Chapter 399: Being the Boss

After the New Year's Eve celebrations, it's time to visit relatives and friends. However, most of Lin Ruoxi's relatives had emigrated overseas, and some were not even aware of her existence, so they skipped this tradition every year.

Yang Chen had it even simpler since he didn't have any relatives at all.

Guo Xuehua initially wanted Yang Chen to visit Yang Gongming in Yan Capital. However, after consulting Yang Gongming over the phone, he was sternly refused. The reason was simple: Yang Po-jun's tolerance was already being tested by allowing Guo Xuehua and Yang Chen to live together. If they both visited the Yang family in Yan Capital during the holiday, it would draw significant attention and create a major stir.

Although Yang Gongming acknowledged Yang Chen as his grandson, he didn't want to hurt his son Yang Po-jun's feelings too much. Yang Po-jun was currently focused on advancing his career, and as a father, Yang Gongming felt he should support him.

Moreover, it was uncertain whether Yang Chen would be willing to go, and it would be bad if their relationship soured again.

Yang Chen didn't care much about these matters. He simply asked Hui Lin and Zhenxiu if they needed to visit any relatives, but both shook their heads.

Hui Lin was following Master Yun Miao's instructions to stay here and had no idea where to go without Yun Miao's guidance. Zhenxiu was alone, her mother's relatives were in Korea, and she had lost contact with them after her parents eloped. Her father's relatives had all passed away, and the distant relatives were not worth mentioning.

As a result, none of them needed to visit relatives and went straight back to their normal work, life, and studies. On the first day of the new year, Hui Lin went to work with Lin Ruoxi as usual, while Yang Chen lazily drove to Yu Lei Entertainment.

Although it was still the Spring Festival period, the main department heads had to work. However, they could relax the work pace slightly, arriving late and leaving early, with some flexibility.

Yang Chen arrived at his office, leisurely sat down in his chair, and found a thick stack of documents on his desk. Most of them were about the upcoming "Yu Lei Star" talent show in the spring. This was Yu Lei Entertainment's first major project. As the organizer and investor, whether the senior management of Yu Lei Entertainment would be recognized by the headquarters depended on the success of this event.

Yang Chen wasn't too worried. He shamelessly called in Christine, a top talent in the industry, and was confident that Yu Lei Entertainment would be a big hit.

After skimming through a few documents, Yang Chen felt there wasn't much he needed to modify. In terms of experience, Zhao Teng and Wang Jie were more knowledgeable than him. There was no need for him to interfere unnecessarily. Their submissions were a form of respect for their superior, not necessarily needing new input.

He turned on his computer and connected with Yuan Ye, who was entertaining relatives at home. Yuan Ye had escaped to his room to play online, so the two of them ended up playing a few rounds of Warcraft.

Around eleven o'clock, there was a knock on the office door.

Yang Chen, seeing it was about time, told Yuan Ye he was logging off and then called out for the person outside to come in.

As the door opened, Zhao Teng, the administrative manager, walked in. His expression was a bit unusual today, as if he had seen something extraordinary. He said, "Director Yang, the secretary you're supposed to interview is waiting outside. Shall I let her in now?"

"Secretary? My interview?" Yang Chen was taken aback. "What do you mean? When did I say I was going to interview a secretary?"

Zhao Teng's mouth opened in surprise. "Director, didn't you give that instruction? The HR department said this is the last candidate from the ones you personally selected."

"When did I ever say I needed a secretary? I don't even remember where the HR department is. What nonsense are they spouting?" Yang Chen frowned, finding the situation quite bizarre.

"Regardless, Director, I suggest you meet the candidate. This lady is not an ordinary person," Zhao Teng said awkwardly.

After a moment of thought, Yang Chen realized there was nothing to fear. He waved his hand. "Let her in."

Zhao Teng sighed in relief, as if a weight had been lifted off his shoulders. He smiled and left the room to fetch the candidate.

Soon, a graceful figure in a light pink business suit walked in. Her long, shapely legs were wrapped in delicate black lace stockings, and her perky rear moved rhythmically with her steps. A light purple scarf adorned her fair neck, highlighting her fresh, charming face like a warm sunbeam on a winter day.

Yang Chen took a sharp breath. This enchantress—wasn't she An Xin, whom he hadn't seen since she returned to the country?

An Xin casually closed the door, then winked playfully at Yang Chen. "Hello, Director Yang. I'm the new secretary applicant, An Xin."

Yang Chen smiled wryly. "Little troublemaker, what are you up to now?"

An Xin stuck out her pink tongue and looked around the office, then walked slowly to Yang Chen's side. "I'm not up to anything. I'm just here for a job."

Yang Chen motioned with his finger for her to come closer. Puzzled, An Xin bent down, bringing her delicate face closer to him. Her lips, adorned with a light gloss, looked even more enticing.

Yang Chen reached out with two fingers and pinched An Xin's delicate nose, applying a bit of pressure.

"Ow!" An Xin winced in pain, pulling back and rubbing her nose in displeasure. "Why did you hurt me? Even a mistress has dignity. You can't bully me!"

"What kind of nonsense is this? Aren't you just here to create trouble for me?" Yang Chen said, frustrated. "Now that your father has swallowed up most of the Liu family's assets, the An family is one of the most powerful in Zhonghai, second only to the Yuan family. You, the precious daughter of the An family, Miss An Xin, should be enjoying your life, doing spa treatments, practicing yoga, and savoring Lafite. Instead, you come here to be my secretary? Are you trying to push me into the spotlight, making everyone in Zhonghai know I've gotten you into bed?"

"That's so crude, always saying 'enchantress' and 'getting into bed,'" An Xin pouted, her face flushed but with a hint of pride. "What's wrong? Have you lost your nerve? Or are you afraid your legitimate wife will get angry?"

Yang Chen coughed twice. "Stop changing the subject. Tell me the truth, what are you really here for?"

An Xin pouted and said, "I'm just looking for a job. I can't just eat and sleep, and sleep and eat like a pig, right? I had a job, but now that you've taken everything, I have to stay by your side. So, I can't be a flight attendant anymore, which means I need a new job. I don't want to deal with family matters; seeing my dad makes me angry, and all those sycophants at work annoy me. So, I came to you."

"But you could go to another company. Why come here?" Yang Chen asked.

An Xin gave a sly smile. "Dear, don't you know how many men would love to latch onto a rich woman like me?" Yang Chen finally understood and smiled wryly. "So you just connected with my HR department and had them arrange for you to be a secretary candidate?"

"Yes, I wanted it to be somewhat formal. Actually, I just want to see you more often. If you don't want me to be your secretary, fearing your wife's wrath, you can assign me any job. I can clean, sweep floors, clean toilets, or wash windows."

Seeing An Xin's face full of feigned grievance, Yang Chen knew she was faking but still couldn't refuse her. He couldn't really cage her like a pet. From her time as a flight attendant, it was clear she liked her freedom. Making her stay in Zhonghai was already a big sacrifice on her part; taking away her work would be too much.

Thinking it over, Yang Chen realized he had no reason to refuse An Xin working by his side. After all, he was the one who had drawn her into his life.

"Can you really be a secretary? Have you done it before?" Yang Chen asked, doubtful.

An Xin nodded earnestly, a bit proud. "Don't underestimate me. Although I don't have an MBA or any fancy titles, I've been involved in many of my family's businesses. I just never had an official position."

"But a secretary is a support role, not a CEO," Yang Chen said.

An Xin's eyes sparkled mischievously. "Dear boss, haven't you heard a saying?"

"What?" Yang Chen was puzzled.

"When the boss has work, the secretary does it. When there's no work..."

Yang Chen gulped and finished the sentence, "...the boss does the secretary." He then grinned, looking An Xin up and down in her office attire. Her mix of allure and sophistication was indeed enticing. "Secretary An, I think your words make a lot of sense. I believe our cooperation will be very pleasant."

"Director, does that mean I've passed the interview?" An Xin giggled.

"Well, there's one final assessment." Yang Chen said seriously.

An Xin blinked, "What is it?"

"Practical experience. Secretary An, let's simulate a work scenario," Yang Chen said, stepping forward and pulling An Xin's soft body into his arms.

An Xin let out a soft cry, her fragrant body falling onto Yang Chen's lap, making her blush deeply.

"Director, are you in such a hurry to play in the office?" An Xin murmured, breathlessly but clearly moved.

Yang Chen said contentedly, "Since you've delivered yourself, I won't be polite. After this, we can have lunch."

An Xin suddenly hugged Yang Chen's neck tightly, raised her head, and kissed him hard on the cheek. "Should I call you hubby or boss?" she asked.

"Well, call me boss, it's more romantic. I'll call you Secretary An," Yang Chen said with a wicked smile.

An Xin playfully rolled her eyes at him, but then she bit her lip and shyly nodded.

Just as Yang Chen was about to turn An Xin around and press her against the desk to get down to "business," there was suddenly a knock on the office door, "knock, knock, knock."