Yan Han knew Song Xiang's dream for a long time. When she was still in the secretary's office, she always seized every opportunity to study.

At that time, he just thought it was interesting, or he was too young to be a teacher to some extent. While enjoying Song Xiang's admiration, he could also watch the people he trained become more and more dazzling. The sense of accomplishment was better than that of him.

Any document that has been passed on.

At this moment, she was standing opposite him, smiling calmly and generously, easily facing the questions raised by shareholders one after another without showing any timidity.

He was in a daze, and a picture came to his mind.

That day, he had just finished negotiating a long-term contract in Europe. It was a great victory and he finally gained a foothold on the board of directors.

Lu Zechen and the others invited him to go to the beach to relax. He left the office early, took the elevator to the second floor, and then got off the escalator on the second floor.

If not for anything else, just to take a closer look at the Yan Group that he will soon take power alone.

As the elevator went all the way down, no one dared to come up and ride with him.

Suddenly, someone got on the elevator from the second floor and accelerated all the way down.

Before he turned around, he heard her say something.

"Sorry, sir, can you let me go first?"

With an anxious but clean voice, he frowned and turned sideways.

He originally wanted to take a look at her, but the other person hurried past him, and under the horrified eyes of everyone, he ran all the way down the elevator without looking back.

He only saw a profile of her face and a slender back. Her ponytail was tied high and swayed from side to side as she ran.

In an instant, the person disappeared.

He went to have a drink, and when he was half drunk and half awake, the flash of his back was still in his mind.

I'm a little annoyed, I should have called her.

He thought it would be a pity, but he didn't expect that a pile of candidate materials for new secretary appeared on his desk the next day, and the face that lingered in his mind was at the top.

A clean face, a smile on the lips, big eyes, and neatly tied hair.

Later, as expected, she appeared in front of him.

He asked her why she ran so fast that day, and she whispered awkwardly: "Mom is sick. I was in a hurry to send money to the hospital, but I couldn't squeeze in the direct elevator..."

The infrared pen flashed past his eyes. He closed his eyes and the images in his mind were scattered.

Looking up, Song Xiang was holding his hands on the edge of the conference table, staring at him.

"Mr. Yan, do you have any questions?"

It turned out that she had finished speaking.

He raised his eyebrows and sat up straight, "Mr. Song, you are very good."

Song Xiang was slightly stunned. It was just a formality to ask him one last question. Who would have expected that he would praise her so openly.

She straightened her back and said as calmly as possible: "Mr. Yan, thank you very much."

"Mr. Song, don't be modest. You are young and promising. Your future is limitless."

"Yue Ji has only been in transition for two months, and his results are very gratifying."

"Mr. Yan still has the vision and has trained a great general."

…

With all the praise, Song Xiang was held in an indescribable position.

It's not that she doesn't know how to praise others, she can only try to be humble.

However, Yan Han looked at her from the opposite side, his eyes were deep, and he did not shy away from anything. He said: "Mr. Song, it is indeed me——"

"The most satisfying work."

Song Xiang was stunned.
Chapter completed!