Suhe Bay.
When Zhou Xing took the elevator down to the underground garage.
Zhang Yan was standing next to his car, holding a stack of documents and waiting quietly.
Zhou Xing walked over, unlocked the car, and asked as he opened the door, "Why didn't you go straight up instead of waiting in the garage? It's not like you don't know the passcode to my place."
Zhang Yan smiled. "I think it's quite nice here."
A few days ago, she had lost a bit of her self-control when facing Zhou Xing.
If she were to go up there rashly now...
...it wasn't certain if she would even be able to come back out.
Zhou Xing sat in the driver's seat and didn't say much more.
It perfectly illustrated the saying: I understand your feigned reserve, and you understand my ulterior motives.
The two had a tacit understanding.
Neither of them completely broke the silence on the matter.
Zhang Yan also got into the passenger seat and buckled her seatbelt.
Seeing this, Zhou Xing started the car and drove out of the garage.
Zhang Yan organized the documents in her hand. "Zhou Xing, the business license and the company seal are all here. I also had someone make your personal seal."
"The twenty billion in paid-in capital was transferred from your account to the company's corporate account yesterday, as you requested."
"Once the articles of association are drafted, the company can begin operating smoothly."
Zhou Xing nodded at her words. With his left hand on the steering wheel, he naturally placed his right hand on Zhang Yan's leg. "Thank you for your hard work."
Zhang Yan looked at Zhou Xing's hand and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. "It's not hard at all. Actually, I only need to handle the communication. I'm quite free most of the time."
"How is it going with the headhunting agency?"
Zhou Xing turned to glance at Zhang Yan, with no intention of moving his hand.
It had to be said.
Her legs, clad in black silk stockings, felt incredible to the touch.
Beneath the thin stockings, he could feel Zhang Yan's delicate and elastic skin.
Zhou Xing found it hard to pull his hand away.
"Mm..."
Zhang Yan shifted her body slightly uncomfortably, trying her best not to focus on Zhou Xing's hand. After a moment of silence, she said, "The headhunting agency has prepared a list. I've already finished screening them. I'll show you the remaining candidates in a moment."
"If they seem suitable... we can invite them for an interview."
Zhou Xing grunted in response.
The company's paperwork was all in order, but it still needed employees—especially professional talent—to function properly.
"Have the headhunting agency find a batch of entry-level employees as well. Let's get the company staffed first."
Zhou Xing said to Zhang Yan.
"I've already mentioned that to the agency. For roles like administrative receptionists... the agency has provided a list. You'll need to confirm them later."
Zhang Yan paused before saying, "However... for something like an accounting team, since the profession is quite specialized, I haven't had the agency look for them yet. But it's fine; our bank can assign some colleagues to handle this for you temporarily until a suitable accounting team is found."
"Do you think that's appropriate? If not, I'll find a way to recruit a highly professional accounting team for you as soon as possible."
Zhang Yan thought for a moment and added, "Also, I've already purchased basic equipment like computers and desks. It was charged to the company account, and the expense reports will be compiled and handed to you."
This is what you call professional!
This is what f*cking professional looks like!
Everything Zhou Xing had thought of, Zhang Yan had handled; everything he hadn't thought of, she had considered in advance.
As expected... professional matters should be left to professional people.
With Zhang Yan around, Zhou Xing's life would be much easier.
"Let's leave it at that for now. The rest can be handled once the company is up and running."
Zhou Xing nodded with satisfaction. One couldn't get fat from a single bite; everything took time to process. He was in no rush.
"You've done a great job. Your level of professionalism exceeded my expectations."
Zhou Xing praised her.
"These aren't actually that professional. Most of it was handled by my colleagues; I only had to tell them what you needed."
Zhang Yan's tone was humble, but her eyes shone with irrepressible joy.
Her abilities had been recognized by Zhou Xing.
At the same time, she had shown Zhou Xing that she wasn't just a pretty face... The car pulled up in front of the Central Mansion.
After parking the car.
The two took the elevator to the 106th floor.
They opened the main doors.
The 1,800-square-meter office no longer looked so empty; it was filled with office equipment and arranged in an orderly fashion.
The CEO's office.
Inside, everything looked brand new.
There was a desk, an Apple computer, an executive chair... as well as a sofa and a tea table.
A few oil paintings and a row of small green plants had also been thoughtfully added.
The placement of the plants was also very deliberate, as if the spots had been carefully chosen. It was clearly the work of a woman; otherwise, it wouldn't be so meticulous.
Without a doubt, Zhang Yan had arranged it herself.
"You've put a lot of thought into this."
Zhou Xing glanced at Zhang Yan.
Zhang Yan looked away sheepishly, surveying the room's layout. "I happened to have a couple of days off, so I came over to take a look and tidied things up a bit. If you think it doesn't suit your taste, I can arrange for someone else to come and redecorate."
"No need."
Zhou Xing chuckled. "I think it's great."
"Why don't you consider something?"
Zhou Xing sat on the sofa and wrapped his arm around Zhang Yan's waist.
"Consider... what?"
Zhang Yan looked a bit nervous.
"Resigning from your job at the bank and coming to work as my secretary."
Zhou Xing smiled. "With you around, my standards for a secretary are going to skyrocket."
"Besides, you can help me out. With your ability, things will definitely be much easier for me."
Hearing this, Zhang Yan couldn't help but roll her eyes charmingly, ignoring the fact that Zhou Xing was still holding her. "So you're trying to trick me into coming here to be your free labor, huh?"
"I don't do business where I lose out."
Zhang Yan gave a soft huff. "You're so young, yet you have so many schemes. Your head is full of capitalist tricks. You're terrible... I'm not falling for it."
"Who said you'd lose out?"
Zhou Xing countered, "On the surface, you're my secretary, but behind the scenes, you're the boss's wife. That's a guaranteed win, right? The better the company does, the more you benefit, don't you?"
Zhang Yan was immediately defeated.
Her face turned bright red.
She quickly stood up, turned on the computer, and logged into her email.
"Zhou Xing, here's the list from the headhunting agency. Please confirm it so I can send out the interview invitations."