The special assistant promptly cut off his unfinished words.
What was this? Call you fat and you started panting?
They had not even left the CEO's office door yet.
The special assistant made a mental note of this person.
And warned himself that he absolutely had to draw a clear line between himself and people whose brains were not working properly.
Who knew when he might get dragged into a ditch by him!
Some of the special assistant's actions usually directly represented President Yan's attitude.
Those with quick minds had already begun subtly keeping their distance from that man.
At the very least, they had to make it clear in front of President Yan's eyes and ears that they truly were not in the same camp as him!
And inwardly cursed their bad luck.
Seeing that the man still looked somewhat unconvinced,
the special assistant rolled his eyes internally.
Wasn't he just an old hand who had followed Chairman Yan for years?
Look at President Yan—when had he ever regarded someone more highly just because of seniority?
But none of that showed on his face. He hinted, "Supervisor Liu, the young master is currently in Chairman Yan's office."
Whether Supervisor Liu did it deliberately or not, he said, "Perfect. Since you're embarrassed to tell Xian Jue, Special Assistant, I'll go tell him myself."
"I even held him when he was little."
Almost on reflex, the special assistant hurried forward two steps and blocked his way.
What a joke. He had no idea how terrifying it was to offend the younger brother of a solitary king who only cared about work and family...
The special assistant, who had nearly been sent to Mexico to grow corn because he had failed to strictly review Ji Xi's first proposal, thought so from experience.