Chapter 1778: Zirui as the Tea-Serving Guy

Sheng Hanyu was extremely concerned about Zirui's plans after graduation; he was still pinning his hopes on his son changing his mind and returning to the company.

If Zirui agreed to return to the company, he could even take a step back and agree to the marriage between Zirui and Qi Shishi.

It was mainly because he had no choice but to back down; he truly couldn't control him!

But Shi Youxuan did not care.

She said the situation was of his own making, so he should solve it himself and not count on her.

But right now, he still had to count on her; her husband's pride was truly too great, and he could never let it go.

He had been like this for most of his life, so there was no point in expecting him to change, and thus only Shi Youxuan could step forward to talk.

She sat down beside her son, and before she could even speak, Zirui said, "Mom, is Dad trying to ask about my plans after graduation? He's too embarrassed to ask me directly, so he sent you over?"

Zirui was indeed the one most like her husband in personality.

The father and son understood each other perfectly; they were right every time they guessed.

But Shi Youxuan would not admit it.

She could undermine her husband's pride, but others could not, not even their own son!

She patted her son on the head and scolded, "Nonsense, your dad is asking because he cares about you; what does that have to do with being embarrassed or not? Asking you to come home—are you getting too big for your boots?"

"Hehe, Mom, I was wrong."

"It's good that you know you're wrong; don't do it again next time. Now tell me, you're about to start your internship, what are your plans?"

Zirui:...

Which part of what he said was wrong?

Fine, talking back to his mother was wrong.

He answered truthfully, "I don't plan on going to graduate school; I've already found a place to intern. I'm going to the Ministry of Commerce."

"The Ministry of Commerce?"

"Yes, what do you think?"

This question didn't actually need to be asked; Shi Youxuan thought it was very good.

When he first started changing his major, the family members had indeed all opposed it, but working at the Ministry of Commerce was different; it was still related to business, but it was much better than just doing business alone.

"Very good, work hard."

"You agree?"

Shi Youxuan said brazenly, "Of course, your dad and I both agree."

Sheng Hanyu, who was hiding behind the door eavesdropping:...

He was eavesdropping, and it was very hard work; his wife had sold him out so easily?

What happened to the promise of husband and wife being of one mind?

Sure enough, whenever his wife suddenly became understanding, nothing good ever came of it.

He was incredibly annoyed, but Zirui was overjoyed.

"Thank you, Mom, thank you, Dad."

He said the second half of the sentence very loudly, so even if he wanted to pretend he didn't hear it, he couldn't.

Sheng Hanyu walked in, his face hanging low: "What are you shouting for? Your grandparents are light sleepers; what if you wake them up?"

Zirui apologized: "Yes, I was wrong. Please sit down; I still have some questions I'd like to ask you for advice on."

This gave Sheng Hanyu a lot of face, and his expression looked much better.

"This isn't the place to talk; let's go to the Study."

The father and son went to the Study, but Shi Youxuan didn't follow; she stuck her tongue out at her husband's back and made a face: "So obsessed with face that you suffer for it, serves you right."

Turning back, she discovered Yueyue was imitating her...

The Ministry of Commerce.

Zirui was busy.

He sorted the tea, coffee, milk, and lemon water in front of him into categories on the service cart, preparing to push it to the front.

That's right, the job Zirui was doing at the Ministry of Commerce was serving tea and pouring water.

This was different from his initial expectations.

When he was in Country A, he would secretly meet with Kang Qingru several times a week, and even if they couldn't meet in person, they communicated frequently on WeChat; the two of them got along like friends across generations, and Kang Qingru had also taught him quite a few things.

Although he had kept his promise and hadn't told anyone about their acquaintance, Zirui subconsciously believed that the Minister would treat him differently from the other interns.

But now he felt he had thought too much; it seemed they were all the same.

He had been interning at the Ministry of Commerce for half a month, and he hadn't seen Kang Qingru once.

Although their contact and communication on WeChat continued as usual, it had nothing to do with his work.

The two of them had gone from being superior and subordinate to being internet friends!

Kang Qingru didn't bring it up, and Zirui didn't bring up work matters either.

During the day, he worked conscientiously, and even if it was a trivial matter, he completed it seriously.

There were quite a few other interns who came at the same time as him.

Some were exhausted and left, while others used family connections to transfer to easier or more important departments; half a month had passed, and now Sheng Zirui was the only intern left in the pantry.

He didn't show the slightest dissatisfaction and continued doing what he was supposed to do.

He pushed the small cart out.

"Brother Wang, your coffee, half sugar, no milk."

"Thanks."

Brother Wang took the coffee and nodded with satisfaction.

He drank coffee at specific times; he liked more milk and full sugar in his morning coffee. He had to shoulder the day's caloric expenditure in the morning, so he had to add milk and extra sugar.

But in the afternoon, no milk is added, and the sugar is halved.

If he happens to be working overtime, it changes again; coffee is replaced with milk, and it must be hot to be good.

There are dozens of people in the office, and he alone has so many requirements; the interns can never remember them all and often deliver the wrong thing.

Xiao Wang has a short temper, and if you deliver the wrong thing, you get scolded.

There must be at least eighty, if not a hundred, interns who have been scolded away by him, and the number of those who were scolded to tears or argued with him is countless.

Among so many interns, the one he is most satisfied with is Zirui.

He has never made a mistake even once; although it is a small matter, he does it very seriously, and he is very satisfied.

Xiao Wang even wishes that this intern would stay in the pantry serving tea and water forever.

Zirui does not know what he is thinking, so he politely replies, "You are too kind," and then continues to busy himself with his work.

"Sister Annie, your coffee."

"Brother Song, your tea, Biluochun."

"Xiao Wang, your Longjing."

"Sister Huang, I saw that your stomach was a bit uncomfortable yesterday, so today I took the liberty of changing your coffee to hot milk."

"Thank you, little Sheng."

Sister Huang takes the milk very gratefully.

With dozens of people in the office, everyone is taken care of, and everyone's work efficiency has also been greatly improved.

In addition to serving tea, pouring water, and delivering boxed lunches, Zirui also handles things like answering phones, receiving faxes, and printing documents clearly and efficiently.

He is so busy in the large office that his feet barely touch the ground, never imagining that behind the glass, several pairs of eyes are watching him.

"Minister Kang, this young man is not bad, but isn't he unqualified to be your Secretary? I'm afraid there will be criticism..."

The person speaking hasn't finished their sentence before being interrupted by the Minister: "Criticism is normal. If he can't even withstand a little criticism, how will he accept greater challenges in the future? Alright, this matter is settled; you announce it on Monday."

He finishes speaking and turns to leave.

The person beside Minister Kang is the Office Director; he sighs, takes another look at the large office, and shakes his head helplessly.

The position of Secretary to the Minister of Commerce is one that many people are jealous of, yet it has just been handed to this kid so easily.

He had originally wanted to arrange for his own relative to be the Secretary by the Minister's side, but unfortunately, before he could even bring it up, this idea had already died.