The meeting ended quickly.
As his subordinates left one by one, Jiao Yang relaxed his body against the back of the chair and let out a long sigh of relief.
Finally, it’s all over!
"President Jiao!" A subordinate pushed open the door and walked in, "The assistant you selected earlier has come for an interview. Would you like to see him now?!"
Jiao Yang gestured with his hand, "Let him in then!"
Previously, when he worked at Asia View, he had an assistant. However, five years have passed, and there have been significant personnel changes at Asia View. After returning to Emperor View, he hired a female assistant, whose work ability was decent, but her only flaw was her inability to separate personal feelings from professional duties, developing some ambiguous affections toward him.
Helplessly, Jiao Yang had to dismiss her and recruit a new assistant. To prevent such incidents from happening again, he specifically requested to hire only male assistants this time.
"Alright!" The subordinate placed the documents he was holding in front of Jiao Yang, "I’ll call him in!"
Knock, knock, knock!
A sharp, rhythmic three knocks sounded on the door, without any hesitance.
"Come in!"
Jiao Yang slightly raised his voice.
The meeting room door was pushed open, and someone walked in slowly.
"Please sit!"
Jiao Yang didn’t turn his head, just leaned back in his chair and uttered two words.
The person strode forward, pulled out a chair at a not-too-far, not-too-close distance, and sat down.
Jiao Yang sat on the chair and glanced at the newcomer.
Tall and slender in physique, wearing a light beige suit with a comfortable cut that made the slightly lean figure appear a bit more robust. Short, fine hair framed a jade-white face, with wide-brimmed glasses resting on the nose.
From his angle, Jiao Yang could clearly see the side profile, though the glasses obscured a true view behind the lenses.
Although the person is male, he looked much more attractive than in the photo—could he be a homosexual?!
"I am heterosexual." Mo Wen answered very calmly.
Jiao Yang nodded, "Then head to the HR department to sign the contract. You’ll officially start work tomorrow."
"Alright."
Mo Wen agreed, stood up, nodded slightly at him, and walked out of the meeting room with firm steps.
Jiao Yang gently tapped the documents in his hand, looking at the name Mo Wen on the data column, and just slightly raised the corner of his lips, "Mo Wen, Mo Bei? It seems I have some fate with people surnamed Mo recently. Hopefully, this assistant won’t bring me any trouble again!"
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Goodnight

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