I’m His Secretary

Meng Nianyao walked towards the door when Gu Wencheng suddenly asked, “Mrs. Gu, you don’t have a job now, right?”

“Mm.”

“My company is hiring. Do you need me to put in a good word for Mrs. Gu?”

Meng Nianyao looked at Gu Wencheng, wondering why he brought up this topic, but she still shook her head. “No need. Although I don’t know what your company does, I don’t think it’s suitable for me.”

After Meng Nianyao left, Ping Yang remained silent. Lately, he couldn’t comprehend Gu Wencheng’s intentions or his attitude towards Meng Nianyao. After hesitating for a while, he asked, “Boss, if Miss Meng is indeed related to Director Liu, wouldn’t it be convenient for Director Liu if you invited her to work? Besides, Boss, you intentionally asked me not to take the documents and had Miss Meng deliver them instead…”

“You talk too much. Get out.”

Ping Yang was speechless.

In the elevator, Meng Nianyao received a call from Meng Haotian. He sounded very anxious. “Nianyao, where are you? Something happened here. Can you come and keep me company?” Meng Haotian had been texting and calling Meng Nianyao for the past few days, but she had been ignoring him or responding with cold replies.

When the elevator reached the first floor, Meng Nianyao replied to Meng Haotian, “What’s wrong?”

“I… Nianyao, I have nowhere else to go.”

“Where are you?”

Meng Haotian provided her with an address, and Meng Nianyao hailed a taxi. During the taxi ride, Meng Nianyao searched for information about Meng Haotian’s company on the internet. There was no negative news. The scenery along the roadside outside the car window rapidly changed.

Meng Nianyao thought for a moment and sent Ping Yang a message, asking him to investigate Meng Haotian’s company. Shortly thereafter, Ping Yang sent her the information.

Upon arriving at the location Meng Haotian had mentioned, Meng Nianyao saw him drinking heavily. Compared to the last time she saw him, he looked defeated and despondent today.

Meng Nianyao couldn’t help but laugh. She felt that it was a waste of Meng Haotian’s acting talents—he should have become an actor. She adjusted her expression to appear concerned and approached, taking the wine glass from Meng Haotian’s hand. “Stop drinking.”

Meng Haotian was momentarily surprised and attempted to reclaim the glass. “Nianyao, if you let me drink, don’t bother stopping me! I’m a failure. The company we worked so hard to build is on the brink of collapse…”

Meng Nianyao didn’t release her grip on the glass. When Meng Haotian tried to snatch it back, their fingers touched. In that instant, Meng Nianyao poured the contents of her glass onto Meng Haotian’s face.

Meng Haotian abruptly stopped and, after a long silence, covered his face and sobbed. “Nianyao, my investment failed, and all of the company’s funds have vanished. Now, the company is penniless, and many projects are at risk. I might have to face enormous compensation.”

“And then?” Meng Nianyao looked at him with a cold expression. “The company hasn’t gone bankrupt yet, and you’re already here getting drunk?”

“I had no other choice!” Meng Haotian wiped his face. “I went to the bank to secure a loan, but they rejected my application. I begged our business partners, but they pretended not to know me and refused to see me! Nianyao, I’m not some wealthy second-generation heir. I lack resources. Everything I’ve achieved so far has been through smiling apologetically and wining and dining others. To provide us with a better life, I endured injustice and shamelessly flattered those people. But now… even if I kneel down, I won’t be able to save the company.”

At this point, he looked at Meng Nianyao with pleading eyes. “Nianyao, don’t you know Gu Wencheng? Can you help me?”

Meng Nianyao glanced at Meng Haotian, secretly sneering inside, but she appeared conflicted. “I want to help you, but I’m just Gu Wencheng’s secretary…”

“Secretary?” Meng Haotian couldn’t hide his smile. “That’s enough, that’s enough… You’re his secretary. As long as you can provide me with crucial information when the time comes, I can make a lot of money.”

Meng Nianyao knew from the first time she met Gu Wencheng that he wasn’t an ordinary person, but that was the extent of her knowledge. She didn’t know his identity, status, or family. Therefore, when she heard Meng Haotian’s words, she hesitated. “Is that so? Is President Gu really that influential?”

“You’re his secretary,” Meng Haotian replied. “And you don’t even know?”

Meng Nianyao shook her head. “I became his secretary by accident. Besides, I’m primarily responsible for serving tea.”