The expression was fake beyond belief. Nearby, in a small office cubicle, Xi Ruo, who was organizing documents for Gu Zixuan, paused and quickly glanced at Gu Zixuan. Gu Zixuan, however, smiled lightly without revealing any emotion, giving Xi Ruo a reassuring look, and nodded, "What’s the matter?" Xi Ruo continued working, eyes lowered. "It’s nothing major." An Ran strutted over in her seductive high heels, "It’s just that since you were specially hired, although your resume and such aren’t filed with our HR department, according to company processes, we still need to understand a bit, to avoid any slip-ups at future business gatherings." Gu Zixuan chuckled softly, acknowledging that this was indeed a concern for the company—after all, some newcomers might feel awkward if they encounter their former employer at such events, and it’s reasonable for the HR department to navigate such situations carefully. But she hadn’t expected the newly formed project department to receive commercial invitations so quickly. She lowered her gaze, didn’t mind too much, smiled, while continuing to fill out the current project’s progress flow, and said: "Sure, go ahead." Seeing Gu Zixuan didn’t mind, An Ran flashed a brief smile and sat down opposite Gu Zixuan. "First, can I ask about Director Gu’s educational background? Which university did you graduate from?" Gu Zixuan furrowed her brows slightly, thought briefly, and said: "The educational qualification is just ordinary bachelor’s, a typical school." Bachelor’s, and typical... An Ran instantly eliminated all the 985 universities in her mind, hearing it was just a bachelor’s, she contemptuously smirked, "And which company did you previously work at?" Considering that submitting articles to "Economic Vision" magazine shouldn’t count as employment, Gu Zixuan shook her head, "I haven’t worked before, this is my first time." An Ran instantly linked Gu Zixuan more closely to the image of a mistress... As if sensing something, Gu Zixuan pressed her lips together, revealing a faint trace of displeasure. An Ran gathered her expression and smiled, "Then have you participated in any successful projects, cases, that led to your special hiring here?" "Not really." Regarding how she and He Qimo brought Junsheng from near bankruptcy to becoming a real estate mogul, Gu Zixuan lightly pursed her lips. An Ran completely laughed, "What do your parents do for work?" In an instant, Gu Zixuan’s eyes became stagnant, thinking about how, before her father’s incident, he was nearly considered the object of earnest courting by both the political and business elites of Rong City. Sweeping her gaze over An Ran, she said, "Does your company’s HR department now need to inquire about others’ personal matters?" An Ran hesitated, seemingly surprised that the usually mild-mannered Gu Zixuan could have such a firm tone. She rubbed her nose, turned her face with a mocking smile. She continued lowering her gaze, "Oh, no, Director Gu, if you don’t want to talk about it, then don’t. The remaining part is whether you have any work-related needs from our HR department. If Director Gu still has time, we could talk about something else..." Gu Zixuan responded with a cold lip, "Let’s talk." They briefly chatted again, mainly covering routine daily office inquiries. Finally, seeing that Gu Zixuan had no objections concerning the computer, desk, even the chair, sofa, and arrangements—including a specially provided coffee machine in the office seemingly tidied by someone without prior notice to the HR department... An Ran, holding a subtle dissatisfaction, withdrew her smile, "That’s all for today, thank you Director Gu for your cooperation. If there are any future lifestyle needs, just let our HR department know." Seeing Gu Zixuan wasn’t in the mood for small talk, having gleaned the information she wanted, An Ran got straight up and left. As soon as An Ran left, Xi Ruo came out of the small cubicle, looked at Gu Zixuan, and said, "She’s really clueless. Can’t she see you’re personally brought in by Vice President Ding? How can a director assistant treat you like that?" Precisely because Vice President Ding personally brought her, hearing that she lacks something while being an outsider, leads to even greater disregard, right? Gu Zixuan probably understood that Feng Chengjin’s company adhered to an elite hiring system, so as long as one is capable at work, their personality can be accommodated, resulting in graduates like An Ran, a prestigious school graduate who boldly climbs the ranks and yet despises those she perceives as nepotistic hires. Moreover... seeing Xi Ruo’s innocent eyes, Gu Zixuan understood that Xi Ruo hadn’t yet realized that no matter how large or well-regulated a company is, some shady dealings for advancement couldn’t be avoided, so... Smiling faintly, thinking of An Ran’s obviously darkened motives, she looked down at the project’s progress she still had to familiarize herself with, she said: "Let’s get to work, it’s nothing. If you want respect, you have to let your results speak for themselves." Seeing how Gu Zixuan remained calm despite An Ran’s provocations, Xi Ruo’s admiration for Gu Zixuan increased. Especially watching Gu Zixuan’s seriousness in her work, as she pointed out data, documents, and some issues even the project manager overlooked whenever she spoke. Xi Ruo sincerely felt that Gu Zixuan was not as simple as she appeared. Once discovered, she might amaze the entire company! The day’s work eventually came to a temporary halt amidst the hustle and bustle. Packing up her bag, while heading downstairs, she received a call from Feng Chengjin... In the elevator, listening to Feng Chengjin’s words, "Let’s have dinner together, and I’ll take you home afterwards. I’ll wait for you in the underground parking lot." Gu Zixuan didn’t know how Feng Chengjin knew she had just gotten off work, but feeling the care of being picked up and dropped off by car, she thought about how she had worked for He Qimo for eight years. Sometimes she also had to work hard, going to many places, and initially even to construction sites and urban planning departments, yet He Qimo had never once offered to pick her up or drop her off. At this moment, Feng Chengjin’s care seemed even more... She smiled, unable to control the upward curve of her lips filled with warmth, and said, "Okay." Then she hung up the phone. After all, maybe it was her uncontrollable smile that made several employees around glance at her. And... feeling guilty, no matter how close the phone was to her cheek, she worried the earpiece would leak, letting other colleagues hear Feng Chengjin’s voice... Gu Zixuan hung up quickly, leaving Feng Chengjin on the other end with a somewhat astonished expression. But didn’t mind, he smiled, shaking his head, and grabbed his car keys and suit jacket, putting it on as he walked, telling Qin Nuo on the way, "The computer is still on." Then he headed to the elevator. The routine of going to and from work together made Qin Nuo, who was holding the subsidiary’s application for car purchase just signed by Feng Chengjin, chuckle quietly. Watching the president who usually turned off his own computer before leaving, Qin Nuo’s laughter deepened the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes. Beside him, Jiang Yuan looked at Qin Nuo’s expression and said, "Did Miss Gu come to work today?" Qin Nuo nodded, gesturing a "shh" to keep quiet, "The president said not to speak about it in the company." "Oh." Jiang Yuan nodded understandingly. In the elevator, Gu Zixuan looked at the people inside and pressed the button for the negative two underground parking lot while stopping at another level when no one was noticing. When she reached the negative two level, she found the safety passage, looked around, saw no one, and walked in. She went up one level through the safety passage to the negative one level, where Feng Chengjin and company vice presidents, executives’ private garage were located. Here, as always, was like an exhibition of luxury cars, each of which made people’s hearts flutter, captivated by their dazzling streamlined design and luxurious lacquered exterior. Last time Gu Zixuan passed by in a hurry, this time she walked while looking around. Since the elevator didn’t need to stop, Feng Chengjin got down faster than Gu Zixuan, so he waited for her in the car. Seeing her come out from the safety passage, he gave her a few deep glances, watching her as she looked at the cars, his gaze became even more profound. Follow current novels on NoveI-Fire.ɴet Finally, when Gu Zixuan got in the car and was fastening her seatbelt, he took a look at her and said, "Nothing going on this weekend?" "Hmm..." Gu Zixuan was startled, then nodded, "I don’t think so." "The Bentley 4S shop has a new car, want to go with me to check it out if you’re free?" Feng Chengjin asked leisurely. "More car shopping?" Gu Zixuan looked at him, puzzled and surprised at the same time, at the Maserati Quattroporte Gransport he drove today, frowning, "How can you drive all these cars?" Feng Chengjin chuckled, starting the car, and said, "I don’t buy cars just to drive them." Not for driving, but for convenience, what kind of logic is this? Gu Zixuan was momentarily stunned, then quickly understood, looking into Feng Chengjin’s shrewd eyes, recalling the time he dealt with the following journalist’s tactics. For someone of Feng Chengjin’s status, the type of license plates on his cars would be easily watched by various journalists and magazines. Even if not by them, it would be easy to be recognized by peers. So driving different cars is the safest and most inconspicuous method. Fully understanding Feng Chengjin’s slippery nature, Gu Zixuan smiled, arching her eyebrows and mouth into a deep curve, letting out a soft chuckle. The radiant smile was very captivating. Feng Chengjin, however, glanced at her, still looking as if she knew nothing, and smirked. After pausing for a moment, Feng Chengjin, during a graceful turn, added, "Mainly, now that I don’t have a wife, am I not allowed to have a personal hobby?" The emphasis on "wife" made Gu Zixuan realize something, and suddenly, her face became flushed like a tomato.