After a brief discussion of matters, Su Mojin’s gaze fell upon the golden roasted meat in Lin Yan’s hand, her eyes shining.
“Is it delicious? It’s really delicious.”
Lin Yan took a mouthful, saying with a slight boast. He knew his little wife’s gluttonous nature had been triggered.
As expected, seeing that Lin Yan not only didn’t give her any but also teased her, Su Mojin’s little mouth pouted. Although she was about to become a mother, in front of Lin Yan, she was still an immature little girl. The gap in their mental ages was not something that could be easily smoothed over at any given moment.
“Are you going to give it to me or not?”
“No!”
“Come on, hubby~”
Su Mojin called out softly.
After amusing himself with his wife for a while, Lin Yan had already finished grilling a new batch of skewers. With the window open and it being smokeless, it felt quite good.
“I won’t pack it for you. I’ll make it for you when I get home tonight.”
Lin Yan tidied things up, waved the skewers in his hand at the phone camera, and said with a smile.
“Hehe, hubby, you’re so good.”
Just as the two were chatting sweetly, there was a knock on the lounge door.
“Come in.”
Lin Yan’s hands didn’t stop. He continued to flip the skewers while chatting with his wife.
“Mr. Lin… I’m the secretary sent by Sister Li to assist you. You can call me Xiao Zhang.”
The door opened, and a young girl, who looked to be in her early twenties, stood at the doorway. She was wearing a professional skirt suit. She wasn’t stunningly beautiful, but she was quite delicate, a small beauty. Standing at the door, her face showed a hint of surprise, her small mouth slightly agape.
Who would have thought that the renowned Lin Shen would be squatting on the floor in his office, eating roasted skewers?
Seeing Lin Yan in such a state, Zhang Qingrong felt a slight surprise. She felt her idol’s image in her heart had collapsed.
Lin Yan glanced at her sideways, took a brief look, and then withdrew his gaze.
“Okay, I understand. You can go out first. I’ll call you if I need anything.”
Hearing Lin Yan’s words, Zhang Qingrong glanced at the phone Lin Yan had placed by the windowsill and retreated tactfully.
After Zhang Qingrong left, Su Mojin on the phone continued to speak.
“Secretary?”
“Mm.”
Lin Yan nodded, his gaze sweeping over Su Mojin’s face. His wife’s little face seemed to show no reaction.
“Aren’t you angry?”
Lin Yan asked tentatively. He had already prepared himself. If the secretary was a beautiful woman, he would have asked for a replacement. He hadn’t expected his little wife to have no reaction at all.
“Angry? Why would I be angry? I’m officially employed,哼!”
Su Mojin produced a small red booklet from somewhere and waved it cutely in front of the camera, as if declaring her ownership. That red booklet was naturally their marriage certificate.
Seeing his little girl’s playful demeanor, Lin Yan almost couldn’t help himself.
“No, why do you carry your marriage certificate everywhere?”
“I don’t. I just take it out to look at sometimes when I’m bored.”
As she spoke, Su Mojin spread out their wedding photo, revealing the red-backed wedding picture inside for Lin Yan to see.
A handsome man and a beautiful woman, placed together, were very pleasing to the eye. Seeing this, Lin Yan couldn’t help but curve his lips.
In the afternoon, Ma Wang finally replied to Lin Yan’s message, saying he could help Lin Yan contact local dealers. With Ma Wang’s status and strength in Dongya, making an introduction shouldn’t be a problem.
If this industrial chain could be properly established, then the company’s problems would be more than half solved. As for future operations, it would all depend on discerning talent. Letting Lin Yan handle it personally would probably be difficult.
…
“Mr. Lin, understood. I will arrange it accordingly. Is there anything else?”
Following Lin Yan’s instructions, Zhang Qingrong picked up her pen and noted everything down in her small notebook. After spending the afternoon together, Lin Yan had a good understanding of his new secretary.
Twenty-five years old, with a Master’s degree in Finance from an American university, she was a genuine returnee. In terms of qualifications, she was even stronger than his little girl, theoretically speaking. Of course, the teachers who taught Su Mojin were far superior to those at American financial academies, not to mention talent.
Besides these, Zhang Qingrong’s personality was also quite good. She was the type who had just returned to China after graduating, a fresh student, but not entirely so. She had seen some of the world abroad, which fit Lin Yan’s hiring standards.
Not too cunning, but not too naive. Yes, that was it.
“Mr. Lin, you have a social engagement tonight. Would you like to attend? If not, I can decline it for you. It’s an event organized by some bosses in the East District who also do foreign trade.”
As the end of the workday approached, Zhang Qingrong reported the dinner engagement to Lin Yan.
“No need. From now on, don’t inform me about such social gatherings.”
“Okay, Mr. Lin, I’ve noted it.”
Lin Yan was not interested in the social circles. In fact, he knew that with his status, a single word from him would likely cause his peers to send him materials and resources to curry favor. However, exchanging his personal favor for such small things was not worth it. He would rather spend more money, or even lose a little.
“By the way, do you know if there’s a fresh food supermarket nearby? A good one. It doesn’t matter if it’s expensive.”
Putting on his coat, as he was about to leave, Lin Yan casually asked Zhang Qingrong. The store he bought from this morning didn’t seem to have good quality meat. He wasn’t very familiar with this area and didn’t know which store nearby was good.
“Uh… about a kilometer north of the company, there’s a Jialin Supermarket. Their products seem quite good.”
Zhang Qingrong was taken aback by the question. Did being a secretary involve handling such matters and being familiar with the surrounding terrain? What strange requirements.
Lin Yan nodded and turned to go downstairs, preparing to head in the direction Zhang Qingrong indicated.
The reason he said the previous store wasn’t good wasn’t that the meat was bad, but that they had passed off M9 as M8. He hadn’t examined it carefully when buying, which made Lin Yan feel like he had been ripped off.
“Is it on the way?”
“Uh, my home is also in that direction.”
“Then get in the car. The one behind.”
Lin Yan also needed to buy some feminine hygiene products. It wasn’t convenient for him, so he decided to take her along.
The two cars slowly drove towards the supermarket. Lin Yan really didn’t know about this Jialin Fresh Food Supermarket. It couldn’t be helped; he had too many businesses, and he didn’t even know which ones were his. Even if he knew, he couldn’t have visited them all.
He picked some fresh meat from the refrigerated display and then went to choose some seasonings.
“Can pregnant women eat this?”
Lin Yan held up a seasoning he hadn’t seen before and asked a nearby sales assistant.