Sheng Yan was just about to pretend to quit when Feng Qing rather reluctantly explained to him, "Although I don't have to tell you this, I'll still clarify. Assistant Qi is under Chairman Feng. You can replace me, but you can't replace him."
Sheng Yan spread his hands, indicating that he knew and understood. His hand landed on his knee, and almost instantly he compromised. "Since you've said so, I'll have to be your assistant then."
Although Sheng Yan didn't seem very serious, after some weighing, Feng Qing still chose him. And Sheng Yan didn't let her down. He performed quite well.
Probably due to the experience he had accumulated while managing Shengshi before, even as just an assistant, Sheng Yan could often do better than Feng Qing.
Feng Qing originally planned to learn something from Sheng Yan. The better Sheng Yan performed, the easier her job became, and she had more time to visit her father. In this regard, she might even have to thank Sheng Yan.
Unlike her, who had stayed abroad for five years and then returned for a direct promotion, Sheng Yan had a solid reputation in Luocheng. It was quite a piece of news not only within the company but also across the whole city that he came to the company just as the president's special assistant.
Feng Qing couldn't be sure whether this was a good or a bad thing for the time being, but it was true that with Sheng Yan at the dinner tables, things were much easier than when she had to face them alone.
She had many dinner parties to attend, and this was the first time she took Sheng Yan with her.
Sheng Yan was driving in the basement. After she changed her clothes and came downstairs, Sheng Yan frowned at her outfit. "Do you always dress like this for dinner parties?"
Not to mention that there were always some ill - intentioned old men at the dinner parties, such a dress wasn't really appropriate even for daily wear.
Feng Qing glanced at him sideways, pulled down the mirror to check her makeup, and took out her lipstick to touch it up. "What difference does it make what I wear? Since some people like to look, I might as well let them. It's not like it'll cost me anything."
She was quite open - minded about this. Since the company was in such a situation, when there was a glimmer of hope, she didn't need to cover herself up and let the opportunities slip away.
Those ill - intentioned looks were better than these people kicking her when she was down.
"Aren't you afraid they'll take advantage of you?"
"Take advantage?" Feng Qing closed the mirror and looked at Sheng Yan as if amused. "I think you probably don't know much about men."
Sheng Yan was about to say something else when Feng Qing had already fastened her seatbelt. "Let's go."
She simply wouldn't listen to him. Forget it.
Sheng Yan remained silent all the way. After they arrived at the club, he always followed behind Feng Qing. He was still quite professional as an assistant.
But his aura was strong enough that he wouldn't be completely outshone when standing with Feng Qing. Probably no one would believe that he was just Feng Qing's assistant if they heard about it.
As Feng Qing had said, he really didn't seem to understand men. Those people were obviously more curious about why he would be an assistant. After all, it was the first time in these years that the second young master of the Sheng family had condescended to such a position.
"I want to hone myself. No one can always have a smooth sailing. It's better to accumulate experience when things are going well. You never know what the future holds."
No one knew whether what he said was true or not. It wasn't until he got dead drunk that those people finally let him go.
Feng Qing staggered out of the club, supporting him all the way. When she was sure no one was following them, she slapped Sheng Yan on the back hard and told him to stop pretending.
She didn't know if the slap was really too hard, but the next second, Sheng Yan rushed to a tree by the roadside and vomited.
Feng Qing felt helpless seeing him like this. He didn't have to drink so much. She wondered if he had taken the wrong medicine. Once he touched alcohol, he became a bit crazy.
"Stay here. I'll go to the car and get you some water."
Feng Qing walked to the car and bent down to take out the water stored in the car's storage basket. Sheng Yan didn't know when he had walked over. As soon as she turned around, Sheng Yan was already in front of her.
Sheng Yan stood in front of her, one hand on the open car door and the other on the roof of the car, trapping her beside the door so that she couldn't move.
His eyes were no longer clear because of the alcohol, and the smell of alcohol on him surrounded her completely.
"Do you always attend dinner parties like this?"
Feng Qing crossed her arms. She wasn't at all flustered but extremely calm. She found Sheng Yan's question a bit funny, so she pretended to be innocent and shook her head at him. "What are you talking about? I don't understand."
"You clearly understand!" Sheng Yan suddenly became anxious and leaned in a bit closer, forcing Feng Qing's back to press tightly against the car body. "You know those people have bad intentions. If I weren't here today, what would have happened to you dressed like this? Have you ever thought about it?"
"Assistant Sheng, this doesn't seem to be your concern, do you think so?"
The question of what risks there were was so ridiculous. Even if she had covered herself up tightly today, the things that were going to happen would still happen. What would happen never depended on what she wore, but on the fact that she was a woman. As long as she was a woman, there were such risks in everything.
She didn't know if Sheng Yan was just crazy because he was drunk or what, but she didn't want to argue about such a meaningless thing with him. Calmly, she threw the water she had prepared for Sheng Yan onto the passenger seat, pushed Sheng Yan who was blocking her way aside, and said, "Get in the car. I'll take you home."
Feng Qing was very indifferent, at least in Sheng Yan's eyes. After she pushed Sheng Yan away, she walked straight to the driver's seat. Before opening the door, she didn't forget to tell him to get in the car.
The aura around Sheng Yan seemed to fade instantly, and he felt listless. He knew Feng Qing wouldn't be willing to talk about these things with him anymore, so he had no choice but to get in the car.
Originally planning to take Sheng Yan home, Feng Qing suddenly changed her mind while driving. "Call a substitute driver to the company now. After I get to the company, I'll have the substitute driver take you home. I'll give you half a day off tomorrow. Remember to drive my car to work in the afternoon."
Sheng Yan closed his eyes and said nothing. Feng Qing guessed that he was probably unhappy again, so she stopped talking. If he was so prone to anger, then let him be angry.
After arriving at the company, Feng Qing got out of the car. Sheng Yan still didn't move. Feng Qing had no choice but to call a substitute driver again.
She was really different from before.
Sheng Yan watched Feng Qing's figure through the car window. The late - night wind fluttered her skirt, and her long hair was blown up, revealing her beautiful back. There was no expression on her profile.
She seemed to have no feelings at all.
It turned out that five years was enough to consume all of a person's feelings.
He staggered out of the car. He could hardly stand steadily, but he still walked straight towards Feng Qing.
Before Feng Qing could react, Sheng Yan had already walked up to her and grabbed her shoulders.
"Feng Qing... I hate you... I hate you!"
Feng Qing showed no sign of confusion or surprise. Her expression didn't change at all. After hearing what Sheng Yan said, she just blinked her eyes, even nodded, and then pushed Sheng Yan away.
"You're drunk."