You know, that ambiguous phase when a man and woman are getting to know each other is the most fascinating.
No matter how good sothing is, if it’s too easy to get, people won’t cherish it.
"Co a bit closer, I have sothing to tell you." Sun Dasheng gestured to her.
Huang Han walked over with small steps, "What can I do for you?"
"This is a docunt from Minister Ouyang. It contains issues found by the Monitoring Departnt last month. For those listed, get the HR departnt to handle them according to the instructions."
Sun Dasheng said earnestly.
Huang Han breathed a sigh of relief; it turns out she had misunderstood him.
She promptly took the docunt, "Don’t worry, President Sun, I’ll handle it right away."
Just as she turned to leave, her boss’s voice ca from behind her again, "By the way, didn’t you have a question earlier? Take the docunt down, then co to the office. I’ll answer it for you personally."
What?
Huang Han was stunned for a split second, "Alright."
After delivering the docunt, Huang Han hesitated at the office door for quite a while before knocking and entering.
"Why did it take you so long?" A gentle voice ca from the boss’s chair.
But she didn’t see anyone, which startled Huang Han as she entered.
As she walked a few steps closer, she found her boss had reclined the chair and was resting his eyes.
"Have a seat." Sun Dasheng, eyes closed, pointed, "There, a chair prepared for you."
Only then did Huang Han notice that the chair was actually a small stool.
It’s very low, how am I supposed to sit on this?
Huang Han smoothed her pencil skirt with one hand before slowly sitting down, keeping her legs squeezed tightly together to avoid an accidental mishap in front of the boss.
Who knows if the boss did this on purpose?
Just as she was lost in thought, the boss started speaking leisurely: "Ask whatever you wanted to know before. I’ll tell you everything."
She didn’t understand why he changed his mind to talk about it, but Huang Han was willing to listen.
So she raised the questions she had before.
Sun Dasheng relayed the discussions he’d had with his young apprentice:
Basically, in this society, having money doesn’t an you can do whatever you want. Often, you have to learn to give up sothing, and only then can you gain.
But once you’ve given up, how can you be happy, right? This is human nature, and human nature is selfish.
This is also why Sun Dasheng wasn’t very happy about that good news initially.
Huang Han lacks social experience, but that doesn’t an she’s dumb. She’s quite clever and imdiately understood the reasons behind the boss’s mixed emotions.
Ah, so that’s how it is.
Forced to share the benefits.
"But why were you so happy to hear that each product was selling well, even though the money isn’t yours?" Huang Han asked another question.
Sun Dasheng chuckled, "That’s just my little guilty pleasure, seeing those online trolls criticizing the country being silenced feels extrely satisfying."
"Huh?" Huang Han struggled to understand.
"You’ve been in the ivory tower, so it’s not surprising you don’t know. Ten years ago, the internet was dominated by public intellectuals leading people astray. Back then, your boss was just a small fry, but I used to tussle online with these guys all the ti. They even gave the nickna ’self-employed patriot’."
"Rembering those years of online battles was frustrating. Now seeing those people silenced, nothing can compare to that satisfaction, you know?"
Huang Han instantly understood, it turns out the boss was also a rebellious youth back in the day.
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