Chapter 4 Chapter 04 Replace her.

Zhuang Youkai's three-dimensional outline was shrouded in soft light, and narrow and ambiguous shadows fell on the sides of his nose and eyelashes.

But his eyes were extremely cold and arrogant, as if her existence was an unforgivable mistake, the first muddy footprint in the clean snow, or the first fingerprint on the smooth glass.

Originally, out of respect for workplace etiquette, Zhao Manzhi still had a trace of rationality. After he looked at her like this, the anger that had just subsided revived and began to grow in her chest.

She stretched out her arms to hand over the information, trying to calm her expression and tone: "What you want."

"Thank you."

It turns out that this man can also speak nice words, she thought. Even if it was just a polite reply, it was the first time he spoke human words.

Zhao Manzhi threw away the hot potato, and naturally had no intention of staying any longer. She took two steps back and turned to leave. Even if she asked someone to help look after Cynthia, she was still worried.

"I thought that a good student who could get an A in business would understand what I meant without having to explain." The man's voice came from behind, his tone slow, "I didn't expect that you were an exception."

She stopped and turned back, "...what did you say?"

Zhuang Youkai didn't look at her, but just lowered his eyes and quickly scanned the key points of the meeting materials, leaving her in a drowning silence.

Zhao Manzhi knew what his yin and yang points were, but she couldn't believe that he was so arrogant and mean. Her heart was beating so fast that it almost jumped out of her chest. She closed her eyes, took a deep breath with the remaining restraint, and walked closer to explain to him, "Cynthia's condition is really urgent. Besides, she is an elderly pregnant woman. If she is not handled properly at that time, her life may be in danger-"

"Not this."

"Not this?" Zhao Manzhi was fed up with the game of guessing his thoughts, "What is it? Can't you tell me clearly?"

"I ask you, as my administrative assistant, what is the most important work rule? Don't tell me Cynthia didn't teach you."

"Yes..." The scene of the reporting day emerged in her mind. Cynthia reminded her of everything, and she also wrote the most important one on the first page of her notebook.

——"All you have to do is be responsible to the boss, and nothing else matters."

Zhao Manzhi finally reacted to what he said, but her tongue seemed to be tied, and she couldn't even say a simple "I'm sorry." After a long time, the girl lowered her head, revealing a snow-white neck. She was so unwilling to do such a humble action, and her eyes and eyebrows were clumsily hiding forbearance.

Compared with the work principles, she cared more about that, not to mention that Cynthia was an old man who had followed him for many years, even if she was an ordinary person, who would be willing to leave her alone at the gate of hell of childbirth? 

Seeing her being humiliated, Zhuang Youkai felt bored. She was not very capable, but she took herself very seriously. She could not even quarrel, but she had the courage to go against him. 

With a sneer on the corner of his lips, he lazily sent her away, "Come on, this will not happen again, you get out." 

Generally speaking, such a young girl would run away after being scolded, and then find a place to hide and cry secretly. If nothing unexpected happens, in a few days, Lin Zhuowen, who is in charge of personnel, will bite the bullet and look for a new assistant for him. 

Time passed by minute by minute. He roughly browsed through the information, but still didn't hear Zhao Manzhi leave. He caught a glimpse of her still standing in front of him, and Zhuang Youkai frowned slightly: Why aren't you leaving? Are you going to cry here? 

Women are troublesome, and crying women are even more troublesome. These troubles are better out of sight, but if they are really in front of him, he doesn't know how to deal with them. 

Looking over, Zhao Manzhi's eyes were a little red, but not wet. What Zhuang Youkai didn't know was that she felt more angry than aggrieved. How many years have passed since the founding of New China, and how could there still be such a capitalist who eats raw meat 

and drinks blood. She stared at him straight, her hands hanging at her sides clenched into fists, her nails deeply embedded in the flesh, and she kept shaking. Although she really wanted to pick up the folder and throw it at Zhuang Youkai's handsome and cruel face, her desire for Lausanne suppressed this impulse. 

When their eyes met, Zhuang Youkai was a little defeated. He frowned and asked her, "Anything else?" 

Zhao Manzhi took a deep breath. The volcano that had been accumulating energy in her body finally erupted at this moment, continuously supplying her with the power to shout at the boss. 

Later, she raised her face. This beautiful face always made people think that she was a weak dodder, but in fact, her thin shoulders dared to bear the wind and rain: "Boss, I did neglect my work today, and I apologize for this. But I don't think there is anything wrong with my behavior regarding Cynthia's difficulties. Of course, working in Huanye, my identity is your assistant, but apart from that, I am first a person, not a heart of stone, and I will not stand by and watch someone die." 

She bowed: "If I offend you, please bear with me." 

Zhuang Youkai laughed angrily. She is a person, she is affectionate and righteous, and she saves the dying and the wounded. The implication is that who else can be a person? 

He just flipped a page of the information, and the paper was picked up between his fingers and wrinkled. When he thought about whether the little girl would burst into tears just now because he felt sympathy for her, he had to scold himself again for having unnecessary conscience. 

Zhao Manzhi stood up and just saw his half-smile. She slowly felt the fear enveloping her body and shuddered. How could she say everything like this? Will she be fired tomorrow because of her left foot entering Huanye? 

No, maybe not tomorrow. The next second after she walked out of this lounge, maybe HR would come to inform her to pack up and leave. 

That's fine, the proletarian fighters fighting against capitalism is an act in line with core values ​​and it's worth it. 

She lowered her eyes, not daring to look, nor could she look at Zhuang Youkai's eyes, with an attitude of letting him do whatever he wanted. When people make mistakes, they want to start repenting after they regain their rationality. Zhao Manzhi did the same. She touched her lips a few times and said hesitantly, "Sorry, boss, I didn't mean that." 

No answer. 

A pair of men's derby shoes appeared in the field of vision. The color was glossy and the stitching was exquisite. It was a pattern hammered out by the best Italian craftsmen. 

Then, the whole person was shrouded by the shadow he brought, like an inescapable cage, cutting off all her escape routes. 

Zhao Manzhi subconsciously held her breath and raised her head little by little. 

Zhuang Youkai looked down at her, his eyes more complicated than when they first met. 

In a small space, Zhao Manzhi could smell the faint scent of cedar on him, and could hear her own heartbeat, beating like a drum. 

After a moment, he moved his lips and spoke slowly, "I will not do business at a loss, so I can't waste my life worth millions every minute just to get angry with an intern who earns 60 Hong Kong dollars an hour. It's a good thing that you have integrity, Miss Zhao, but Huanye doesn't need such people." 

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Lu Qianning reminded him several times before the door of the lounge opened, and Zhuang Youkai walked out with a sullen face, followed by Zhao Manzhi, whose face was pale and frightened. 

Lin Zhuowen was waiting for Zhuang Youkai to discuss matters at the door. Seeing this, he forgot about the matter and had a lot of questions in his mind. He just wanted to know what happened inside. 

Zhuang Youkai was straightforward. When he saw him, the first thing he said was: "Replace her for me." 

"...Ah?" Lin Zhuowen looked at Zhuang Youkai, then at Zhao Manzhi, totally confused. "What did Mandy do?" 

He snorted coldly, "Mandy? It would be more appropriate to call her Maria."
The Virgin Mary is so radiant, she should go and save all living beings, instead of working here in frustration.

Zhao Manzhi didn't dare to say a word, she had already prepared for the worst. At worst, she could make up for the internship experience after graduation next year, and it wouldn't be a big problem to apply for a gap year; or she could make up for it and change to another school...

Lin Zhuowen was too familiar with Zhuang Youkai's tone, and knew that he was in trouble, so he found an excuse to get Zhao Manzhi away: "Are you in trouble again? Go and write a self-criticism to Master Zhuang, write it carefully, and be sincere."

His appearance was like a life-saving straw, Zhao Manzhi nodded several times, and trotted back.

When her back disappeared around the corner, Lin Zhuowen pouted and glanced at Zhuang Youkai next to him: "Boss, I told you there is no one left, please be considerate of me, okay?"

"No one will change." Zhuang Youkai said in a tough tone, "She dared to challenge me."

This sentence sounded like a fairy tale. Even if Lin Zhuowen and Zhuang Youkai grew up together and were inseparable cousins, he would never dare to make a scene with Mr. Zhuang's most precious grandson. Zhuang Youkai's life has been smooth sailing for 25 years so far, and he has never heard of anyone who dared to disobey him.

The mainland girl is more powerful than he thought.

The meeting time is approaching, and the heads of relevant departments are entering one after another. Zhuang Youkai has no intention of chatting with him and is about to leave. Lin Zhuowen was still searching for available candidates in his mind. When he saw him leave, he hurriedly followed him, hoping to find a way to satisfactorily solve the problem: "Wait, Mandy is usually hardworking and diligent. Why would she challenge you? Is it a misunderstanding?"

He was telling the truth, and Zhuang Youkai couldn't deny it. He took a deep breath and said, "Because of Cynthia."

"Cynthia?" Lin Zhuowen was even more confused. Cynthia is very good at dealing with people. Would she let her subordinates make trouble in front of Zhuang Youkai?

Obviously, Zhuang Youkai didn't want to talk about this anymore and turned into the meeting room. When the meeting attendant saw Lin Zhuowen following him, she was going to hold the door open. But after Zhuang Youkai gave an order, she had to say "sorry" and then slammed the door in front of Lin Zhuowen.

The person who tied the bell must untie it. Lin Zhuowen, who was frustrated, choked, stood there for a moment, and turned to find another person involved.