Boss's Sweet Secretary novel Chapter 71

At Joy Group.

Before getting off work in the afternoon, one of the artists on the live broadcast platform of the network was involved in a scandal and had been arrested. The internet celebrity management team, the publicity department and the public relations department had to work overtime.

Taking the lead, Hans held a three-hour meeting in the conference room to discuss countermeasures.

Jennifer sent in refreshments several times and on her last trip out, she was yawning uncontrollably.

Rose came back after having supper, looking very energetic.

"All right, you just recovered recently. I'll work tonight. You go back first."

Jennifer didn't refuse. She put down the teapot and yawned. "Then I'll go first. Half an hour later, if the meeting hasn't finished, you can send in some refreshments again. There are some other things too, just follow James's order."

"Today is not my first day as a secretary, I know what to do. Just leave, you don't get paid for overtime anyway."

Under Rose's urging, Jennifer packed up her things and walked out worriedly.

It was already late at night, but the business district was still brightly lit. Many buildings were filled with people who were working late like Joy Group. Some would even stay up all night. This was the competitive pressure in the city and also the source of all the vitality.

She was wearing a black skirt and a grey thin coat, walking toward the station for the night bus. They had just entered winter in early November and the weather had cooled down. Before she even reached the bus station, she had already sneezed several times.

"Achoo..."

On her sixth sneeze, an inconspicuous white SUV slowly pulled up next to her.

Jennifer was slightly stunned and instinctively gave way to the car.

A man in a blue casual suit walked out of the car. He had an earring on his right ear, which made him look a little feminine. He walked straight towards Jennifer. "Miss Hunter, right? Do you have time now? I need to talk to you."

Jennifer froze for a moment. Looking at the familiar face, she asked in confusion,

"Do I know you?"

The man stood straight and smiled politely.

"I'm... Jackson's agent. You can call me Bastain."

Hearing Jackson's name, Jennifer frowned and said in an unfriendly tone,

"What do you want?"

"Don't get me wrong. I just want to explain to you what happened in the afternoon. It won't take too much time. Just ten minutes..." Seeing Jennifer's cold expression, Bastain pursed his lips and stretched out his hand. "Just five minutes? We can talk in the car and we will send you back..."

Jennifer glanced at the SUV and there was an impatient look on her face. "Is he also in the car?"

Bastain had strange look on his face.

"Yes... Jackson..."

After getting in the car, Jennifer finally knew why Bastain had such a strange expression.

The spacious SUV was filled with the strong smell of alcohol. Jackson was lying on the back seat, looking unconscious. There was an IV bottle hanging beside him on the hanger.