Jing Yi felt that Secretary Fan must have been tortured silly by Zou Ting next door, and he could hardly understand what he said.

“Secretary Fan.” Jing Yi patted his shoulder sympathetically: “You should not do questions with Secretary Zou in the future.”

Fan Ming keenly heard a hint of deep meaning in Jing Yi’s tone: “Why?”

Jing Yi’s face was serious: “I’m afraid he will lose hope in life.”

Fan Ming: “…”

At this moment, Fan Ming’s phone vibrated again. Zou Ting sent another message: [I think you are not suitable for the civil service exam.]

Jing Yi took a quick glance at the content and felt that Zou Ting had finally come to an epiphany, so he decided not to try to persuade Secretary Fan, who was such a stubborn person.

Fan Ming was confused and shocked, and buried his head in typing: “So this is the legendary civil service exam question.”

Jing Yi: “…”

The phone vibrated again.

Jing Yi came over curiously: “What did Secretary Zou say?”

Fan Ming: “He said, click, click, click.”

Jing Yi: “…”

Fan Ming still had a lot of work to do, so he had to go get busy after tidying up the office. Jing Yi had nothing to do, so he took a step closer to Fan Ming and said in a sociable voice, “Secretary Fan, do you need any help?”

At work, Fan Ming is no longer an irritating student. He rolled his glasses and said seriously, “Butler Jing, have you forgotten what task Mr. Li assigned you before he left?”

Jing Yi fell into reminiscence: “…Is there?”

A light flashed across Fan Ming’s eyes: “You promised CEO Li to stay in the office and study.”

Jing Yi: “…”

Secretary Fan, you can’t even answer the civil service exam questions yourself, and you even use the boomerang he threw to stab back.

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The temporary board meeting lasted until the end of the working day, and Li Wenzhao returned to the office with a tired face.

His desk was tidied up. On the small table next to him, Jing Yi was lying on the desk, staring at a four-character dictionary, with his chin resting on the back of his hand.

Pretty good.

Li Wenzhao took off his coat and casually put it on the back of the chair: “How do you think it looks?”

Jing Yi was dying: “I am about to drown in the ocean of knowledge.”

Li Wenzhao glanced at the bottom page of the dictionary and couldn’t help but remind him: “You’ve only seen the third page.”

Jing Yi whispered: “Three pages of knowledge are enough to overwhelm me.”

He is a little piece of shit.

A clear-minded college student who doesn’t want to study or go to work. He just wants to lie down peacefully and wait for money to fall from the sky.

Li Wenzhao heard the inner voice: “…”

Forget it. I won’t force the little housekeeper to be studious and motivated. He is quite likable now as he is lively and cute.

Li Wenzhao put the dictionary on the bookshelf.

Without having to open the obscure dictionary, Jing Yi immediately perked up. He took out the personnel information and flipped through it for a while. He couldn’t help but look up at the clock on the wall.

However, he was caught after just one look: “Are you still looking at time? How many minutes and seconds do you have until the end of the shift?”

Jing Yi shook his head: “No, I just want to experience what it means to be so fleeting.”

“…”

The following time passed in Li Wenzhao’s serious work attitude.

At five o’clock in the afternoon, Jingyi started packing on time.

Turning around, I saw Li Wenzhao still sitting upright in the chair, clicking with the mouse in his hand.

“Master, do you have any work to do?”

Li Wenzhao said calmly: “Not really, I’m confirming tomorrow’s schedule with Secretary Fan.”

Jing Yi was curious: “What itinerary?”

“On a business trip.” Li Wenzhao raised his eyes: “You can go with me.”

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After confirming the itinerary, the two left work together.

It was rush hour and the staff elevator was packed with people. Jing Yi, with the domineering CEO’s unique aura, went down smoothly all the way to the first floor.

When going out, Jing Yi saw an incredible person at the gate of Li’s company and his eyes were shocked.

“What’s wrong?” Li Wenzhao stopped.

“Secretary Zou from next door.” Jing Yi looked outside the door: “Why is he here?”

Zou Ting also saw Jing Yi, his eyes suddenly filled with joy, and he went against the current among the group of office workers and walked towards this side.

Jing Yi looked at the other person in confusion.

…Why did he feel that Secretary Zou was here to see him?

As he thought about it, a sarcastic laugh came from above his head: “Heh, medium rare?”

Jing Yi thought for a moment and said, “Maybe five points now.”

He and Secretary Zou had only met a few times, and they would chat occasionally on the phone, so their friendship could not be said to be deep.

Li Wenzhao sneered: “Oh, you are still in contact privately.”

Jing Yi: “…”

What was the tone of the eldest young master? Did he suspect that he had defected to the Shen family and was going to be a traitor and stab the Li family?

Heaven and earth, he didn’t!

A shadow fell in front of him: “Assistant Jing.”

“Secretary Zou.”

Jing Yi turned his head and estimated the dangerous distance between him and Zou Ting. He took a big step and moved closer to Li Wenzhao, almost sticking to him.

[How about this? Does this prove my loyalty to the Li family? ]

Li Wenzhao laughed lightly.

Zou Ting: “……?”

He didn’t quite understand Jing Yi’s mode of action, but he was used to it. The employees of Li’s company were all like Secretary Fan, with a bit of the same stupidity: “Please help me pass this to Secretary Fan of your company.”

Several question marks slowly appeared above Jing Yi’s head: “What is this?”

“I compiled this secret manual myself.” Zou Ting said in a gentle manner, “He will definitely make progress after reading it.”