Chapter 77

"So I hope you can agree to my resignation!"

Upon hearing this, Li Yingjun was first filled with rage.

"Damn it! You actually called him Ouba?!"

"You two aren't even friends right now, how can you use such an intimate term as Ouba for him!"

Li Yingjun was overcome with jealousy.

Then, he heard that Jin Meixiao was determined to resign.

He was completely stunned.

That Jin Meixiao was actually dead set on resigning was simply incomprehensible; he had already softened his stance, after all!

"Why must Secretary Jin be like that?"

"Are you a woman who loves vanity and money?"

"If you think the salary I pay you is too low, then I announce that starting today, your salary will be increased tenfold, and you will be promoted three ranks to become my Chief Secretary, entering the leadership tier!"

"As long as you continue to work well for me from now on, how about it? I'm treating you generously enough, right?"

Li Yingjun spoke in a tone of condescending generosity.

Who would have thought that the more he said this,

the more it stirred up Jin Meixiao’s rebellious spirit.

She wore a firm expression and spoke without hesitation.

"I'm sorry, Chairman Li, I have already made up my mind; I must resign this time! My resignation letter will be on your desk tonight!"

"I hope you find a new secretary to take over my work as soon as possible."

Hearing such heartless words from Jin Meixiao, Li Yingjun was also angered, so he snorted coldly and said.

"Since that's the case, resign if you want to."

"Anyway, you aren't the only secretary in South Korea; I can definitely find someone even better than you!"

"Don't come crying back to beg me when that happens, just like you did 9 years ago."

Hearing this truly infuriated Jin Meixiao.

Because it reminded her of being at her wit's end 9 years ago.

The pathetic state of carrying her associate degree around, submitting resumes everywhere, and being rejected and humiliated time after time.

And that day, she had also been severely reprimanded by Li Yingjun.

Although he later told Jin Meixiao that she had passed the interview and could come to work, she was indeed grateful to Li Yingjun at the time.

Because Li Yingjun had given her a job.

But she had also paid for it with 9 years of her youth.

The debt that needed to be repaid had been repaid.

So now, she didn't need to look at anyone's face.

"If Chairman Li thinks so, that is naturally for the best; then I suppose you won't need me to drive you to work anymore."

"I would like to take a day off today to go back and get some good rest; I wonder if that is possible?"

One must know that in order to serve this extremely narcissistic and arrogant guy, Li Yingjun,

Jin Meixiao hadn't had a single day of rest in nine whole years.

Even a capitalist would shed tears seeing that.

And Li Yingjun was also in a fit of anger at this moment.

Hearing Jin Meixiao's words, he waved his hand without looking back.

"Suit yourself. A perfect man like me isn't going to die just because I don't have a secretary. It just so happens I haven't driven myself in a long time; I'll drive to the company today."

After speaking, he sat in the driver's seat.

As a result, he sat there dazed for a long time, almost forgetting how to start the car.

Seeing this scene, Jin Meixiao couldn't help but laugh in anger.

This guy really was an idiot, completely lacking any ability to take care of himself in daily life.

But thinking that she was about to be liberated, her mood was a little joyful; she didn't even pay attention to Li Yingjun, who was flustered and overwhelmed there.

It was like being reborn.

She no longer had to carry big and small bags in her hands; she could walk on the street without restraint, in control of time that belonged entirely to her.

And Li Yingjun saw Jin Meixiao walking away alone.

He had the heart to chase after her.

But his pride and arrogance made him give up in the end. Finally, after fumbling for a long time, he managed to start the car and could only drive himself to work.

Meanwhile, Chen Daojun, on his way to school,

was also recalling the scenes of his meeting with Jin Meixiao just now.

This beautiful secretary truly fit his aesthetic preferences; it wasn't that he fell in love with everyone he saw, but that Jin Meixiao's ability was too outstanding—she was practically an all-around nanny.

To be able to take that good-for-nothing Li Yingjun, who waited to be fed and clothed,

and serve him so orderly.

It would be a pity not to poach such a woman for his own company.

And he happened to know Jin Meixiao's weakness.

As well as having grasped the Achilles' heel of Li Yingjun's arrogance and low emotional intelligence; as long as he operated a little later on,

and stirred up some trouble between the two of them, he could succeed.

Splitting up this fated pair of protagonists and letting the heroine fall into his own embrace—just thinking about it was exciting.

Driving while thinking about these things,

he soon drove the car into Hancheng University.

And this was his first time driving to school; the previous Chen Daojun had been very low-key, walking everywhere inside the school.

No one knew his family background at all.

But today was different.

Relying on the Lamborghini Veneno, that wildly cool and explosive sports car model,

and that beast-like roar,

he immediately set off a high frequency of head-turning in the school.

Although there were quite a few chaebol heirs at Hancheng University, many often arrived in luxury cars.

But the Lamborghini Veneno was, after all, the top-tier luxury supercar, and it was a newly released global limited edition; many young masters from chaebol families, even if they had the money to buy one, didn't have the connections to acquire it.

Therefore, seeing this luxury supercar brand, which could barely be seen even abroad, drive into the school, many students stopped and watched.

When Chen Daojun performed a very stylish reverse parking maneuver and steadily parked the car in a school spot, and stepped out,

his devilishly handsome face once again caused many female students to watch and exclaim.

"Ouba is really too handsome! Not only is he handsome, but he's also rich; he must be the young master of some chaebol family!"

"I'm so envious; if only I could be his girlfriend."

"Don't dream; these chaebol young masters marry the princesses of neighboring chaebol families. They care about social standing, unless you are exceptionally beautiful."

"And in reality, it's impossible for a commoner girl to be noticed by a chaebol young master; even if they are, it's just for fun. It's impossible to marry into a wealthy family; the probability is too low."

A crowd of students discussed, and some were also amazed.

The national situation in South Korea is different from that of neighboring China; even though they were at Hancheng University, the highest-level institution of learning in South Korea, these proud children of heaven,

after graduation, could only work in the companies of the chaebols; those who were lucky might land a middle-management position.

Those who were unlucky were just bottom-tier laborers in the company.

So they were both envious and in awe of the chaebols.

Chen Daojun, meanwhile, wore sunglasses that covered half his face, especially his eyes.

If he didn't hide his charm,

he feared that all the girls in the school would become fanatical obsessives, causing a disturbance.

It would bring him trouble. Besides, he didn't need these mediocre-looking girls to provide him with Yin-attribute energy.

The parking lot was some distance away from the school's teaching buildings.

Chen Daojun had to pass through several freshman teaching buildings before he could reach the junior teaching building.

And just as he had passed the first freshman teaching building, he saw three girls in a small grove in front of the building, arguing about something.