The Double Life of a Secretary (Leo and Megan) novel Chapter 82

Chapter 82 

Early the next morning, they went to see the legendary Mr. Lau. 

However, as expected, they were rejected. Mr. Lau’s secretary directly set up a table at the door of the room with a very decent smile on her face. “Mr. Lau said that if you want to see him, you have to 

show a work that satisfies him. Otherwise, he won’t see you.” 

Paul asked, “Calligraphy or painting?” 

“Anything is fine, regardless of the form.” 

As he spoke, Paul rolled up his sleeves and got ready to work. “Fortunately, when I was young, my dad forced me to learn calligraphy…” 

However, since Mr. Lau intended to set up this test, ordinary calligraphy was nothing in his eyes. 

The secretary went in with Paul’s calligraphy and came out in less than a minute. “Please go back.” 

Paul was a little annoyed. He tugged at Megan’s sleeve and asked, “Do you know anything about Calligraphy?” 

She shook her head. “No.” 

“You don’t know how to paint?” 

“… Yes.” 

“What should we do? I thought you were well-rounded.” 

“My skills are all based on the premise of being a secretary. I don’t need to know calligraphy or painting as a secretary.” 

Paul was devastated. After making the decision to change, he had been so serious about making some achievements in his career, but he didn’t expect that it would end so soon. 

“Forget it. Let’s go…” 

“Wait.” Megan suddenly remembered something. She turned to look at Mr. Lau’s secretary and asked, “Excuse me, have there been any works that satisfy Mr. Lau so far?” 

The secretary’s eyes lit up. “Miss, I understand that you want to inquire about the information, but this is a commercial secret. I can’t tell you.” 

When Megan heard this, she had an idea. “That means yes.” 

“How did you know?” Paul asked in surprise. 

“If there no works satisfy Mr. Lau, he would directly answer me, instead of using some commercial secrets to cover it up.” 

Get Boul 

“So, Mr. Lau already has a partner in mind? Who could it be?” Paul came to his senses. 

“… Leo Mayor.” 

When Mr. Lau’s secretary heard this, he looked at her with appreciation. “Miss, you do have some courage, insight, and talent.” 

Megan didn’t have time to listen to his praise. She was thinking about something else. 

He had studied in Europe since he was a child. Later, after returning to the country, he often flew to Spain for Tessa’s sake and wrote beautiful English, but he didn’t know how to write calligraphy and 

painting. 

Then it would be much easier to guess. After all, the the Mayor Group was a giant in Houston. Although the the Travis Group was not bad, its resources and capital were much inferior to that of 

the Mayor Group. 

Since the Mayor Group had expressed their interest in this project, other companies could basically declare their failure-including the Travis Group. 

The test that was set up today was probably just a formality to stop other people from inquiring about information and seeking cooperation. 

After all, calligraphy and painting were different from math questions. There were standard answers to math questions. Whether calligraphy and painting were good or bad depended on his 

words. 

Paul pulled her back. “What are you waiting for? Let’s go.” 

After being pulled by him for two steps, Megan suddenly stopped. 

“What’s wrong?” 

Megan looked back at the secretary and smiled confidently. “Sorry, can I try again?”” 

The secretary raised his eyebrows and said, “Yes, but I think there may be no change in the result.” 

“Please let me have a try.” 

“Alright then.” 

The secretary laid out the rice paper, pressed it with paperweight, and handed her a brush dipped in 

ink. “Please.” 

Megan took the brush, pursed her lips, and thought for a while. Then, she started to brush randomly on the paper. 

Paul frowned as he watched. “Your painting is even worse than mine when I was three years old. 

Stop it, Megan.” 

Megan turned a deaf ear to it and continued to write wildly. 

It was simply… getting messier and messier.