed down. He checked the phone number again, trying to make sure that he really didnât know the owner of this number.
âWho are you?â Lin Hui asked with a frown.
âMy name is He Jianchuan. Iâm He Jianshanâs younger brother.â