Gu Yikun always speaks so succinctly and cryptically, An Junxi is already used to it, and she replied, "My English is pretty good." She was a top student in school after all; she had no choice, poor people have to study more!
Gu Yikun said, "Then come up."
"Huh?" An Junxi couldn’t be sure of his meaning; was he asking her to go up to the third floor?
However, Gu Yikun had already hung up the phone and walked into the house.
An Junxi thought for a while and still went up to the third floor.
This was her first time going to the third floor since she came to the Gu Family. Sister He was maintaining the oil paintings in the hallway, and she was stunned when she saw An Junxi coming up.
An Junxi explained, "Mr. Gu told me to come up."
Sister He, despite her confusion, wouldn’t ask too many questions. She pointed ahead and said, "Turn left up ahead, that’s the young master’s study."
An Junxi thanked her, walked to the entrance of the study, and saw Gu Yikun sitting behind the desk.
Unexpectedly, the study was decorated in a traditional Chinese style, which, in An Junxi’s impression, was usually liked by older people.
She stuck out her tongue, what if Gu Yikun knew she thought and fired her?
Indeed, Gu Yikun was only thirty-one this year, but his personality and behavior were like... an elder.
Do all wealthy family heads mature early?
An Junxi could only find this reason.
She composed herself and knocked on the door.
Gu Yikun glanced at the door and said, "Come in."
An Junxi walked up to him, and Gu Yikun handed her an Apple computer, "Translate the documents on here into English and send them to the email above."
An Junxi took the computer; it was actually an internal document of the Gu Family. After translating it, she was supposed to send it to the Hong Kong office. She couldn’t quite understand his reasoning. Logically, it made sense that while Gu Jinxiu was practicing martial arts, he would assign her other work during work hours. But she wasn’t an employee of the Gu Family; it seemed inappropriate to be dealing with their documents.
Gu Yikun then said, "Remember the confidentiality agreement you signed."
An Junxi then recalled the contents of the confidentiality agreement. Alright, translating wasn’t difficult, she just had to follow orders.
An Junxi found a sofa and started the translation work.
The document was about the new plans that the Gu Family was implementing in Hong Kong. There were quite a few professional terms; if she hadn’t passed the Business English exam, it would have been hard to translate it so perfectly.
Gu Yikun was reading documents, and the only sounds in the study were the keyboard’s clacking and occasionally the sound of him flipping pages.
An Junxi quickly finished one document. When she started on the second one, she got stuck on a problem. She searched online for the translation for a while but still felt the meaning was off. She knew the importance of accurate wording; a slight difference could mean worlds apart, so she couldn’t just wing it.
She looked at Gu Yikun, unable to look away for a moment.
It’s said that men who focus on work are the most charming. She never understood this before, but now this saying was perfectly reflected in Gu Yikun.
He read documents quickly, constantly signing his name at the end. Sometimes certain content would catch his attention, making him stop and read carefully. His deep ocean-like eyes revealed a gem-like gleam. To An Junxi, his profile was like a work of art.
Too handsome, almost cheating.
An Junxi almost forgot where she was, just marveling in her heart whether God was too biased in favor of the Gu Family.
Gu Yikun noticed the gaze from the sofa and looked over, his thin lips parted, "What’s wrong?"
Even his voice was so magnetic.
An Junxi’s face warmed up, and she hastily covered, "There’s something I don’t quite understand."
"Bring it over and let me see."
An Junxi got up and walked to him, placed the computer on the desk, and pointed at a part, "Here."
Being this close, An Junxi could smell the scent of his body wash or maybe the laundry detergent, her mind started to wander uncontrollably, wondering what brand he used, it’s so pleasant?
Gu Yikun glanced at it and said, "This legal clause is very important. Hong Kong follows the common law system, it’s normal if you don’t understand," he expertly operated the computer, looked through the first document, seemed fairly satisfied, "Then that’s all for you."
He didn’t plan to explain the part she was puzzled about, directly giving her the boot.
An Junxi was a bit displeased, she directly said, "Then tell me how to translate it? What if I encounter the same issue in the future and still don’t understand?"
Gu Yikun watched her for a long while. If any subordinate dared speak to him , he would have sent them straight to the HR department.
The Gu Family is a workplace, not a classroom.
An Junxi got nervous under his gaze but braced herself and said, "Mr. Gu wouldn’t be so petty, right?"
Gu Yikun chuckled, "Then listen carefully."
This smile was too lethal; his cold features softened a bit, the smile was like a ray of sunlight in a snowy landscape, somewhat cool but very dazzling.
It was the first time she saw Gu Yikun smile and she couldn’t react at all.
Gu Yikun finished explaining, seeing that An Junxi was still absent-minded, he closed the laptop and said with a cooler tone, "Got it?"
An Junxi wasn’t listening at all; she felt like a student caught daydreaming by the teacher. Blushing, she honestly shook her head, "No."
Gu Yikun rubbed his temples, "Forget it, go downstairs."
An Junxi didn’t dare linger, reason told her to leave early, otherwise Gu Yikun might really throw her out.
An Junxi ran out to the hallway, Sister He pretended to wipe the handrail with a cloth and, seeing her come out, approached gossiping, "Jun Xi, what did the young master want with you?"
"Nothing much, just work stuff."
Sister He responded skeptically.
An Junxi went downstairs to the kitchen to get some water. After drinking a cup of water, it was about time to go home.
Sister Li was brewing coffee in the small hall next to the kitchen. An Junxi, holding a cup, was attracted by the coffee aroma as she walked past, "Sister Li, you’re making coffee this late?"
She picked up the Blue Mountain Coffee Beans on the counter and sniffed them, the strong aroma indeed lived up to its reputation as the best of coffees.