C3

My godfather is a little cute

I was only a teenager and had returned to the country before finishing high school. With the company in such a state, not a single one of Dad's former brotherly friends had gone, and my desire to learn was so strong that it could only be achieved if I wanted to. After all, I couldn't even afford to eat anymore, so how could I possibly go to school?

I don't study well abroad, and now I'm returning home to be someone's daughter, chasing that person's cold butt all day long, my hot face was blown away by the wind.

I sighed. No one wanted a resume online, it was illegal even to serve dishes in a restaurant before the age of eighteen. I was just thinking that God was going to kill me when I picked up a phone call.

The person on the other end of the phone was a young sister with an official voice, who informed me to go to Miluo International Ltd. to interview for the position of assistant president.

Hearing the name of the company, I felt that it was a big deal. Although I was excited, I had to calm down and ask one more question.

"Have you read my resume?" "My age …"

"It's alright, Miss Lu Weian. Please report to me before 10 o'clock in the morning."

I looked up at my watch. It was ten past nine! Before I could say anything else, I asked for the address and hung up. I didn't have any decent clothes, except for my shorts and T-shirt.

I just packed it up a few times and then left. Luckily, the company wasn't too far away. It was only 3 yuan by subway.

When I arrived, I found out that the company had the word "international" in its name. The atmosphere was just different, the building towered over the world, the design was unique and creative, only after registering my ID card did the security let me in.

The two large flower vases by the door couldn't be bought with just tens of millions of grains, the chandelier above his head, and the sofa on the far left, which was close to the window.

I straightened my clothes, trying to make myself look less cowardly.

"My name is Lu Weian, elder sister AMY asked me to come here for an interview."

I was small, I wore sneakers, and it was hard to watch my sister sitting at the front desk with her feet on the floor.

The big sister at the front desk made a call and arrived in a few minutes' time. She was the most typical woman in the TV series. She was in professional attire, black high-heeled shoes, had meticulous hair, and looked elegant and generous.

After a simple self-introduction, she knew to bring me to the CEO's office.

"Isn't that an interview …?" I asked hesitantly, "Was the president going to interview me personally?"

"Today is the first day of your internship."

Before I could finish, AMY wrenched open the door of the CEO's office and shoved me inside.

It's fortunate that my chassis is stable. Otherwise, it would have been awkward for me to give the CEO a dog to eat shit on the first day of work.

The CEO's office was very big. There were retro decorations, a dark leather sofa, an exquisite glass coffee table, a tea stand beside the bookshelf, a pot of blue grass on the windowsill, and a refined CEO's office.

When my gaze moved to the workbench, I was completely dumbfounded.

"F * ck …" "Damn dad..."

Mu Huainan was flipping through a document, hearing the voice, he slowly raised his head.

His eyes were still as dark as before, cold without any trace of kindness.

He pointed to a small room next to the door. "Your office," he told me.

And I saw that it said, "Special Assistant."

"What does a special assistant mean?"

Mu Huainan's answer made me even more confused. He said: "Scolding."

"Huh?" I actually wanted to tell him that I hadn't learned anything abroad and wouldn't do anything.

"Don't, call me, godfather."

I understand that the office doesn't allow nepotism, and I understand that rule.

He didn't expect that his godfather would continue to say, "Call me father."

To be honest, not fainting on the spot really means that I am able to take it all...

I did not give up, thinking that I had misheard, I looked over and asked carefully, "Tell me. "What's his name?"

Mu Huainan raised his eyes and looked deeply into my eyes as he squeezed my heart, causing my body to tremble uncontrollably and I didn't dare to continue asking.

After a long while, Chief Executive Officer threw me a stack of documents. It was probably about the work this special assistant of mine was going to do. In addition to serving the president with tea and water every day, he also had to speak for him.

I suddenly remembered that the man in black who followed behind Mu Huainan at the funeral might be of similar use to me. However, he clearly has more experience than me, so why …

"Godfather..." As soon as I shouted out, Chief Executive Officer glared at me fiercely. He could only change his words in panic, "Daddy …"

Fuck, what sort of hobbies does this CEO have?! Forget it, I will endure a period of peace. Even if I lose my head, it will only be a bowl of scars. After 18 years, I will be a good man again!

"Didn't you have..."

Without raising his head, the CEO gave me an easy answer.

"Dead."

"Die …" "Dead?" In my mind, I couldn't help but to think of that black-clothed man's miserable death. I immediately felt a chill down my spine, and when I looked at the Chief Executive Officer, his image was even more dark and cold.

Not only was Mu Huainan rich, willful, and heartless, he was also someone who could cover the sky with one hand. No one could take any kind of demon from him.

My knowledge of him is currently limited to this much … I raised my hand to wipe the sweat from my forehead and heard his deep voice.

"You, work hard."

"Yes …" "It's …"

I spent the whole morning trembling in fear of what the Chief Executive Officer might order me to do, but he was so focused on his work that he couldn't think of any way to torture me.

My door was slightly ajar, and I could vaguely see Mu Huainan sitting on his office chair. Disregarding everything else, this man's appearance was truly breathtaking, with his deep eyes like an ancient pond, high nose bridge, and cold, thin, red lips. Putting him together was the standard for male protagonists in comics.

But she had not seen him since she had met him at the funeral. She had not seen his expression since she had seen him, except for his cold face.

While I was thinking, my cell phone vibrated in my pocket. I took it out and saw that it was a message from the bank. The information indicated that the company's account balance had been completely repaid after settling the remaining liabilities on the real estate. This meant that I could finally avoid having to hide and hide, lest someone would come knocking on my door to collect debts!

He subconsciously raised his head and looked at the man behind the door, as if his threats and torture these past few days were not so hard to deal with. These debts must have been paid with Mu Huainan's help, and that was not a small sum.

Wasn't he a cold-blooded animal? Why did he help me without any reason? Was it to get me to come here and be his assistant? However, no matter how many beautiful and high education girls Da China had, they would still want to work under Mu Huainan even if they didn't have money.

Why did such good luck fall upon me? He couldn't figure it out, but he didn't have the time to do so either.

Because the work came.

A phone call came in from the CEO's secretary. He said that the 11 o'clock meeting had begun and that the supervisors had already left the meeting room.

I pushed open the door and went out to report the news to the CEO. After he finished signing the last name on the document, he stood up and swept a calm gaze across me. "Together."

I pointed to my chin. "Me too?"

Chief Executive Officer is still as unfathomable as ever. I only said it once and it was short and sharp, not giving me the chance to understand.

There's nothing I can do. Looking at his cold back, other than obediently following behind me, there's nothing else I can do.

Who knew … He's my father.