Chapter 421: Uncle Qing, are you promoting me?_1
Twenty minutes later, in room 203 of Yunshang Hotel, Fu Zhuo was elegantly choosing dishes from the menu for the girl across the table on their blind date.
As expected, the girl brought her best friend with her. While they were discussing what to order, the girl kept glancing at Fu Zhuo.
Fu Zhuo pretended not to notice, smiling as he sipped his coffee, thinking she had taken a liking to him.
Just as he was enjoying the moment, the door of the room was suddenly pushed open, and a man with an even more outstanding aura sauntered in, instantly attracting both girls’ attention.
The two who entered were Ye Junqing and Ji Qishu.
Surprised, Fu Zhuo asked, “Lord Qing, how come you’re also here?”
After entering the room, Ye Junqing pulled out a chair and sat down with an icy demeanor, saying, “You’re not getting any younger, you’re even older than me but still without a partner. Since you’ve met a girl you like today, I’m here to give a bit of help.”
Because Fu Zhuo was older than him, others called him Brother Qing, but only Fu Zhuo called him Lord Qing, or else he couldn’t call him Little Qing.
Fu Zhuo was moved to tears. He just knew that Brother Qing was not such a jealous person, still caring about his lifelong affair.
The girl he was meeting, with the last name Qi, kept her eyes fixed on Ye Junqing. Unfortunately, Ye Junqing already had a girlfriend. But that was fine, Fu Zhuo, Ye Junqing’s favorite special assistant, was also quite good.
The matchmaker said that Fu Zhuo was not only Ye Junqing’s most favored assistant but also his brother, and Ye Shiting was already elected President. To be the boyfriend of the most favored special assistant of the future president’s brother would be quite a boast.
However, Ye Junqing lazily leaned back on his chair and asked, “Miss Qi has good taste. Fu Zhuo is my most diligent subordinates, and I am about to give him a new position. He has a promising future.”
“Lord Qing, are you promoting me?” Fu Zhuo never expected this.
A promotion? Is that possible?
After sitting down, Ji Qishu covered his face with his hand, unable to bear looking at Fu Zhuo’s excited face.
Ye Junqing said: “You’ve been in the special assistant’s position for several years, it’s time for a change. From tomorrow on, you’ll be in charge of cleaning all the toilets for Ye’s Group for a year. Work hard, young man.”
After saying that, Ye Junqing patted Fu Zhuo’s shoulder with a heavy-hearted look.
Fu Zhuo seemed not to have heard clearly. What did Lord Qing just say?
Miss Qi was startled, “Cleaning toilets? Isn’t Fu Zhuo your special assistant?”
Ye Junqing said nothing but gave a look to Ji Qishu.
With a cold sweat trickling down his scalp, Ji Qishu mustered an explanation: “Ahem, Fu Zhuo is so capable that being a special assistant is really an underuse of his talents. The position of cleaning toilets is more important and needs a talent like him.”
Even if she’s a bit naive, Miss Qi also noticed that something was off.
Could it be that Fu Zhuo didn’t fancy her and intentionally asked Mr. Ye to come and indirectly reject her?
Miss Qi was not an oblivious person. She was pampered from a young age and had a pretty decent family background. She wouldn’t continue to stay when she was clearly being rejected: “I’m sorry, I just remembered that I have some urgent matters to attend to, I’ll be leaving first.”
“Hey, don’t leave,” Fu Zhuo, completely confused, immediately stood up to stop her.
But Ye Junqing said, “Have a safe trip, Miss Qi, no need to see you out.”
After hearing this, Miss Qi immediately left with her best friend, Fu Zhuo couldn’t even stop her. His ego was hurt!
Fu Zhuo: “Lord Qing, haven’t you ever heard the saying, ‘It’s better to tear down a temple than to ruin a marriage?'”