Take the cubs to chase the stars

"Zhao Sijia! Stop!"

Just as Zhao Sijia was about to return to her office area, she was stopped by a familiar voice that made her sick.

Zhao Deguang.Her biological father.

He still had a domineering look, and ran up to her angrily and grabbed her wrist, "You're a freak! You even stole your sister's job! Where have you been fooling around all these years!"

"Please respect yourself, I'm going to call security." Zhao Sijia's face was covered with a layer of frost, "I'm very busy, so I don't have time to talk to you."

Zhao Muyu bit her lip with an aggrieved face: "Sister, Dad is just worried about you. Although the words are a bit heavy, but..."

"I don't need him for my own good."

Zhao Deguang was so angry that he suddenly raised his hand and was about to slap him across the face, "You've been fooling around outside for a few years and your wings are stiff, aren't you? I have to discipline you, an unfilial daughter, today!"

"What qualifications do you have to discipline me?" Zhao Sijia shook off his hand, eyes full of sarcasm: "Have you ever disciplined me since I was a child? After my mother passed away, I worked part-time from morning to night to pay my tuition fees, and finally applied to go abroad But you only think about your precious daughter, trying to get me to give up the place, why, I should be sucked by her for the rest of my life, watching her step on my efforts to get ahead, and watching your family enjoy themselves?"

"You...you wolf-hearted thing!"

Zhao Sijia didn't bother to bother anymore, and turned to leave, but was stopped by a tall and strong man.

"Old Zhao, you go back, I will definitely take care of Xiaoyu's affairs for you."

Zhao Deguang smiled obsequiously at the man, "I'll trouble Mr. Cui with Xiaoyu's matter."

He gave Zhao Sijia a hard look, turned and left.

"You are Xiaowan, right? You are so old. I saw you at the company before but didn't recognize you."

There was a smile on the man's face that he thought was very kind, but his eyes were full of contempt: "I'm going to tell Mr. He about your sister, it's more convenient since you're here, how about you take the initiative to apply for mediation?" Post, let Xiaoyu be Mr. He's assistant, and if you come to our marketing department, uncle will arrange for you to do public relations, and you will earn a lot!"

He Sijia recognized that this man seemed to be a senior executive in the sales department, and took a step back with a sneer: "I have no right to interfere with Mr. He's thoughts, and I don't plan to transfer posts."

"What's wrong with you kid..." The man looked worried, "I've seen a lot of fancy little girls like you, and you don't have much knowledge in your belly, so what's the point of thinking about opportunism all day long?"

Zhao Sijia gave him a cold look: "Isn't opening the back door opportunistic?"

"Uncle, don't say that about my sister." Zhao Muyu tugged on the man's sleeve innocently: "Sister, she is used to wandering all these years, and she finally has something to look forward to. It's normal if she doesn't want to let me..."

"You can't do it yourself, and you still look like you are relying on me and refuse to let you?" Zhao Sijia rubbed the center of her brows. This person's brain circuit was so angry that she wanted to laugh: "If you can pretend so well, why don't you study acting?"

Quite a few people have been secretly looking at this side, and Zhao Sijia, an assistant who is in the limelight, can be regarded as a target of public criticism in the company - the Great Demon King He, who often makes the assistant tremble with fear, seems to be unexpectedly gentle towards her by others, really Make people jealous.

"This Zhao Sijia, I said that there must be something tricky. I heard that Mr. He directly appointed him at that time."

"No wonder people say she has a lot of fun..."

"Assistant Zhao."

A cold male voice came, and the employees who were keen to watch the excitement just now stood upright as if they had heard the death knell, not daring to breathe.

"He... Mr. He," the man quickly put on a flattering smile, "I was wondering if coming here at this time would disturb your work... Xiao Yu, hurry up and say hello to Mr. He."

Zhao Muyu's eyes lit up, and she walked obediently in front of He Xinshu: "Mr. He, I'm Zhao Muyu."

"Mr. He, I met this little girl once during the interview last time. She is very capable and has a simple and obedient personality. I think it would be great if she were your assistant. I heard that you still lack a special assistant... ...Do you want to consider this little girl?"

The man was talking to himself endlessly, not noticing that He Xinshu's face was sinking like water,
"Consider her?" He Xinshu glanced at Zhao Muyu, "The reason."

"This little girl is a top student in the finance department of Chenghai University. She must have excellent working ability. Oh, she has a double degree in accounting and finance..."

There was no emotion on He Xinshu's face: "Assistant Zhao, go get a set of unprocessed reports."

"Yes." Zhao Sijia pursed her lips, and took out a large stack of densely packed papers from the workstation.

"Sort out this pile of reports by category, and then report to me the company's financial trends for this quarter and your suggestions." He Xinshu looked at Zhao Muyu expressionlessly: "I'll give you an hour."

Zhao Muyu stared blankly at the stack of paper that was almost as thick as a Xinhua dictionary.

net under writing commitment
distributable profit
She felt like her mind was in a mess...

"Xiao Yu, start quickly." Seeing that He Xinshu's face became more and more gloomy, the man hurriedly urged.

Seeing that Zhao Muyu's face was pale, and the bangs on his forehead seemed to be wet with sweat, Zhao Sijia couldn't help but sneered, seeing He Xinshu looked over, she hurriedly put on an upright and serious look, and stood aside with her head bowed.

"No?" He Xinshu said coldly, "Assistant Zhao."

Zhao Sijia walked to the table: "Give me half an hour, please."

"Sister, I know you hate me, but you don't have to say such big words just to humiliate me." Zhao Muyu gritted her teeth and couldn't help but sneer. Seeing that Zhao Sijia completely ignored her, she stood aside resentfully, her eyes sinister.

28 minutes later--

"The company's BOLL line chart for this month...the three more important forward rate agreements..."

"Stop. Put together a full report and send it to me later."

He Xinshu glanced at the flush-faced marketing executives: "Your gaze gives me reason to question your ability."

"Mr. He, listen to me..."

"No matter in terms of ability, character or self-cultivation," He Xinshu raised his eyes and glanced at the silent and bowed employees: "I think Assistant Zhao is very suitable for her current position, even overqualified."

"Yes, yes." The man hurriedly echoed, "Mr. He's eyes are as vicious as ever!"

Zhao Sijia watched the man's attitude change with cold eyes, and sneered secretly. Seeing Zhao Muyu's unwilling face and gloomy eyes, she smiled provocatively at her.

"In the future, don't let me hear some rumors that have nothing to do with work."

"Yes, Mr. He." Everyone returned to their workstations one after another.

He Xinshu walked to Zhao Sijia's seat: "You just left your phone in the office, and you keep getting calls."

"Ah, thank you Mr. He." He Sijia hurriedly took the phone, and the call happened to come. She looked up at He Xinshu, and when he signaled that she could answer, she put the phone to her ear, turned and walked to the corridor.