172: SSS-level top secretary, Jin Meiting

Jiang Feng stretched, and his joints made a series of crisp cracking sounds, like popping beans, his whole body's muscles stretched out, carrying a hint of contentment.

A new day had begun.

The air still lingered with the ambiguous scent of last night, mixed with the faint gardenia perfume on Zhang Qingning's body.

There was a lot to do today, and he still had to go talk to Ugly Group about domain names...

His mind was already calculating the details of how he would deal with Ugly Group'sPerson in charge later.

Jiang Feng looked down at Zhang Qingning, who was still sound asleep, and gently tucked her blanket, his movements natural and tender.

The girl's long eyelashes were like small fans covering her eyelids, her nose twitched slightly, and her sleeping face was as serene as an angel's.

Jiang Feng couldn't help but reach out and gently flick Zhang Qingning's small nose. She seemed to sense it, and her little nose instinctively wrinkled.

He chuckled, then quietly got out of bed, stepping barefoot on the soft carpet, and walked towards the door.

Just as he reached the bedroom door, the phone in his pocket vibrated, making a soft 'buzzing' sound, which was particularly clear in the quiet morning.

Jiang Feng, afraid of waking Zhang Qingning, quickly walked into the hallway.

He raised an eyebrow, his fingertips tapping lightly on the edge of his phone, a hint of curiosity rising in his heart.

The quartz clock on the hallway wall had just passed seven-thirty.

Who would be calling at this hour?

Could it be that legendary, impeccably qualified secretary?

He recalled the information provided by the system; that secretary named Jin Meiting seemed to live an impossibly perfect life.

Top-tier looks, a perfect figure, Stanford graduate, a Fortune 500 executive...

This kind of person to be his secretary? No one would believe it if he told them...

Jiang Feng pressed the answer button, held the phone to his ear, and deliberately lowered his voice, still drowsy from sleep:

"Hello?"

The light in the hallway slanted in through the window, casting dappled shadows on him.

Jiang Feng leaned against the cold wall, quickly reviewing his recent contacts.

Besides Zheng Yiyun and Zhang Qingning, the only one who would call him at this time seemed to be the secretary he hadn't met yet.

He wanted to see what an SSS-level top-tier secretary was like!

As expected.

A clear, pleasant female voice came from the other end of the line, with a professional efficiency and no extra emotion:

"Is this Mr. Jiang? I am Jin Meiting. I previously contacted you to apply for the secretary position."

There was no ripple of emotion in her voice, as if she were merely reporting on work, rather than speaking to her future boss for the first time.

Jiang Feng could even imagine her holding the phone with a poker face, probably not even a slight curve at the corner of her lips...

Jin Meiting sat in the driver's seat of a Porsche 911, her expression cool, her fingers unconsciously tapping the steering wheel.

The morning sun shone on her through the windshield, her dazzling blonde hair shimmering in the sunlight.

Today she wore a sharply tailored white silk blouse, perfectly revealing her slender neck.

A black pencil skirt tightly hugged her rounded hips, and a section of her fair, long legs showed beneath the hem, with seven-centimeter black stiletto heels on her feet.

Rimless glasses rested on her high, straight nose, adding a touch of intellect and aloofness to her.

The small tear mole at the corner of her eye added a hint of allure to her cold and beautiful features, and her curvaceous figure was perfectly outlined by her form-fitting clothes.

The aura she exuded, warning people to keep their distance, made one only dare to admire from afar, not to profane...

Jin Meiting had deliberately set off an hour early, just to see who this Mr. Jiang really was.

She was originally a high-ranking executive at her family's Fortune 500 company, doing well, but unexpectedly, her own grandfather specifically told her to join a milk tea company called Ice Snow Honey City?!

When she received her grandfather's call yesterday, she thought she had misheard...

Ice Snow Honey City?

Wasn't that just a cheap milk tea shop found on every street corner?

To have herself join an obscure small company???

This was simply preposterous!

Her resume, if thrown out casually, would have countless multinational corporations vying for her, and now she had to go sell milk tea?

This left Jin Meiting utterly baffled.

It even sparked a hint of curiosity...

Jin Meiting graduated from Stanford University's Graduate School of Business. She possessed outstanding business acumen and leadership skills, and had served as an executive in several Fortune 500 companies both domestically and internationally. With her keen market insight and decisive decision-making, she had created immense profits for companies.

Which of the projects she handled wasn't on the scale of hundreds of millions... and now she was to manage the daily operations of a milk tea shop?

Although the conditions offered by this Mr. Jiang could be described as meager: 5,000 a month, with five social insurances and one housing fund...

This salary wasn't even enough for her to buy a pair of high heels, let alone maintain her usual spending level...

But she was more curious to know what kind of confidence this young man, whom her grandfather had taken a liking to, truly possessed.

To be so highly regarded by her discerning grandfather, this Jiang Feng must not be simple!

One must know, among the younger generation of the family, she was the only one who had ever received praise from her grandfather...

Yet this Jiang Feng could receive such serious treatment from her grandfather?

This ignited a strong sense of competitiveness in her heart.

She wanted to see what extraordinary qualities this man possessed that could make her grandfather look at him differently.

A ripple of curiosity stirred in the calm heart of this aloof, strong woman.

Of course, it was just a trace...

She quickly adjusted her emotions, and the look in her eyes behind her glasses returned to its usual calmness.

No matter who the other party was, she would handle it with a professional attitude.

As for falling in love with a man? It was more likely the world would end tomorrow!

Jin Meiting had long since devoted all her energy to her career. As for men? What were they?

Jiang Feng leaned against the hallway wall, his fingertips unconsciously rubbing the edge of his phone, a playful smile on his lips.

He could feel the coldness emanating from the other end of the phone, keeping people at a thousand miles' distance.

Jiang Feng, like a child who had discovered a new toy, immediately became interested:

"Oh, Ms. Jin, I thought you were going to stand me up..."

He deliberately teased, wanting to see if this ice-cold secretary would have any other reaction.

Would she become flustered and angry, or would she remain unruffled?

After all, according to the resume provided by the system, this woman was not simple; she had a profound background, extraordinary ability, and a very aloof personality...

Someone like this, a favored daughter of heaven, actually coming to apply to be his secretary—there must be something fishy going on, Jiang Feng's mind was as clear as a mirror.

Jiang Feng found it very interesting to tease such a serious person, like poking a calm lake and watching the ripples spread out in circles.

He could imagine Jin Meiting perhaps slightly furrowing her brow on the other end of the phone; this sense of control made him feel amused.

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