We Are Meant To Be

Chapter 6 Be My Personal Secretary

Not moving, James Feng kept asking, "What position are you applying for?"

"Secretary, or clerk." Christy Zhong replied, but there was a trace of doubt in her heart. Why he stops asking about tonight's incident, but became interested at her job applying.

"Then introduce yourself."

Christy looked up at him in surprise and saw him staring at herself with an analytical look. She blinked quickly, and her voice automatically jumped out of her lips: "Hello, Mr. Feng. My name is Christy Zhong. I am 22 years old. I'm applying for the secretary of your group company’s secretary office."

James's posture remained unchanged, and his deep eyes had no waves or lines. No one could guess what he was thinking at this moment and what reaction he would have next...

Christy felt that she had become a microbe under the microscope, and was about to be dissected, decomposed, and examined at the inside by James, who was sitting there staring at her without blinking!

She was upset, perturbed, and at a loss!

In contrast, James was more determined and aggressive.

"You are hired." The corners of his thin lips suddenly slanted upwards and said something that shocked Christy!

"Why? Don't believe that you are hired?" James looked amused.

He was so weird, she was a little scared...

Christy held her breath, thinking with her little brain motor desperately again. Take the job or resolutely refuse?

"Come to the company on Monday morning, you can go now." James decided, thoroughly seeing through that her no refusal was acquiescence.

Well, being hired was a good thing!

Christy straightened her waist and said with great determination, "Mr. Feng, I’m a person who has received professional secretarial training, and I have the ability and confidence to help you handle business affairs."

"No, you don't need to intervene in official business. You are to take care of my personal business." James's eyes were filled with unpredictable light.

What? Personal business? ! Christy stood there stiffly, staring at him in shock.

"I need a personal secretary, the salary is 20,000 yuan, double the salary of the secretary in the secretary office." James slowly spread the bait.

Christy’s eardrums instantly grabbed the attractive little words "20,000 yuan". If there is such a high salary, she can find a kindergarten with a better environment for Justin, and she can also afford the hospitalization cost for her mother.

"Okay, I can do it! I will definitely take care of personal business carefully and thoughtfully." She imitated Ming and Junyan, showing hopefulness and professionalism.

"Well, let Special Assistant Ming and Chief-Secretary Zhang come up to see me." James nodded.

After receiving her first instructions, Christy reverently exited the room and closed the door quietly.

My god! Is this a blessing in disguise for being hired? Or am I stepping into a pit?

Christy shook her head desperately. Think about the salary, and think about your son, your best friend, and your mother! If you refused, you are a fool!

After hurried downstairs, Christy gestured to Junyan and Ming who were looking at her after hearing the sound: "Mr. Feng asked the two of you to the study room."

Junyan stared at her sharply, but Ming had already seen the clue from Christy's expression, and pulled Junyan to walk upstairs without giving her chance to talk to Christy.

At this time, a maid chased after Christy, who was walking towards the hall door, and said, "Miss Zhong, Mr. Feng told me to call a private car for you. It will come after a while, please wait a little moment at the gate."

Unexpectedly, James would let someone call her a private car. Christy nodded indiscriminately, and stood outside the gate. After two or three minutes, a private car came, and she soon returned to Xinping's house.

This night was really like a dream! Christy squeezed her arm hard, "Ah!" She screamed out of pain, everything was real!

Christy screamed more with excitement. God opened his eyes! She had suffered for so long, and the goddess of luck was finally giving a bless to her!

The first task now was to arrange everything in position.

Entering the house, she found that Xinping hadn't come back, so she called her, but her phone had turned off.

Christy turned to Wen to report the good news of being hired. As soon as she got through, she couldn't wait to shout, "Wen, my beloved princess, I found a job! And the salary is 20,000 yuan!"

Wen, who was still in a sleepy state, immediately awoke and said in a dumb voice, "Wow! My goddess, don't say anything now, go find a rental house and settle down, and then send me the address, I will bring the little prince there. We will fly to you this afternoon!"

Christy's excitement full of her heart needed someone to share, but after hearing Wen say this, she immediately swallowed: "Great, talk again when we meet!"

After hanging up the phone, Christy quickly washed up, and found only two eggs cooked and eaten from Xinping's empty refrigerator, then she rapidly went to the streets to look for information about renting a house with a real estate agency.

Not only was it convenient for herself and Wen to go to work, but also to rent a cheap and relatively peaceful living environment, and a kindergarten nearby for her son to study. Christy tried her best and ran to sweat before she found a place with old furniture that they could move in directly. NôvelDrama.Org owns all © content.

It was already noon, but Christy didn't fuss about lunch. After sending the location to Wen, she cleaned the house as quickly as possible. Luckily, the landlord had already cleaned it pretty well.

After washing her hands, she sat on the old sofa and started eating a piece of bread. She thought of Xinping, so she dialed the phone again, but the other side still turned off her phone.

Buzzing! The phone vibrated abruptly, and Christy saw that the call was a set of expensive serial numbers. She didn’t want to answer, but still picked up out of curiosity.

However, the other side didn't give her a chance to speak and asked in a cold voice, "Where are you now? Report your address."

It's James!

Christy swept away her tiredness and tried her best to speak calmly, "Mr. Feng, hello, what’s the matter?"

"At six o'clock today, the driver will pick you up on time." James's voice was so mechanical that there was no warmth in it.

What's the situation? His words made Christy completely puzzled, "Mr. Feng..."

"My personal secretary's primary task is to be on call 24 hours a day, understood?" James's cold voice came through again. Although his voice sounded magnetic, the persuasive style still made Christy pressured.

Unable to refute, Christy had to ask again: "Okay, Mr. Feng, may I ask why the driver is going to pick me up?"

Didn’t you say that I start work next Monday? What do you mean by sending a driver to pick me up now?

"You will know when you come." James then hung up without a hesitation.

Christy stared at the screen, constantly reminding herself to be enduring. She accepted the job herself after all.

After sending the address of the rental house, Christy saw that it was half past five. Time was running out. She washed her face in a hurry and went out, putting the keys in the property to prevent Wen and Justin from getting in home.