“Are you sure?” Ye Qiu raised an eyebrow, internally mocking the situation; it was quite the game.
Cen Chen thought he had it all figured out. “Absolutely!”
Ye Qiu felt a mix of emotions; he truly did not expect that Cen Chen would have such complicated thoughts.
“I’ll think about it…”
Not wanting to appear too eager, Cen Chen nodded regretfully, “You really should consider it carefully; it’s quite urgent.”
Ye Qiu felt a bit speechless. Cen Chen’s demeanor in urgently seeking a personal assistant was puzzling; did he forget that there was still work to do later? It was honestly typical of him.
At this moment, Cen Chen, who was busy convincing Ye Qiu of the benefits of being a personal assistant, still had no idea what awaited him.
At the appointed club, Han Zhiye was already waiting in the private room.
Although it wasn’t the first time he had seen Cen Chen, Han Zhiye couldn’t help but feel a sense of awe; what a good fortune to have been reborn. The key was not only that he was reborn, but he was also handsome and intelligent.
In Han Zhiye’s eyes, his boss Ye Qiu was already quite extraordinary, but he was still somewhat inferior to the Cen family. He didn’t understand why they insisted on collaborating with the Cen family, having previously regarded it as their biggest enemy. Of course, he wouldn’t dare say this to anyone else; although Illusion was developing rapidly, to those big companies, it was still just a potential player.
When Ye Qiu moved away, Cen Chen suddenly snapped back to reality, filled with regret for having forgotten to ask for contact information, which was such an important matter.
Confirming that his appearance was still intact from earlier, Cen Chen drove to the club where they would discuss their collaboration, feeling grateful for the thousandth time that he had listened to He Yebai and attended the gathering.
Wait, what was the first thing Ye Qiu said at the gathering? He was there to find his partner! He already had a partner!
Was his first love about to come to an end?
In the familiar club, Cen Chen followed the waitress to the private room.
Ah, the sweet memories of his first time with Ye Qiu…
Cen Chen tried to lighten his mood in his misery.
After the usual pleasantries between Han Zhiye and Cen Chen, they began discussing matters related to the collaboration, which had numerous procedures; today was just the first step.
Even though they had reached a point where they could move forward, Han Zhiye hesitated to speak, occasionally glancing at his phone, which was unusual and clearly a tactic to stall for time.
Cen Chen frowned; he placed immense importance on Illusion’s holographic technology, seeing it as a future development direction. Although no company could currently absorb this technology, Illusion obviously had the capability to develop it while already holding many international patents. When Illusion finally made it work, it would likely choose more powerful partners, such as his father’s company.
“Are you stalling for time?” Cen Chen asked.
“My boss has admired you for a long time and wants to meet you today,” Han Zhiye wiped nonexistent sweat from his forehead, feeling frustrated; why did his boss need to make such a grand entrance?
At that moment, there was a knock at the door, and a familiar figure appeared.
It was Ye Qiu!
Ye Qiu walked in gracefully.
Could it be that Ye Qiu was one of the waitstaff here? No wonder he had been in such a hurry to leave earlier. It made sense now why he helped him out last time at the bar. Cen Chen had an epiphany—it was a perfect opportunity to get his contact information, but wait, Ye Qiu was no longer single.
However, becoming a personal assistant… should still leave room for opportunities, just not in the way he had envisioned before.
Thus, Cen Chen watched as Ye Qiu, his soon-to-be personal assistant, sat across from him, a ridiculous thought popped into his head—what if Ye Qiu was the boss of Illusion?
The next second.
“Boss.” Han Zhiye greeted and introduced, “Ye Qiu, the mastermind behind Illusion…”
“Good to see you,” Ye Qiu replied.
Cen Chen was left stunned, unable to comprehend the situation. Was Ye Qiu really the boss of Illusion?
Until Han Zhiye took out the prepared contract, Cen Chen barely managed to regain some semblance of rationality. He skimmed through it, confirming everything was in order, and signed his name.
“Contact information…” Cen Chen blurted out, seemingly out of place.
Han Zhiye looked at both of them in confusion; today was really strange—one absent figure suddenly wanted to discuss business while the usually calm commercial genius seemed almost intoxicated with excitement, now asking for the boss’s contact information. Could it be that they were falling for each other?
Ye Qiu thought to himself: They are really clueless, they already have contact information.
“Thanks for your hard work recently; take those documents back to the company and arrange the necessary matters. I’ll give you a half-month holiday,” Ye Qiu said dismissively to the intruding Han Zhiye, exuding an air of being the world’s best boss. “Oh, and your brother too.”
Han Zhiye gave up thinking, took the contract, and left without any unnecessary gestures.
Cen Chen immediately regretted his words. His conscience reminded him not to pursue someone who was not single, but seeing Ye Qiu made him uncharacteristically flustered.
Ye Qiu suddenly realized that Cen Chen no longer had that clingy demeanor from the start, puzzling him.
In the private room, Ye Qiu thoughtfully ordered Cen Chen his favorite food, and the two of them dined in a rather strange atmosphere.
Cen Chen felt Ye Qiu’s hand brushing against his own several times, but whenever he looked up, it would disappear, as if it were merely an illusion of his own making.
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