Tui Buliu returned to his office under the guidance of his secretary, and as soon as he sat down, he was met with a room full of sarcasm.

“Yo, Tui bro is back? You really made a name for yourself today! Your apology video is all over the internet now.”

“Apologizing on behalf of You You Entertainment to the artists who were harmed, what a joke. Who the hell gave you the face? You think you can represent the company? Look in the mirror, do you even deserve it?”

“Exactly, everyone manages their artists like this, why did Lin Su single you out?”

“Right, Biao bro’s artists are especially obedient. I heard last time he had Xiao Ning accompany President Wang for three days, and you got this much?” A man with a sharp face held up five fingers.

The person called Biao bro waved his hand and laughed, “Oh, it’s nothing. Once the artists debut, there’s a lot more money waiting for us.”

“That’s right, we have to work hard. Unlike some people who can’t even handle such small matters. If you ask me, you should just stop embarrassing yourself as a manager and go back to being a little assistant.”

…

From the moment Tui Buliu entered and sat down, the entire office was filled with all sorts of sarcastic remarks.

The words were harsh, but Tui Buliu wasn’t provoked.

They were just a bunch of nobodies. On any other day, they wouldn’t even have the chance to meet him. Now, they were just lucky to be under the same roof, and they thought they could make him angry?

Tui Buliu walked straight to his desk without looking around and found that his once tidy workspace was now a mess. Papers were scattered on the floor, and his computer was filled with all sorts of pop-ups and software, as if it had been through a storm.

“Who did this?” Tui Buliu scanned the room, his voice and tone full of pressure.

“Yo, are you mad now?” The people who had been making sarcastic remarks exchanged glances and laughed indifferently.

Only two female colleagues shook their heads repeatedly, indicating they had nothing to do with it.

“You?” Tui Buliu took a step forward, questioning the person next to his desk.

The person sneered, “Which eye of yours saw me do it… What the hell are you doing?!”

With a loud crash, Tui Buliu flipped his desk. The unfinished takeout on the desk spilled everywhere.

“Are you crazy?”

Tui Buliu: “Wasn’t you?”

“I didn’t do it!!”

“Oh.” Tui Buliu seemed a bit disappointed and then flipped the desk of the person opposite.

“Tui Buliu! Are you looking to die?!” This person also exploded.

Tui Buliu dusted off his hands, his expression calm, as if he hadn’t just flipped two desks: “Who did it? Still not confessing?”

“Screw you!”

The man rushed over, and they got into a fight.

Five minutes later, apart from the two uninvolved women, the other four provocative men were all knocked to the ground by Tui Buliu.

“Damn, my nose!”

“Oh no, my back…”

“My neck, my neck is going to break…”

The once arrogant four lay on the ground, groaning like rolling wild boars. The two female colleagues were so frightened they kept backing away, wishing they could run out the door.

“Hey, right!” At this moment, Yong Baosheng walked in, “About that statement earlier, I don’t trust the PR department, you write it…”

Yong Baosheng was stunned by the scene in front of him, speechless for a moment. It took him a while to find his voice, incredulous: “What are you all doing?”

The four troublemakers finally found their backing, crawling over to grab Yong Baosheng’s pants, wailing: “President, you have to stand up for us! This Tui Buliu went crazy and beat us up without a word!”

“Yeah, yeah, look at my face… oh, oh…!”

Yong Baosheng awkwardly looked up, tentatively asking: “Little Tui?”

Tui Buliu was tidying his suit that got messed up during the fight, speaking slowly: “I disdain using violence, but I never show mercy to those who deserve a beating.”

Those who deserve a beating…

Yong Baosheng caught the key phrase and questioned aggressively: “What did you do earlier?”

“Nothing, we were just teaching him a lesson for you since he made such a big mistake…”

Yong Baosheng understood. Most of his subordinates were rough people who never followed rules. Seeing Tui Buliu down, bullying him was normal.

Normally, he wouldn’t interfere in such trivial matters, but times have changed. He had plenty of people to charge into battle, but not a single one to strategize.

Yong Baosheng put on a stern face, coldly saying: “Who told you to teach him a lesson? Do I need you to meddle?”

“Huh?” The people on the ground were all dumbfounded.

“What are you standing there for?” After dealing with smart people like Tui Buliu, Yong Baosheng found his subordinates increasingly annoying. He scolded them with a stern face, “From today on, Tui Buliu will be the head of the trainee division. You are not to provoke him, understand?”

This statement left everyone shocked.

But they didn’t dare to argue in front of the boss, only widening their eyes, making the already ridiculous scene even more comical.

After reprimanding these fools, Yong Baosheng turned to Tui Buliu, instantly becoming amiable: “They were out of line, I’ll discipline them for you. You’re not hurt, are you?”

“No problem,” Tui Buliu turned to leave, not forgetting to instruct, “Get me a new office.”

“No problem,” Yong Baosheng patted his chest in assurance, “Your new office will be next to mine, with floor-to-ceiling windows and a great view. You’ll love it!”

At this point, Yong Baosheng changed his tone, almost ingratiatingly saying: “About that PR draft…”

Tui Buliu: “Okay.”

“Hehe, I knew I could count on you!” Yong Baosheng grinned, following Tui Buliu out.

The remaining people were left dumbfounded.

Damn, what kind of spell did Tui Buliu cast on the boss? The high-and-mighty boss actually became so flattering?!

*

Tui Buliu was writing the PR draft in his new office. After sending it to Yong Baosheng, Secretary Zhou brought in a curvaceous, well-dressed woman.

Tui Buliu looked up: “An artist?”

Secretary Zhou was unsure of Tui Buliu’s current status, speaking cautiously: “The president prepared an assistant for you.”

Tui Buliu didn’t like this “flower vase” type of assistant, but under the circumstances, he couldn’t be too picky, so he said: “Send me the resume first.”

Secretary Zhou gave the woman a look, and she immediately walked over, coquettishly saying: “Boss, I didn’t bring my resume, but I’m really skilled. You’ll know once you try.”

Tui Buliu finally understood the implication, coldly ordering: “Get out.”

The woman’s expression changed, trying to stay: “Boss, you haven’t even tried…”

Tui Buliu sternly said: “Get out!”

Secretary Zhou had no choice but to take her away. Soon after, a timid boy knocked and entered.

The boy wore tight jeans and a loose white shirt, with the collar open, revealing two slender collarbones, looking frail.

“Boss,” the boy spoke, his voice more nasal than a duck’s, “The president asked me to report to you.”

Tui Buliu: “Resume.”

The boy pursed his lips, sweetly said: “I didn’t bring a resume, but I’m really good at what I do. You’ll know once you try…”

“Get out.” Tui Buliu interrupted him expressionlessly.

“Boss, I…”

Tui Buliu: “Don’t make me say it twice.”

The boy left disappointed, and soon after, Yong Baosheng called.

“Old Tui, why don’t you want the girl or the boy?” Yong Baosheng’s voice came through the phone, full of helplessness, “I found the best people in the company for you. If you keep being picky, I can’t help you.”

Tui Buliu frowned, displeased: “Don’t arrange any nonsense for me, find me someone efficient.”

Yong Baosheng paused, then asked: “What kind of work?”

Tui Buliu: “…”

It’s a miracle this company hasn’t gone under yet.

“Send me the resumes first,” Tui Buliu directly said, “I’ll pick someone and ask you for them.”

“Alright, you pick yourself.”

Yong Baosheng sent over a bunch of resumes. Tui Buliu went through them one by one, finding that none of the dozens of people were suitable for serious work. After searching for a long time, he finally found someone who seemed decent.

A university graduate with a major in journalism and communication, proficient in various office software, with some understanding of culture and talent shows.

Tui Buliu sent the resume to Yong Baosheng: “This one.”

*

“Chi Luyang! You didn’t meet your target again yesterday. Do you think the company pays you for nothing?!” In the new media division of You You Entertainment, a grumpy voice rang out.

“Wow, getting scolded again.”

“He’s been here less than a month, how many times has he been scolded already?”

“Well, he didn’t meet his targets, the team leader is always giving him a hard time.”

“But team leader,” a fair-skinned boy lowered his head, “I applied for a new media operations specialist, not a sales job. You keep making me call people, I…”

“New media doesn’t make calls? If your operations skills were up to par, would I make you do sales?” The middle-aged man pressed on his shoulder, earnestly saying, “Little Chi, everyone goes through this. If you don’t know, I can teach you. I can stay after work today and teach you personally.”

“No, no need!” The boy shook off the man’s hand like he was electrocuted, stammering, “I’ll, I’ll go make calls now…”

The man was a bit displeased, but said, “You can talk to me if you have difficulties, I really care about you.”

“Yeah, the team leader has never been so nice to us.”

“You better show him what you got.”

Laughter and teasing followed, and Chi Luyang almost fled back to his desk. He pulled out the phone book but couldn’t bring himself to dial.

Maybe he should just quit…

Not to mention the job content was far from what he imagined, his colleagues were difficult, and some smoked, making the office atmosphere suffocating.

But this was his first job after graduation, quitting in less than a month would make him seem lacking in perseverance. Plus, the economy wasn’t doing well, and without family support, quitting without a new job lined up…

The boy pursed his lips, resignedly pressing the call button.

“Is Chi Luyang here?” At this moment, a stranger’s voice called out.

“Here!” Chi Luyang quickly hung up the phone, standing up reflexively.

“Bring your things and come with me.” The speaker was Secretary Zhou from the president’s office.

“Huh?”

“Don’t just stand there, you’re going to be an assistant to Minister Tui, come now.”

“Minister Tui?” Chi Luyang didn’t react immediately.

Secretary Zhou: “Tui Buliu, the head of the trainee division.”

“Tui Buliu?” The office buzzed with discussion.

“Didn’t he get fired by the boss for causing such a big mess? How did he become a minister?”

“Minister is fine, but why make a newbie like Chi his assistant?”

“Hahaha, maybe they picked him because he’s handsome, to serve drinks and do PR?”

Hearing this, Chi Luyang’s face darkened.

He had heard of Tui Buliu’s infamous reputation, known for doing all sorts of bad things without a good name. He thought working under his current team leader was bad enough, but now he had to work for that big demon?

Oh my god, that’s terrifying! Maybe he should refuse?

“Secretary Zhou, why suddenly transfer Little Chi? He’s been here less than a month, we haven’t even gotten to know him well…”

Chi Luyang was still hesitating when an annoying voice suddenly rang in his ear. He stiffened, quickly packing his things and moving aside.

“Okay, Secretary Zhou! I’ll go with you now!”

“Hey, what’s going on?” The team leader wasn’t happy seeing a duck about to fly away, blocking Chi Luyang.

“This is the president’s decision, if you have questions, take it up with him.” Secretary Zhou coldly left a sentence, leaving in her high heels.

Chi Luyang followed her with his backpack, his heart pounding.

But no matter how bad, it couldn’t be worse than now, right?

Standing at the office door, Chi Luyang took a deep breath, gripping his backpack straps, then pushed open the office door.

A man in a suit sat at the desk, extremely handsome, but more striking was his outstanding aura. Just sitting there, he exuded an “elite” vibe, making Chi Luyang feel like he was in a Wall Street financial institution.

“Chi Luyang?” A deep, pleasant voice asked, the man’s sharp gaze calmly on him.

“Yes, that’s me.” Chi Luyang answered nervously.

“I’m Tui Buliu. From today, you’ll work under me.” The man stood, extending his right hand, authoritative yet approachable, “HR will discuss your position and salary. As for the work, it’s varied and challenging initially. I hope you can keep up.”

“Okay.” Surprised by the politeness, Chi Luyang stiffly extended his hand, almost flattered.

“Your desk is by the door,” Tui Buliu gestured, instructing, “Later, compile all the company’s trainee data for me, especially those participating in ‘JUST ME’ talent show, separate them. I need it by the end of the day.”

So he was really here to work? And for serious work like this?

Chi Luyang stood there, still processing.

“Any questions?” The man’s deep voice indicated his dwindling patience.

“No!” Chi Luyang quickly shook his head, running to his desk with his backpack.

Tui Buliu wasn’t too satisfied with this dazed assistant, but there were no better options now. He nodded, generously saying: “Start working, report any issues.”

At 8 PM, after reviewing the company’s financial reports and department operations, Tui Buliu still hadn’t received the trainee data.

Tui Buliu: “How much longer?”

Already two hours late, Chi Luyang reflexively thought he was about to be scolded, quickly saying: “Almost done, just a little bit left!”

“How much is a little bit?”

Chi Luyang weakly: “Just missing Biao bro’s data…”

Biao bro? The guy he beat up this afternoon?

Tui Buliu didn’t care, just said: “Forget his part for now, send me the rest.”

“Oh, okay!” Chi Luyang sighed in relief, sending over the remaining data.

Tui Buliu opened the folder, skimming through it. After reading, he found the assistant still standing there.

“Any issues?”

“No, no,” Chi Luyang shook his head, a bit anxious, “I’m waiting for you to finish work.”

“No need to wait for me,” Tui Buliu said lightly, “If I don’t assign you work after hours, you can leave on your own.”

“Really?” Chi Luyang found it hard to believe. In the new media department, everyone waited for the team leader to leave before they could.

Employees leaving before their boss? Unheard of…

Tui Buliu: “Yes.”

Do as much work as you’re paid for. Chi Luyang was just a regular assistant, he wouldn’t treat him like an on-call special assistant.

“Okay, I’ll go then, goodbye.”

Chi Luyang packed up and left. On the subway, he suddenly saw a message in the company group chat.

[Tui Buliu: @everyone @Chi Luyang is my assistant, his actions represent my will. I hope all departments fully cooperate with his work. I don’t want to see any more passing the buck or deliberate delays.]

Chi Luyang could hardly believe his eyes. This was the company group with hundreds of people, including the president and department heads. He had been cautious since joining, never daring to speak freely.

But now, Tui Buliu publicly spoke up for him in the group!

Was it because of that file earlier? Did he know Biao bro was deliberately withholding data?

Not only did he not scold him, but he also stood up for him in the group.

But wouldn’t this make the president dislike him… Standing up for someone like him wasn’t worth it…

The next moment, President Yong Baosheng replied in the group with “fully cooperate,” and other lurking employees chimed in, flooding the chat with promises of full cooperation.

Even Biao bro, who had been stalling, quickly sent over the files.

In the rushing subway, squeezed among the crowd, looking at the phone screen filled with “fully cooperate,” Chi Luyang suddenly felt his heart warm and sour.

In this month of work, he had never felt so respected. The long-held grievances suddenly broke free, and Chi Luyang took a deep breath, sending a message to Tui Buliu.

…

Tui Buliu spent an hour reviewing the trainee data from You You Entertainment. Overall, the quality wasn’t high, but there were a few decent ones.

He marked a few people for further research, when suddenly a WeChat message popped up.

[Assistant – Chi Luyang: Woo woo woo, Minister, you’re so nice!!!]

Tui Buliu glanced at it, then closed the chat to continue reviewing the data.

Low work efficiency, impulsive personality, highly emotional… This assistant, indeed, was really hard to use.