Years later

When the assistant Xia Wanwan pushed open the office door and walked in, she saw Zhang Heng standing on the rooftop smoking again. After returning from a business trip to Chengdu this time, Mr. Zhang became a little different. The most obvious is that he cuts back on his workload and smokes frequently. Although it is a new company, due to the entry of foreign venture capital from the beginning, coupled with the strong domestic comprehensive administrative platform construction market, the company's performance has been very high-profile in the industry. Several partners, especially Mr. Zhang, are basically non-stop. It's just that what is strange recently is that Mr. Zhang seems to have entered a period of burnout. He divided the project he had just started with to the other two vice presidents, and there was no negotiation. The two vice presidents complained, but Mr. Zhang changed the attitude of the capable people in the past, and often saw the head and the end. Transatlantic conference calls, which are never absent, have also been pushed off.

Xia Wanwan held the contract sample in her hand and looked at Zhang Heng through the window. He was the most charismatic leader she had ever worked with. Whether it is at the negotiation table or a company dinner, it is low-key, quiet, and difficult to hide the extravagance. He doesn't say much, but he always puts the finishing touch. Coupled with his background in studying abroad, everyone feels that he is shining. Running into him in the elevator, often just a white shirt with sleeves rolled up. A gentle smile, but no talking. It's been almost a year since she joined the company, and she knows he's happy with her job performance, but they barely talk about personal topics outside of work.

The more mysterious, the more curious. Everyone discussed their Zhang Zong in private, but the conversation was always lackluster. 38 years old, single, returned from studying abroad and started a business. What's even more coveted is that this Mr. Diamond doesn't have a girlfriend. There was once a company CEO who brought his daughter to discuss the project, and the purpose was self-evident. At the end of the contract details, working meals or entertainment, Xia Wanwan became Mr. Zhang's regular female companion every time. Many people envy her, but she knows that she is just a dry shield. Although the boss was polite and courteous to her on the table, he rarely sat with her in the car once. Most of the time he had his driver pick her up alone. She wasn't without affection, but he didn't even have the gesture of refusal. In desperation, she also wants to believe that many people who come back from abroad will have a tendency to break their sleeves. Until one day a plastic photo fell out of his jacket pocket.

Although he quickly put it away and put it in his arms. She still saw at a glance that it was a girl's photo. A very small girl, a long time ago, because the edges are a little yellow. The girl who covered her heart was a scar in his heart. She quietly watched his expression, and there was no wave. She didn't tell anyone about the photos. Although he didn't treat her as a woman, it didn't damage her love and respect for him.

Zhang Heng finished smoking a cigarette and saw the assistant standing in the office holding a folder. He liked this girl very much. Know how to advance and retreat, know how to measure, work carefully, and socialize appropriately. When she came for an interview, her academic qualifications were not pretty. There are several more conditions above her. He left her behind, and the personnel department thought it strange that he rarely interfered in personnel, let alone handpicked an assistant.

Everyone was intimidated by Zhang Heng's usual low-key and majestic manner. On the surface, no one dares to question the comments, and there is a faint slander in private. Pull strings? Relationship between men and women? After a long time, everyone couldn't see the doorway, and the suspicion slowly faded.

At a dinner, the topic revolved around several assistant presidents, and when it came to Xia Wanwan, everyone said that Zhang Heng was wise and knowledgeable, graduated from a little-known university, only had a bachelor's degree, and his work ability was remarkable. Naturally, thinking of the story of Zhang Heng handing her at the beginning, and having the courage to speak to ask Zhang Heng's original intention at that time, Zhang Heng glanced at the assistant who was sitting with his hands bowed and silent.

It's my schoolgirl. Before I went abroad, I went to the same university as Assistant Xia in China. I read there for more than two years. Unintentionally turned a page of resume, and left it. That's all.

Everyone only knows that Zhang Heng has returned from abroad, and his domestic qualifications are only in middle school, and he rarely talks about private affairs, this is the first time everyone has heard that he has also studied in college in China.

It is self-evident and understandable to promote the same school.