Turning back to look, his gaze met Mo Yongheng's dark and chilly eyes and he was so terrified he almost bit his tongue off.
"Actually, Young Master, you're not that bad. You're handsome and rich, and the heartthrob in many girls' hearts. I know a lot of colleagues in the company who have a crush on you. Miss Zheng Yan can definitely see how outstanding you are, and she must be hiding from you because she's too shy!"
The assistant changed his stance so rapidly that he could even raise his hands to swear that he was saying the truth.
Mo Yongheng darted a glance at him and upon seeing the butler walk out of the Zheng Family villa, he did not mutter a word but got the butler to receive the gifts his assistant was carrying.
He took two steps forward, suddenly stopped in his tracks, and muttered coldly, "From tomorrow onwards, you're promoted. Go and intern with Nian Xiaomu as the Deputy President's assistant. If you haven't driven her to death in three days, then come back."
