Seventeen: Enduring what cannot be endured, and then enduring again.

  Seventeen: Enduring what cannot be endured, and then enduring again.

  Yan Jing, who had just finished lunch, was suddenly scared to the point of losing all his strength. This is it, Yan Jing lamented in his heart about his miserable fate. If he had known things would turn out like this, even if you killed him, Yan Jing wouldn't have dared to tease Wei Yu Feng that morning.

  Yan Jing looked at Wei Yu Feng, wanting to get a different message from his face. From Wei Yu Feng's facial features, this person is either straightforward and unyielding or has flaws that must be reported.

  Alas, Wei Yu's casual remark dispelled Yan Jing's idea of seeking help from Chu Xueyan after this. Yan Jing really wanted to quietly offer incense for herself and hold a Buddhist ceremony, hoping to die early and be reborn early.

  Wei Yu's reaction was completely seen by Yan Jing in one second, and when he saw Yan Jing's tragic praying face, Wei Yu felt an inexplicable joy in his heart, which was a joy that couldn't be compared to signing the biggest contract.

  Since childhood, under the influence of family environment, Wei Yufeng has been trying his best to keep his emotions from showing on his face, so he can detect even slight changes in emotions and control them appropriately.

  But now, when Wei Yu Feng realized that his emotions had changed, the corners of his mouth already had a tendency to curl up.

  "Cough."

  Wei Yu couldn't help but use a cough to cover up his emotions, but the brief moment of abnormality was still caught by the meticulous Chu Xueran.

  "In short, from now on, I will be fully responsible for assisting the general manager's work and leading your work." After finishing speaking, Wei Yu walked to Yan Jing's front, "From now on, your office is in my office, not here."

  Wei Yu's office was just opposite the general manager's room, separated by a glass window, and they could see what each other was doing.

  Alright, now Chu Xianran understood that Wei Yu's seal was actually arranged by Chu Xunyu to be beside him and monitor him. Now he would also bring along the monitoring of Yan Jing.

  This time, Chu Xueran took the initiative to open Wei Yu's seal for Yan Jing, and also threatened Chu Xungou very unreasonably, so Chu Xungou decided to put Wei Yu's identity on the surface, lest he offend people who shouldn't be offended like Chu Xueran.

  Actually, after all these years, Chu Xueran is not a fool. He had long discovered that no matter what he did in the company, Chu Xunyu would always find out at the first time. It's just that the previous Chu Xueran never suspected this Wei Yufeng.

  Because Wei Yu always had an expressionless face, it was easy for Chu Xueran to think that someone like him who was paralyzed would not be easily driven by others. Unexpectedly, this time Chu Xueran guessed wrong.

  As for Wei Yu's extremely strong work ability, Chu Xueyan had nothing to say. However, as for Wei Yu himself, Chu Xueyan just couldn't bring herself to like him, especially since earlier Wei Yu had actually become emotionally agitated because of Yan Jing, which made Chu Xueyan dislike Wei Yu even more.

  As the general manager, Chu Xueran was restricted by a secretary everywhere. This general manager, Chu Xueran, might be no better than the puppet emperor of the past.

  If it weren't for what happened with Yan Se two years ago, everything would be normal, and Chu Xueran's position in the company wouldn't be so embarrassing. However, if it weren't for what happened two years ago, Chu Xueran also wouldn't have agreed to work for Chu Huai Group for a month every year, otherwise, why would he still be tolerating this kind of treatment in the company?

  Chu Xueyan really wanted to pull Yan Jing's hand and leave the company with big strides, never looking back.

  However, Chu Xueran thought of the company he and Le Zheng had established, the contract that was indispensable for Yan Jing, the conditions for exchanging contracts, and what he had promised Chu Xungu two years ago. After thinking about it repeatedly, Chu Xueran still came to the same conclusion - unbearable, yet enduring once again.

  Alas, Chu Xueran couldn't help but mock himself. Two years ago, he didn't have the courage to do it, and two years later, he didn't even have the courage to think about it.

  I don't know when Yan Jing and Wei Yu left the general manager's office, busy in the secretary's office. Chu Xueran looked at the two people who were only separated from her by two layers of glass, suddenly feeling very far away from them, but Chu Xueran's mood was exceptionally calm.

  The change of mentality always happens in a flash, Chu Xueran calls it "growth".

  When busy, time always passes quickly. By the time Yan Jing felt particularly tired, it was already close to quitting time in the afternoon.

  Yan Jing's current mood can only be described in four words: I want to kill!

  Wei Yu Feng placed a stack of paper in front of Yan Jing, "Yan Jing, go make 20 copies of this document. Make sure they are clear, otherwise re-print."

  "Alright, Secretary Wei." Yan Jing smiled in response, then stuck out his tongue at the back of Wei Yu's head and made a series of kicking and punching motions towards his back.

  Wei Yu suddenly turned around and looked at Yan Jing, "What are you doing?"

  "Haha," Yan Jing laughed like an idiot, "Nothing."

  Wei Yu covered his face with a look of seeing a monster, "Don't laugh like you're crazy."

  ……

  Wei Yu found out the information of other companies competing with Chu Huai Group, "Remember them. I will give you a simple test on some questions tomorrow."

  "Alright, Secretary Wei." Yan Jing still smiled, but in his heart he had already cursed the ancestors of Wei Yu's nineteen generations.

  Wei Yu's eyes held a hint of a smile, "You'd better not have any wild ideas."

  Yan Jing asked himself like a fool: Did the death god who just urged me to die laugh? Did he really laugh? Ah, it's really too terrifying.

  ……

  Wei Yu put the thick stack of documents on Yan Jing's desk, "Yan Jing, proofread the contents of these two documents carefully, word by word, not a single error can be allowed."

  "Alright, Wei Yu." Yan Jing took the document, his smile frozen on his face: Shit! It's all in English! Fine, Wei Yu, you want to play me like this, don't blame me for turning against you!

  "What's wrong?" Wei Yu Feng's tone was laced with mockery. "Can't you even handle something as simple as this?"

  "How is that possible?" Yan Jing gritted his teeth and smiled, "Even if I'm not Superman, at least I'm a human being, proofreading such simple things is so easy!"

  "That's good." Wei Yu reminded Yan Jing with a threatening tone, "Remember, the Chu Huai Group has never kept useless people."

  ……

  Wei Yu took out a can of coffee beans. "Yan Jing, go make a cup of coffee, no sugar."

  "Alright, Secretary Wei." Yan Jing smiled, but in his heart he was thinking about whether to replace the coffee beans with broad beans.

  Wei Yu's face suddenly appeared twenty centimeters away from Yan Jing's face. "There is no place nearby that sells broad beans, you'd better change your method."

  "Ah! You scared the hell out of me!" Yan Jing suddenly retreated several steps, then fell to the ground with a flourish. "How did you know I wanted to buy broad beans? Can you read minds?"

  "You're really stupid." Wei Yu Feng pulled Yan Jing up from the ground, "Next time you want to harm someone, remember not to say what's on your mind."

  ……