34: Chapter 34: President Yun Feiyang of Fengxing 34: Chapter 34: President Yun Feiyang of Fengxing In the darkness, a hint of surprise flickered in the man’s eyes.
He reached out to take the medicine bottle and grasped An Ruo’s hand.
Her hand was very small, soft, and slippery, and the man found it amusing that, even at a time , he still noticed such things.
Taking the inhaler, he sprayed it twice into his nose and took a breath, finally feeling much better.
Why do you have this medicine?
Do you also have asthma?”
An Ruo felt relieved to hear that his voice was fine, “No, it’s my younger brother who has it; I always keep it with me just in case…”
Ever since the day An Ji had his attack, she decided no matter when or where, she would carry the medicine, just in case.
“I never thought it would actually come in handy,” An Ruo added, almost talking to herself.
The man looked down pensively, “I’m very grateful to you today.
Are you an employee of this company?”
“No, I came for a job interview.”
“Oh, and did it go well?” the man asked, seemingly casually.
An Ruo shook her head, then laughed, “Do you know, I interviewed for the position of the president’s assistant today, which is really just a gofer.
But can you believe their requirements?
They expect a gofer to know English, French, and Japanese, and even demand tea ceremony skills.
Can you say that this is not setting the bar a bit high, a bit too much?”
In the place she couldn’t see, the man curled his lips slightly, “Not really.
This is a multinational corporation, and most of the partners are foreigners.
People around the president always need to be ready for emergencies, and if you don’t know these languages, what if you miss important information?
As for the tea ceremony skills you mentioned, I think the company’s president must be fond of tea, hence very picky about it.”
An Ruo secretly stuck out her tongue, a cute gesture she dared only because he couldn’t see her.
How embarrassing, a repairman knows more than she does; no wonder she can’t find a job.
“Well, I still agree with what you said…
but it’s still a very high requirement,” she murmured the last part quietly, as if to save face.
The man smiled amiably and changed the topic of conversation.
An Ruo felt this person was quite articulate, making her feel like there really was no place for her in the world anymore.
Even a repairman had better self-cultivation and composure than she did; she decided that next time when looking for a job, she should not aim too high and perhaps start by working at a fast food restaurant.
After chatting for a while, someone pried the elevator doors open, and they were finally rescued.
Once the man stepped out, many people crowded around him with warmth and concern.
Listening to them addressing him as President Yun, An Ruo suddenly realized – he was not a repairman; he was Fengxing’s President, Yun Feiyang!
That was so embarrassing; she had actually complained about his company’s high standards to his face.
But really, why would a president be dressed in a repairman’s clothes?
An Ruo slipped away quietly while wondering about this oddity.
Yun Feiyang looked up, watching her hurried departure, a gentle smile flickering in his deep, dark eyes.
In his hand, he still held the inhaler that An Ruo had given him.
An Ruo returned home, just in time to bump into Tang Yuchen coming downstairs, about to leave.
Tang Yuchen was dressed very formally today.
In a white classic shirt, black suit, and with his hair done with some hair gel looking sharp.
The buttons of his shirt were made of platinum, shining brightly, showing off his elegance and extraordinary status.