(This chapter is 6,000 words, two-in-one chapter, try to repair your character.)

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Chapter 510 [New Job] (Two-in-one chapter!)

Opposite the street of Building 1, New York.

Sitting on the street from a cafe, Chen looked at the building across the street through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows.

It was raining outside, but tourists would still stand on the side of the road, holding their mobile phones in the rain and shooting variously at this building called "Freedom Tower". Some unrestrained girls threw away their umbrellas in the rain, turning their T-shirts into perspective clothes, taking various selfies regardless of the rain.

"So, if you want to pursue girls, the best gift is to give girls a newest phone with powerful photography and it is best to have waterproof functions."

Chen seemed bored and picked up the coffee and took a sip.

A red-haired waitress in the cafe always glanced at him intentionally or unintentionally.

Opposite Chen, a young girl who was obviously a yellow man, sat with her head down, sitting opposite him, her legs together and her hands on her knees.

"Okay, if you continue to maintain this posture, everyone in the cafe will know that you are Japanese." Tatsu sighed: "Actually you don't have to be so restrained."

"...Hi...ah...ah, I mean, I understand. ▲》风》风》牌英语》" The girl answered as if she was conditioned, and then immediately reacted and changed her mouth.

At this time, the red-haired waitress came over and stood at the table between the two.

"Is the coffee delicious?"

"Thank you, it tastes good." Chen raised his head, the smile on his face was the type that could instantly describe the girl's girl's heart, and the lethality instantly exceeded 10,000 points.

The red-haired waitress seemed to have a dazed look and laughed in a low voice: "Our new muffin is good, I can give you a try, it's free."

As he said that, the girl blinked at Chen.

She is pretty. Although her facial features are not delicate enough, she has seductive eyes and...a big breast.

Wearing the waiter's skirt, his legs straight.

Chen smiled, without rejecting the kindness of the party: "Thank you."

"Nina, my name is Nina." The waitress took the opportunity to say her name: "If you need it, you can call me anytime. I will get off work in half an hour."

A minute later, she brought only one muffin and placed it in front of Chen.

Chen noticed that under the plate of the muffin was a piece of paper, and a few Arabic numerals were exposed in the corner of the paper. This was obviously a string of telephone numbers.

After doing this, this girl named Nina squeezed her eyes very charmingly at Chen, and then turned around and left from beginning to end. She didn't look at the Japanese girl opposite Chen.

"Look, that's one of the reasons I like New York." Chen seemed to smile, and took the muffin openly and took a bite: "It tastes good, don't you taste it?"

Looking at the muffin that Chen handed him, the Japanese girl seemed to be restrained and straightened her body straightened, then shook her head: "No, sir, I don't need it."

"Okay, then start talking about work and report the progress." Chen sighed, as if he was a little bored.

"Yes!" The Japanese girl immediately took out a briefcase next to her, which was a flat rectangular leather bag with very old shape.

Chen glanced at the bag beside the girl, frowned and smiled: "Your taste is really unique."

"If you don't like it, I will replace it immediately!" The girl quickly lowered her head.

"No, I just said it casually." Chen waved his hand: "You keep going. If we finish talking about the matter, we will sit like this. I'm worried that you will explode with nervousness."

"Yes." The girl was almost nervous and was about to cry. She quickly opened the folder and quickly took out the notepad.

She even took out an old-fashioned black-framed glasses from her pocket to put them on. She didn't dare to look at Chen's eyes, so she quickly began to tell.

"Auben's reply, the industries you need to buy, their offer may not provide much discount, they mean, the industries you want are many people bidding for, if you have any objections to the price, they can provide you with some alternatives to other properties, in their words, there are many properties worth investing in in New York..."

"No, I want this." Chen Fei quickly stuffed half of the muffin into his mouth. His bulging cheeks did not hurt his handsomeness, but instead added a bit of cuteness and cuteness to him. The evidence was that the two girls at the next table had already looked at him and their eyes were straightened.

Chen drank all the coffee in one sip, swallowed the muffin, and then continued, "Tell them, I want it here, the price? No matter how much others pay, my bid will always be ten percent higher than others, do you understand?"

"This...it seems, it seems..." The Japanese girl swallowed hard and spitted: "It seems unwise."

"Do as I say, money is just a number." Chen spread his hands and looked at the obviously "rich and willful" expression on the Japanese girl's face. Chen suddenly smiled and whispered: "Are you secretly calling me a fool in your belly?"

"Eh?" The Japanese girl subconsciously spoke a Japanese tone.

However, with her appearance and a little bit of silly and cute, it is still a bit cute to make such a sound.

"Do you know why I have to buy this industry?" Chen suddenly pointed out the window.

The location of his finger was the "freedom tower" far away from the road.

The Japanese girl seemed to think for a moment and tentatively said: "Because... it is the 'freedom tower'? I mean, after all, it is the No. 1 building of the World Trade Center. It was rebuilt at the original address after the attack and destruction of the Gemini Building. It is a landmark building in the United States and has a wide reputation all over the world. If you buy a whole floor of such a landmark building, think this is your purpose?"

"You're right." Chen smiled: "The most important thing is that it was completed in 2013 and is relatively new. If it is just a landmark building, you can buy the Empire State Building and Rockefeller Center. But it is different. It has just been built and is the latest in all aspects, and the hardware settings are new. Unlike those old houses, no matter how they are decorated, they exudes an old smell. It is also comfortable to live in a new house."

"Eh?" The Japanese girl made such a voice again, but then she hurriedly covered her, right: "Yes, I'm sorry, I've lost!"

"So I don't care about price or something. Tell my agent that my request is to get what I want as fast as possible, and the price is not a problem."

"Yes, I get it."

The Japanese girl recorded it carefully in the notebook.

"Why don't you use electronic products?" Chen looked at the cover of the notebook in the girl's hand, which looked very old-fashioned.

"Because... digital products are easy to be damaged. I mean, if water gets in or is damaged, the information inside may be lost. And... I have liked handwritten since I was a child." The Japanese girl is still very nervous: "If you don't like it, I will change a pad tomorrow."

"No, I'll just ask casually." Chen yawned: "Is there anything else?"

"Your yacht has arrived, just park at the dock, and I will send the address to your mobile phone. It will be on standby for you 24 hours a day." The Japanese girl said quickly: "I chose the three best companies in New York that are responsible for planning and arranging top parties. They each made three plans. I will send them all to your email address and you let you choose. Each of them will be marked with the characteristics and shortcomings I think... "

"No need, let's arrange everything." Chen smiled: "Today is Monday. I have a month's holiday. Let's arrange all three families. Well, arrange a party once a week, and there is still plenty of money in a month."

"...Yes, I will contact them as soon as possible to arrange your party." The Japanese girl took a breath, pushed her glasses, and continued: "If you have any special requests, I can convey to them."

"Request?" Chen seemed to think about it and smiled, "Is the party? What else can I expect from a party for a man as young, rich, single, and at the same time normal sexual orientation? It's just a few."

"Yes, I'll write it down now." The Japanese girl picked up a pen and prepared the record.

"First, the most beautiful beauty in New York. Second, the best wine. Third, arrange some fun entertainment activities to cheer up." Chen shrugged: "That's all."

"...Yes." The girl seemed to hold the pen with her fingers very hard, but she still recorded these with strokes: "Beauty, wine, and interesting entertainment."

"And you have customized clothes, the best golden scissors on Savile Street have already been booked, but his time..."

"No, you made a mistake." Chen said lightly.

“Eh?”

"Time." Chen smiled: "You need to understand the most basic truth when you work for me."

"……yes."

"Time." Chen said lightly: "I spent a very high price to ask him to serve me, not to let me make up his time, but to let me make up my time, so I don't want to listen to his schedule, do you understand? Instead, when I have time, I ask him to serve me when I have time, he must be on call, otherwise, I will lose my meaning at such a high price. Do you understand?"

"Yes." The Japanese girl breathed.

"So... the work is over?" Chen smiled. He suddenly turned his head and looked at the counter. The beautiful red-haired waitress had left, put on a casual jacket, and was smiling at him.

"Yes, I've reported all my work today."

"Very good." Tatsuya finished drinking the last bit of coffee in the quilt: "Then now the working time is over. Now there is something you need to do."

"Please give me instructions!" The Japanese girl immediately sat upright.

"I will leave here now, my car will park outside, I will get out and get in the car later. What you have to do is..." Chen looked into the girl's eyes: "Find the best hotel nearby. It is best to have a distance of within twenty minutes, and then help me decide the best room. My request is that when I arrive at the hotel, I can directly report my name and enter the room without wasting time. I will not waste time on other boring details. Oh, by the way, there must be rose petals on the bed, and it is better to have champagne dorm Perignon in the room, so you can do it for the year. I asked me to arrive at the hotel twenty minutes after I left, all this was done. Do you understand? As for the address of the hotel, you will send it to my driver later."

"...Yes!" The Japanese girl gritted her teeth and nodded.

As if he saw the girl's nervousness, Chen smiled: "Don't be too nervous. You worked for me on the first day. You will gradually understand in the future. I, the boss, are still easy to get along with."

Seeing that Chen seemed to be leaving, the Japanese girl suddenly didn't know where the courage came from might be because of her brain. She spoke in a silence: "Can I ask you a question?"

"Of course, I am very kind to my subordinates." Chen smiled.

"Why is it her?" The Japanese girl frowned and looked at the red-haired girl who was almost dripping from her eyes behind the counter: "Although she is pretty,... a man of your class should not..."

"Because she has red hair." Chen said lightly: "My personal preference is to prefer women with red hair."

"...Yes, I will remember this. When a party arrangement, I will arrange this special preference in it." The Japanese girl bit her lip: "The last question... why is it me?"

"Um?"

"Why is it me, I mean, why did you hire me, and hire me at a salary standard that is irresistible." The Japanese girl exhaled: "Although I had previously worked with some rich people, I can undoubtedly see that you are definitely a big shot in the richest class in the world. And I... Although my resume in the service industry was pretty good, I don't think I can be competent for a job like your personal assistant. The salary you pay me, in my opinion, far exceeds my ability."

Chen was originally planning to stand up and leave, but when he heard this, he sat back and stared at the Japanese girl's eyes for five seconds: "So, this is your intention to meet me on the first day of work today, and to dress like this?"

"Eh?" The Japanese girl's face turned red, feeling embarrassed that someone was exposing her mind.

"The old-fashioned pencil group, the old-fashioned and conservative suit, and the hair was deliberately made into an old-fashioned look. You even deliberately brought an old leather bag of twenty years ago... Let me guess, you didn't even apply perfume, your dress is twenty years older than you. What are you worried about?" Chen's tone was mocking: "Worrying that I am the kind of rich slut who likes to play with the beautiful staff around you? Worrying that I will make you up? So I deliberately dressed up like this to work for me?"

"...I'm sorry." The Japanese girl lowered her head.

"No need to be sorry, Miss Shizuka Takamoto." Tatsuki's fingers curled up the table, the corners of his mouth bent, and a smile bloomed: "I think your approach is very interesting, so keep it like this."

"But you haven't answered my question yet, why is it me?" Shizuka Takamoto mustered up the courage to ask: "I am just an ordinary girl who has been a flight attendant for several years. If you are a big shot like you, if you hire a personal assistant, you can find many people who are more professional and capable than me, even if you have a good appearance, you can find someone more beautiful than me."

"...You really want to know the answer?" Chen smiled.

"Please tell me, please!" the girl lowered her head.

"Because you are the one with the worst qualifications and abilities in all aspects of the resumes provided in the agency."
To be continued...