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There is no class, no class, respect for teachers: interview canceled

Ding Junhui went back to the room and threw himself on the bed. Yuan Ye, he was a little confused recently.

Can't tell where the chaos is going?

He is clearly protecting her over the years, but why did he even have a childhood sweetheart?

This is not very fun, so what can childhood sweethearts do? When something happened to the Yuan family, he was not here.

Thinking of this, Ding Junhui finally felt a little relieved.

Once you figure things out, you can rest well.

Ding Junhui slept until dawn, but when he was about to get up to pick up Yuan Ye, he saw Yuan Ye's text message, probably just to let him not have to worry about it. She had already gone out to Gu's group.

Ding Junhui: "..."

Was this girl hiding so obviously?

Good intentions are not rewarded. Don’t you know that the opportunity was given by him?

Forget it, this unscrupulous girl.

In order not to make the news bigger, Yuan Ye left the school early in the morning and arrived downstairs of Gu's Group. It was just seven o'clock, and there were still two hours before work.

Ding Junhui bought her a dark purple dress, which was not too luxurious, but also solemn, and would not be too disgraceful.

At least it won't embarrass him.

I had a simple meal at the breakfast restaurant opposite Gu's. There was still an hour before work, so she waited for work hours in the restaurant.

"Ah-I'm really going crazy. You said why did the special assistant follow the president for more than ten or twenty years? I just stayed in the president's office for half a month, and I'm going crazy. I will never ask for a thought to go to the president's office again." The woman at the table next door was wearing formal clothes and complaining while eating.

Special Assistance?

Are you talking about Wen Taowen’s special assistant?

The first gold medal special assistant in City B, Gu Juexi's right-hand man.

So are these two people employees of Gu?

Yuan Ye silently took out a small notebook to record their chat records, which was also considered as doing some homework.

"Who is the special assistant? The gold medal special assistant. When it comes to the outside, they are the chief CEOs of a listed company." Another girl said, "But it's strange. I heard that many people doubled their salary to the special assistant over the years and he didn't leave."

"He's leaving?" The young lady in the president's office smiled, "I heard from the senior above that even if the president doesn't give a penny, Agent Wen won't leave. Our president is obviously so cold, but none of the people around him betray him."

Wen Tao and Yuan Ye wrote this name on their small notebook. He followed Gu Juexi when he started his business, and it took almost twenty years to go.

At half past eight, the two young ladies packed up their own things and left. Yuan Ye also put away his small notebook and followed him out.

After entering Gu's family for a few days, Yuan also told him about his purpose. The front desk lady asked her to wait a while, but their president had not arrived yet.

Yuan of Gu's Group came once a few years ago, but it was only on the third floor. This was the first time he went to the living room on the top floor.

The living room is large and a little empty.

Yuan Ye looked down at the time. It was still three minutes before nine o'clock, so he was inevitably a little nervous.

"Miss Yuan." Wen Tao pushed the door open at 8:59. After seeing Yuan Ye, he spoke with apologies: "Sorry, our president has something to do, and today's interview may not be possible."

Yuan Ye: “…”

The news was accidentally poured into a basin of cold water for her.

"Sorry, Xixi's body was suddenly a little surprised. The president is in the hospital now and shouldn't be able to get here today." Wen Tao said again.
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