My Youth Began With Him - Chapter 64

Chapter 64

"Mr . Qin, did our company just score a really good project or something?" one of the Deputy Directors asked, ready to suck up to the boss .

Qin Chu thought for a moment . With his hand against his forehead, he said thoughtfully, "Good project? Yeah, it's a project that's been on my mind for years now . It's finally settled . "

"That's fantastic . Can you tell us what this project is? We'd like to share in your joy!" The Deputy Director continued to flatter .

Unexpectedly, Qin Chu slowly rose to his feet . Smoothing out his collar, he said calmly, "You don't need to know . In any case, today is a good day . "

With that, Qin Chu turned around and left .

Behind him was a room full of bewildered executives .

Yang quietly counted his fingers . The corporate headquarters held two thousand employees in total, with a combined monthly salary of eight million yuan . With his statement today, the president had issued another eight million in spending . Rich people sure can do whatever comes to their mind, he thought .

Their boss, in particular, was exceptionally so .

"Uh… Mr . Qin . " Assistant Yang jogged up to Qin Chu .

"What?"

"There's something I've been meaning to say . "

"Say it . "

"But I'm afraid it might make you mad . "

"Then don't say it . " Qin Chu's reply nearly sent Yang straight into tears .

"No, no . I really need to talk to you about this . "

"Say it . "

"When are you planning to give my car back to me?"



Yang was wearing an agonized expression . Right now, he was driving his boss's Audi R8 to and from work, every day . Having to endure his co-workers' gossiping was one thing, but god knows how terrified he had been of accidentally scraping his boss's car . That wasn't something he could afford to pay compensation for .

Sure, his boss's car was insured . However, if he actually were to scratch his boss's precious car, then it wouldn't just be a matter of money . He might even lose his job .

To Yang, this assistant position had been like a pie that fell into his lap from the sky .
 

The last person on this position was a highly capable middle-aged lady . However, as soon as the new president took over the position, he promoted her to a director and transferred her to a branch company . The opening she had left behind was filled through external hiring . However, of all the applicants, the new president had chosen him, the most unimpressive of the bunch .

When GK called and told him to come to work, he thought it was a hoax .

Only later did he find out that rumors had it that the new president chose him for only two reasons .

First, he was a guy . The new president seemed to dislike unnecessary contact with women .

Second, he attended 2nd High School . Rumor had it that the president himself had been a student there . Technically, they were alumni of the same school .



Yang wasn't stupid . He had the vague impression that 2nd High seemed to hold some kind of significance to the new president .

However, the president was extremely unpredictable . First, he borrowed his Volkswagen CC . Then, he told him to drive his Audi R8 . The situation left Yang rather depressed .

After listening to Yang's request, Qin Chu paused in thought . Then, he asked, "Is my car not fast enough?"

Yang shook his hands . "No, no . It's way too fast . "

"Then you don't like the color?"

"No, no . Mr . Qin, I like the color, too . It's grand, classy, and obviously high-end . "

"Then, you think it's not eye-catching enough? If that's the case, I have other cars in my garage - Ferrari, Lamborghini . . . "

Before Qin Chu had even finished, Yang was already on the verge of falling to his knees .



"Mr . Qin . It's TOO eye-catching, and it doesn't fit someone of my station . I'm just an assistant . How could I afford to drive such an expensive car? For the past few days, I haven't even been able to sleep at night . During the day, I'm afraid it'll get scratched . At night, I worry that someone might steal it . Mr . Qin, please, spare me and give my car back to me . "

Seeing Yang's sincerity, Qin Chu nodded after some thought . "Fine, if it's troubling you that much, you can have your car back . "

"Thank you for your kindness . " Yang finally let out a sigh of relief .

"Give your store a call later . Order a car exactly like yours and have it delivered to me . "

"Wait…" Once again, Yang was left dumbstruck .

He really didn't understand . Why would the president lower himself by insisting on driving a Volkswagen? Was it because it was made domestically?

Could the president be a true patriot?

After some silent debate in his head, Yang asked hesitantly, "Sir, do you know how to sing the national anthem?"

Qin Chu's brows furrowed slightly . He stared, perplexed, at this oddball assistant of his .