Fan Xia approached the door and noticed that the carvings on it were not the common Western patterns, but traditional Chinese landscape paintings of mountains and peaks. The natural coldness of the dark wood made one feel the heavy authority of the group's power center just by standing in front of it, as if the mountains were about to roll over her at any moment, making it hard to breathe.
"The CEO attended a banquet last night, so she might come in a bit later today. You can familiarize yourself first." After a brief introduction, Zhuang Nian gave Fan Xia some company manuals to study, while he prepared to start his daily work routine.
As a private secretary, Zhuang Nian was mainly responsible for some trivial daily tasks, and more for CEO Rong Xiu's private activities. Although it sounds like just being an assistant, only those who have stayed by the CEO's side know how difficult it is to be the secretary of a workaholic CEO.
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Shanhai Group is the largest private hospital group in the country. In H country, public hospitals provide free medical care, but the quality of doctors is poor and bed space is limited. It takes half a month just to queue up for medical treatment. Therefore, the middle class and wealthy people generally choose private hospitals for top-tier medical services.
Rong Xiu is the youngest son of the original chairman of Shanhai Group. She has an elder sister, and the company shouldn't have been inherited by a man, but her unreliable sister was arrested for bribery, which gave Rong Xiu the chance to take over.
In the three years since taking over the company, Rong Xiu's meticulousness has been almost fanatical, her obsession bordering on harsh. But it's precisely because of this that she, as a man, has been able to stand firm in a female-dominated society.
As usual, yesterday CEO Rong Xiu attended a banquet and drank alcohol, so she should come to the company after nine o'clock today. It's only eight-thirty now, he has plenty of time to prepare. Confidently pushing open the door, Zhuang Nian's appropriate smile froze on his face: "CEO?"
Fan Xia turned around and saw the heavy closed door being pushed open. Amidst the countless documents piled on the desk, Rong Xiu slowly raised her head, revealing her incomparably handsome face. She wore a well-tailored double-breasted peak lapel suit, her long slender fingers lightly resting on the keyboard, a silver watch on her pale, cold wrist reflecting cold, fragmented light in the morning beam.
At the moment Rong Xiu raised her head, Fan Xia's gaze met her cold eyes. Then Rong Xiu's gaze moved away from her, casually adjusting the rimless glasses on her high, straight nose bridge, her dark eyes revealing a forbidding and cold aloofness.
"Surprised?" She spoke calmly to Zhuang Nian, her voice slightly hoarse but deep.
"No, no, I'll go make you a cup of coffee." Zhuang Nian hurriedly ran out, but in his heart, he was wondering why this great Buddha came so early today? There's no important meeting today, is there?
As soon as Zhuang Nian left, the entire office seemed desolate, with only Rong Xiu and Fan Xia. As Fan Xia was thinking about how to start the conversation, Rong Xiu spoke first.
"Just joined the company, are you getting used to it?" She closed her laptop, her evenly proportioned fingers casually resting on the smooth obsidian-like desktop. Her eyes were lowered, playing with the watch on her wrist, not looking at Fan Xia, seeming somewhat indifferent.
Fan Xia nodded slightly: "I'm getting used to it. Secretary Zhuang is very nice, he helped me get familiar with the company environment and helped me a lot."
The fingers fiddling with the watch paused slightly, Rong Xiu's lowered eyes lifted slightly. Even with the rimless glasses, it was hard to hide her superior, aloof, slender eye shape and clear eye color.
Looking closely, there was a tiny wine-red mole under her left eye corner. Her slender, slightly upturned eye tail was a bit deep. Up close, one could smell the cold scent of cedar on her. It was hard to imagine what kind of enchanting scene it would be if she took off her ascetic, restrained glasses.
"He's a private secretary," Rong Xiu said flatly, her tone as cold as thin snow in early winter.
"...Hm?" Fan Xia didn't understand her meaning for a moment.
"Zhuang Nian is mainly responsible for my personal trivial matters. He can't help you much with work. If you have any difficulties..." Rong Xiu adjusted her delicate rimless glasses again, her long, evenly proportioned fingers lightly supporting the frame, her lowered brows and eyes hiding her cold, ascetic gaze: "You can come to me... after all, you're my junior from school."
Fan Xia was slightly surprised, then her watery eyes overflowed with a shallow smile: "I thought senior had forgotten about a nobody like me, after all, we haven't seen each other for so many years."