"Has no one named Freya come to the company recently to apply for a secretary position?"
Wang Tianhua asked in a low voice, his mind in turmoil. Why was this different from the plot he had read?
Could it be... another butterfly effect?
As chairman and chief decision-maker of the Wang Group, Wang Tianhua had an entire secretarial team by his side to handle all kinds of documents.
If he remembered correctly, shouldn't Freya have successfully become his secretary by now?
"No, Chairman. There have indeed been foreigners applying for secretary positions recently, but none of them were women named Freya..."
Xiao Deng pushed up his glasses and shook his head seriously.
As Wang Tianhua's chief secretary, he had always been responsible for recruiting secretaries for his boss. He could naturally say with certainty that Freya had not come to the Wang Group to apply for the position.
"System, what's going on?"
Wang Tianhua communicated with the system in his mind. This feeling of things slipping beyond his control made him inexplicably afraid.
The plot had already become a complete mess. What use was his foresight now?
"Host, this is a world that has fused countless urban power-fantasy novels. Ye Bufan is not the only protagonist. It is perfectly normal for unknown developments to occur. There is no need to panic."
"I see..."
Only after receiving the system's answer did Wang Tianhua slightly ease the worry in his heart, though he still could not help feeling disappointed.
After all, according to the original novel's description, Freya was simply the best of the best. Her figure was unbelievably stunning!
Now that he could not see her with his own eyes, he naturally felt regretful.
"Uncle Lin, I've already called the police. When they arrive, go speak with them."
"Xiao Deng, drive