Han Zhijin ...
In the Han Corporation, Han Zhijin indeed holds so authority, sufficient to arrange a manager’s role, however... there’s soone above Han Zhijin, soone whose approval matters. If he doesn’t nod, all of Han Zhijin’s decisions are futile.
She could have approached him directly to solve her problems, so why did she seek Han Zhijin instead? Just like that incident with Gu Yuzhi... He was her husband, yet she showed her brother’s photo to everyone.
Han Jingnian’s lips tightened and he felt bitter inside.
He was supposed to be the closest person to her in this world, yet she never seed to rely on him for anything.
Upon further reflection, it wasn’t just the recent incidents he had noticed. It had been this way for the two years since she married him.
Seeing the sudden coldness in Han Jingnian’s eyes, Zhang Te remained silent for a mont, hesitant due to his apparent intimidating deanor. Seeing no response, Zhang Te plucked up the courage to voice again, "President Han?"
Han Jingnian retracted his wandering thoughts and gave Zhang Te a sidelong glance.
Zhang Te felt a cold sweat for Han Zhijin and continued bravely, "The head of the human resources departnt, Mr. Qi, called and asked , should we approve Young Master Zhijin’s plan and assign the manager role to Mada?"
Han Jingnian, as if he hadn’t heard Zhang Te’s words, remained silent.
"President Han?" Zhang Te reminded, risking his life.
Han Jingnian faintly opened his eyelids, replying indifferently, "We’ll discuss it later."
Discuss it later?
Zhang Te was stunned.
This was quite different from what he thought it would be. He figured that the increasingly autocratic Han Jingnian, would agree imdiately. Then, due to his jealousy, he would find a way to create trouble for Young Master Zhijin...
"Oh right, aren’t we supposed to send soone to Africa to observe diamond extraction next week? Let Han Zhijin go... It’s about ti he had so practical training..."
My god, he’s getting what he’d feared!
President Han was more shaless than he had anticipated, not waiting for a chance to retaliate, but creating one right on the spot!
With sympathy for Han Zhijin in his heart, Zhang Te nodded vigorously towards Han Jingnian, "Yes, President Han, I will promptly arrange Young Master Zhijin’s trip to Africa."
After Zhang Te had left, Han Jingnian kept the sa stance for a while before finally turning around with a hint of irritation.
Why didn’t she co to him when she had a problem? Now that he was sending Han Zhijin away, would she turn to him instead?
...
At ten in the evening, Xia Wan’an received a voice ssage on WeChat from Han Zhijin.
"The most handso kid in the capital": "Auntie, I can’t help with what you asked to do this afternoon. I have to go on a business trip to Africa!"
"The most handso kid in the capital": "Recently, things have been so strange. I must have been terribly unlucky to be sent on strange trips all the ti. Is this supposed to be for my ’growth’? Haven’t I grown enough? I’m already 1.85 ters tall!!"
Xia Wan’an was speechless: "..." Calling him a silly nephew, he really was a silly nephew. Did he think growth referred to height?
"The most handso kid in the capital": "Auntie, I’m really sorry. This was unexpected."
"The most beautiful kid in the whole capital": "It’s alright, I can ask Grandma."
"The most handso kid in the capital" sent an emoji of a small figure sitting on the ground nodding repeatedly.
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