Chapter 2 Chapter 02 Dear Ma…

In the silence where one could hear a pin drop, Zhao Manzhi was covering her mouth in astonishment. She didn’t know why she couldn’t hold back her chuckle, which almost came out because of Zhuang Youkai’s mispronunciation. She felt like she was tickled by a feather, and she didn’t even think about laughing.

“Zhao Manzhi.” Zhuang Youkai repeated her name, and this time, his pronunciation was clear and round. His magnetic and clear voice was still young, but it had a sense of strength that could overwhelm a pine tree. “Don’t you have an English name?”

Zhao Manzhi shook her head: “No.”

“OK.” He spoke very quickly, as if he had already made up his mind. “Then from today on, your name is Mandy.”

This unexpected ending made Zhao Manzhi stunned for two seconds. She slowly let go of her hand, and her two plump and pink lips stood apart in astonishment. It took a long time for them to close and form a straight line: “…Mandy?”

In fact, she hesitated again and again, and what she wanted to say was “Why?”

She opened her affectionate peach blossom eyes wide and looked at Zhuang Youkai without any cover, hoping to get a "just a joke" reaction. But there was none.

The autumn water was trembling, which was obviously very arousing, but Zhuang Youkai was doing it on purpose and was not moved at all.

He raised his eyebrows, closed the folder and regarded it as a final conclusion, and asked knowingly, "Any other questions?"

Zhao Manzhi's previous interns were not in Hong Kong companies, and she didn't know whether this was considered corporate culture, but she clearly felt that she was holding her breath and it hurt.

This scene, in ancient times, would be like a wealthy family buying a maid.

It turns out that it doesn't matter what the surname is, just because the master likes it, you can misappropriate a title that doesn't belong to you.

"I..."

Cynthia was a smart person. She immediately smelled the gunpowder that was about to spread. She secretly pulled Zhao Manzhi's sleeve and smiled to protect her: "Okay, okay, Mandy is easy to say, right?"

Even someone as innocent as Zhao Manzhi should know that this was the horn of the battle. She swallowed her resentment, endured the cold sweat on her back, endured the pain of biting her lips, and swallowed her complaints. Who can she blame? It was obviously her own carelessness.

It was unknown how long it took before Zhuang Youkai issued an amnesty order. Cynthia pushed her out and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Fortunately, I thought the boss was going to be angry."

"...Isn't this?" She was stunned. "Is it the rule of Huanye to give someone an English name casually?" "

Dear, you don't think your mistake is very minor, do you?"

To be honest, when she heard her laugh, Cynthia thought that their fate would end here.

At the meeting today, Mr. Zhuang was furious about the performance report of the South China region. Those who understood his intentions knew to stay out of the spotlight, but it was Zhao Manzhi who stepped into the spotlight.

Being treated so humiliatingly would make anyone angry, let alone Zhuang Youkai when he was furious. Changing her name and letting it go was considered merciful.

After all, she was new here, so a small punishment was a big warning. Cynthia sympathized with her and her words of comfort were much softer: "Just respond to Mr. Zhuang's request. The more you contradict him, the more trouble he will have. The summer internship will only last for two months, so just bear with it for two months."

Seeing the disappointed look on the little girl's face, she paused and added, "But I will still call you Manman."

A warm feeling flowed through Zhao Manzhi's heart, and she relaxed her eyebrows and eyes, "Thank you, Cynthia."

*

When Lin Zhuowen swaggered into Zhuang Youkai's office, he was in a trance with a cigarette. The white mist curled up to cover half of his face, and the shadowy shadow diluted the irritation between his eyebrows.

As cousins, and also because they grew up together, Lin Zhuowen never behaved well in front of Zhuang Youkai. He half-sat on the smooth cherry wood desk and asked frivolously, "Have you met the new assistant? How is it?"

He was obviously here to ask for credit. Unfortunately, this time he flattered the horse's hoof, and it was not the right time to ask for reward.

Zhuang Youkai let out a breath of foul air, "Not very good."

"Just saw her and Cynthia at the door, she is prettier than the photo." Lin Zhuowen looked regretful, as if someone was squandering a gift from heaven, "Boss, do you know how difficult it is to screen out such a fairy? Needless to say, her appearance, her resume is not bad, she graduated from a Hong Kong school, her Cantonese is OK, and her internship experience is good. What do you think is not good?" "

Not good brain." Stubborn, no emotional intelligence, and still want to climb up the ladder. He thought for a while and added, "Not good taste either."

Swarovski with rhinestones knocked off can also be worn in front of him to show off, wasting her face and figure.

Lin Zhuowen smiled, "It's only been a short time since I reported to work, and you've been offended like this? It seems that he is really not simple."

"So please, Mr. Lin, quickly replace me."

"Hey, how can I replace her just like that? Even this Miss Zhao was temporarily pulled out from another department."

The group and factions are everywhere, and crises are everywhere. At present, the second son of the banker, Zhuang Youliang, and the third son, Zhuang Youkai, are competing against each other. Most people are busy buying stocks and trying their best to send people to Zhuang Youkai. Only this one person can he ensure that he has a clean background.

The most important thing now is not whether he can find someone, but Cynthia's stomach can't wait. Lin Zhuowen stretched out two fingers and swore, "It's only two months anyway. At the end of August, she will leave immediately."

After a long silence, Zhuang Youkai's voice sounded: "It's better to do what you say."

This means to spare him.

Lin Zhuowen breathed a sigh of relief and started to speak without restraint: "You are very angry today, but the South China region is not that serious."

"Didn't you see who was shooting a cold arrow?"

"I can see it, but the trick is too childish. Zhuang Youliang is Sima Zhao's heart, why do you have to take it seriously."

The special cigarette burned for a long time, and every inch burned was real gold and silver, which was flicked away by Zhuang Youkai as if nothing, and finally he was willing to bite it on his lips and take a puff.

"Zhuowen, I never want to take it seriously." He closed his eyes, and the mist came out with his breath. "You know Chen Peishan, so you should know that her good son is exactly the same. If I give in, I will treat my mother and elder brother badly."

When mentioning Zhuang Youkai's mother and Lin Zhuowen's aunt, both of them were silent for a moment. This topic is not easy, and Lin Zhuowen, who is experienced in human relations, began to regret that he did not weigh the importance of speaking.

At that time, Chen Peishan brought Zhuang Zhaocheng's illegitimate son to Deep Water Bay, and angered Lin Shuyun, who was in the late stage of pregnancy, to premature birth. After giving birth, she

died of heavy bleeding, which was known to the whole city. Later, Zhuang Youlin, the eldest grandson who was loved by Mr. Zhuang, died. It was announced to the outside world that it was an accident, but the Zhuang family knew that it was the work of Chen Peishan, the second wife.

She was too cruel and refused to leave any room. Zhuang Youkai's grandfather Zhuang Zhenye was so angry that he drove them out of the manor in Deep Water Bay. Zhuang Zhaocheng was also obsessed and moved to the Mid-Levels Villa.

In recent years, it has been normal for the father and son to stand on their own mountaintops and not see each other. After they retired, they each promoted a younger generation. The old man relied on Zhuang Youkai, while Zhuang Zhaocheng supported Zhuang Youliang, who was brought by Chen Peishan to recognize his relatives.

Hong Kong media analyzed that the names of the two Zhuang Shaos were also interesting. As soon as Zhuang Zhaocheng came up with the idea of ​​a "pillar", the old man decided on the "role model", and the smoke of war burned for more than 20 years.

These words, no matter when they are mentioned, are as heavy as a thousand pounds. Lin Zhuowen touched his lips, but before he could say anything, Zhuang Youkai interrupted him: "Let's not talk about this. I won't be back to Hong Kong until September, and I still have some free time."

He suddenly seemed to remember something, holding a cigarette in his mouth, took out the Montblanc fountain pen pinned to the pocket of his suit on his chest, and scribbled a word on the note, "Read this in Mandarin."

"Huh?" Lin Zhuowen came closer, and when he saw it clearly, his eyebrows knitted together, inexplicably, "Ji Ha!"

Zhuang Youkai raised his lips and laughed, and then the more exaggerated the laugh became, the cigarette between his fingers also shook. Lin Zhuowen had no idea what he was trying to do. He read the paper again and again, "Isn't it just ji, the ji of liji!"

Zhuang Youkai tore off the note and threw it into the ashtray, then pressed the spark of the cigarette butt on it, lowered his eyes to see the word "zhi" turned into ashes, and then slowly said, "Your Mandarin is really bad."

"..."

Lin Zhuowen was completely confused.

When he left Zhuang Youkai's office, he glanced at the newcomer with a rosy face next to Cynthia behind the desk of the administrative assistants at the door, and then he slowly remembered -

this Miss Zhao, doesn't her name have a zhi?

*

Question, what should I do if the boss calls the wrong name?

First floor answer: It depends on whether it is conscious or unconscious. If it is unconscious, it may be that noble people forget things easily. Just find an opportunity to remind him in daily life, preferably when you are alone, otherwise it will make the boss feel embarrassed.

If it is intentional, then reflect on what caused him to have a bad impression of you, find an opportunity to explain and apologize, and wait for the misunderstanding to deepen, which will be more disadvantageous to you in the future.

If there is no grudge between you, then treat your boss as a pervert, and tolerate it if you can, but change him if you can't.

Second floor: The above person is right, there are too many leaders who are not human nowadays.

Third floor: +1.

Zhao Manzhi rolled the mouse, read it carefully two or three times, and took a deep breath.

Just think that he is too eloquent to pronounce her name, but she can't make mistakes because of this.

She must not be content to be this Mandy.

"Manman, have you prepared a brief for the boss today?" Cynthia asked her.

Zhao Manzhi quickly cut the screen back, "Oh, okay, right away."

"OK, remember to check it for me."

This is the first job Zhao Manzhi learned. Zhuang Youkai's work mailbox does not receive all emails. Usually, he needs to filter through the assistant's mailbox, sort out the reasons according to the importance, and then reply one by one according to his wishes.

She has almost excerpted the previous content, adjusted the order, sorted out the content, and sent it to Cynthia for review.

Cynthia passed the letter after making a few minor changes. He also praised her for learning quickly, "Send a copy to Mr. Zhuang after you make the changes. Thank you for your hard work."

"Understood."

This was not the first time that Zhao Manzhi had sent an email to her boss, but this time she particularly hated the pretentious etiquette of business English. Couldn't the title be changed to something else? She had to type "Dear Raymond" against her conscience.

What was the word dear about this person? He was so mean.

When she finished writing the signature, she just typed an M and remembered something she had seen not long ago. Suddenly, she straightened up her body and raised her small chin. Like a swan, she typed her name with dignity.

Press Enter and send. The girl's smile curved into a triumphant arc.

She just didn't believe it. He could continue to call a cat a dog.

That night, Zhuang Youkai checked his mailbox and saw an email from a new sender. The brief was written carelessly, but the signature was very eye-catching.

Best Regards, Manzhi.

Are you so afraid that he won't remember? What a clumsy trick.

He snorted coldly, clicked on the reply interface, and typed each word very hard. If the phone screen had any sense, it would be in pain.

The next day, Zhao Manzhi just opened his eyes and saw the warm greeting from the boss -

Dear Mandy.