Chapter 25 Proud

Yang Chen's remarkable performance had captured the attention of all the employees at the Yulei International headquarters. Many female employees started to gossip about this knowledgeable newcomer even before he officially started working; Yang Chen had become well-known to the majority even before his probationary period began.

After signing the probation contract on the spot, Yang Chen was led by Mo Qian Ni into the Public Relations Department, located on the eighteenth floor of Yulei International. The entire floor belonged to the Public Relations Department.

As soon as he entered the office area, many people stood up and applauded Yang Chen's arrival. After all, the majority were female employees, and having a new male colleague made the girls somewhat happy.

After a brief introduction by Mo Qian Ni, Yang Chen followed her into her office.

Apart from a few carefully placed pots of orchids, there were no other decorations in the office. The clean desk and various forms and schedule marks on the wall indicated that the owner of this office had good work ethics and an efficient style.

Yang Chen still admired his new boss. Although this woman's intellectual beauty was tempting, what stood out more was her confidence and wisdom, which made people not dare to have any disrespectful thoughts. It was evident that being able to hold such a high position in a listed company at such a young age required more than just good looks.

"Please, have a seat. Would you like something to drink?" Mo Qian Ni asked gently.

"No, thank you, I'm not thirsty," Yang Chen shook his head.

Mo Qian Ni smiled and shook her head at him, then went to the water dispenser to pour him a glass of water. "I asked if you wanted something to drink not to quench your thirst, but to have a good talk with you. By saying you're not thirsty, are you refusing to sit down and have a proper conversation with me? In the future, you will be a member of our company's Public Relations Department, and you can't afford to be oblivious to these simple hints."

Yang Chen felt a bit conflicted. He had just joined the company and was already being tested by his superior. He smiled somewhat helplessly and said, "Well... Miss Mo, I'm a rough man, I can handle errands and stuff, but I'm really not good at business talks."

"I don't believe that a man who is fluent in Italian, German, and can spot the hand of an Italian master fashion designer without any flaw, is what one would call a rough man." Mo Qian Ni's bright and beautiful eyes stared directly at Yang Chen as she half-leaned on the desk, her posture graceful and elegant.

"Well..." Yang Chen was powerless to refute Mo Qian Ni's sharp words. He shrugged helplessly. "Miss Mo, whether you believe it or not, I'm just here looking for a job. Truth be told, I'm not even quite sure what PR entails. Of course, now that I've signed the contract, I'll do my best. I'm just being honest."

Mo Qian Ni looked at Yang Chen's expression, which seemed genuine, and changed the subject. "I just reviewed your resume, and you provided very little information, only a Master's degree in Marketing Management from Harvard University of Samnation. However, since you're the only candidate with a master's degree from one of Samnation's Ivy League schools among all the applicants, you were nominated for the final assessment. Now it seems we didn't make a mistake; at least you have outstanding proficiency in foreign languages ​​and fashion."

"Luck, just luck..." Yang Chen, who didn't even flinch at the barrage of words from his beautiful boss, suddenly felt a bit guilty.

Mo Qian Ni seemed somewhat dissatisfied with Yang Chen's shallow excuses. After sitting silently at her desk for a while, she asked, "Yang Chen, since you say you don't understand PR work, why did you apply?"

"To tell the truth?"

"Do you think I want to hear lies?"

"I thought you might prefer to hear lies, afraid the truth might be too much for you," Yang Chen said, feeling somewhat embarrassed to speak up.

"I want the truth, I demand the truth," Mo Qian Ni said, becoming somewhat angry at this new employee's lack of respect for his superior.

Taking a deep breath, Yang Chen said, "Well, the main reason I applied is because my wife wanted me to find a decent office job."

"Your wife wanted you to find a decent job?" Mo Qian Ni felt like she was going to faint, furrowing her brows she asked, "What did you do before?"

"Um... I sold lamb skewers, at the West District market. I don't know if you've seen me there, I've been running the stall for almost half a year," Yang Chen said with a somewhat simple and hearty smile.

Mo Qian Ni truly felt like she was going insane. A lamb skewer seller?! The only qualified candidate carefully selected from a large group of elites turned out to be a lamb skewer seller?!

"I don't find this amusing, Yang Chen. I hope you're not trying to make a fool of me because in doing so, you're only making a fool of yourself," Mo Qian Ni said as calmly as possible.

Yang Chen, feeling perplexed, couldn't understand why she thought it was a joke. So he became serious and said, "Miss Mo, you can look down on my profession, but you can't look down on my character. Although I'm just a lamb skewer seller, I have no reason to joke about my profession. I sell lamb skewers, and I'm proud of it!"

Mo Qian Ni's beautiful face turned pale, and through gritted teeth she said, "And you still claim you're not making a fool of me?! A Harvard University graduate with a Master's degree, fluent in multiple foreign languages, capable of identifying the origin of Italian handmade products, is a lamb skewer seller?! Then what about the other applicants, what about other people in society? Are they all vegetable vendors?!"

Unexpectedly, after a moment of silence, Yang Chen began to seriously ponder. After a moment of contemplation, he replied, "Miss Mo, whether they've sold vegetables or not, I wouldn't know, but you can ask them."

"You... you..." Mo Qian Ni felt like the world was spinning. What kind of creature was this guy? Was he truly a human being?!

Seeing his new boss suddenly flush with anger, Yang Chen knew he had messed up. He hadn't even started working formally and had already upset his superior. But Yang Chen really didn't know what to do—lying didn't work, telling the truth made her angry. What was he supposed to do? He could only grit his teeth and remain silent.

Mo Qian Ni was also a formidable woman. Although she was furious, she quickly regained her composure. However, her gaze toward Yang Chen was no longer as friendly as before. Clearly, she now regarded Yang Chen as a playboy, trying to amuse himself at her expense. Thinking about this, Mo Qian Ni sneered, "Alright, I won't say more to you. Your office seat is outside, on the third row from the right. It's been cleared for you. Someone will bring you your tasks. You may leave now."

"Ah, thank you, Miss Mo. I'll go now," Yang Chen said, feeling relieved. As he stood up, he suddenly remembered something. He turned back, picked up the glass of water on the table that he hadn't finished drinking, and gulped it down in one go. After wiping his mouth with his sleeve, he walked out of the office.

Seeing this scene, Mo Qian Ni's eyebrows furrowed even more. She felt reluctant to look at Yang Chen any longer. But the thought of the signed contract and the hefty penalty for early termination made her hesitate to take any drastic action. After all, even during the probationary period, headquarters employees were not subject to the same management as branch employees.

After a moment of contemplation, Mo Qian Ni decided to make a phone call...

"Hello?" The voice of a woman on the other end of the phone was fresh and gentle.

Mo Qian Ni hesitated for a moment before saying, "President, I would like to terminate the probationary male PR staff we hired today. He has serious attitude, integrity, and capability issues. There are many specific reasons, and I hope to get your approval."

The woman addressed as the president remained silent for a moment before saying, "You've always been very cautious in your work. Since the contract has been signed, why the sudden change of heart? Send me his information, and I'll review it before making a decision."

"Okay, President." After hanging up the phone, Mo Qian Ni sighed helplessly before opening the company database. Through the internal network, she sent Yang Chen's information to the president's office.