The people sitting in the conference room had a distinctly different air from the employees Jiang Yumiao had encountered in the ground-floor lobby.
Not only were they all formally dressed, but each looked sharper and more capable than the last, carrying themselves with the unmistakable poise of people accustomed to being in charge.
Jiang Yumiao felt like a rookie who had stumbled into a gathering of big shots. Under their scrutiny, he was so nervous he wanted to turn around and run.
Suddenly, Ning Chunchi put an arm around his shoulders. The familiar warmth behind him seemed to have a soothing magic, instantly dispelling the unease hanging over Jiang Yumiao's heart.
He looked up at Ning Chunchi and met his gentle, dark eyes.
Ning Chunchi smiled and said softly, "Don't be nervous. I know you can do a good job."
Jiang Yumiao's lashes fluttered before he smiled as well. "Okay!"
The executives: "..."
Who was this thoughtful, warmhearted alpha? Was this really their refined, restrained, ruthlessly decisive, commanding boss?!
They had seen their share of major occasions, after all. No matter how violently their thoughts churned, their expressions remained composed. Every one of them put on a reserved, indifferent front, as if they truly had no interest in their boss's private life or this newly arrived "executive assistant."
Yet anyone watching closely would notice them occasionally sneaking sideways glances at Jiang Yumiao, whom Ning Chunchi had personally escorted to his seat. Clearly, these executives were far from indifferent; beneath the surface, they were brimming with curiosity.
After settling Little Grape in, Ning Chunchi turned to the department heads, and his expression changed at once. Though he still wore a smile, the tenderness in his eyes vanished, replaced by his usual seemingly cultured but uncompromising demeanor.
Everyone actually breathed a sigh