The office looked so bright and blinding that Mr. Ling had to shut his eyes. The source of that blinding, beaming light was none other than Zixin, who was completely thrilled with this proposition.
"Guiying will be my assistant?" Even a blooming flower would fail miserably in front of Zixin. Just imagining them working together trembled his body with immense happiness.
Ai clapped her hands once. "Yes! I think working with you and having a change of environment and pace will help her with her stagnant creativity. There is just so much to learn from the outside world."
"Wait! Pause, pause! Time out! How can I be Zixin's assistant?" Guiying asked, her throat feeling dry. "I don't know anything about his work o-or the corporate life…"
Zixin sincerely washed away her source of tension. "I will help you. I will teach you everything."