Chapter 135 Zhao Yingjun's Password
"It's not that I want you to be my full-time secretary."
Zhao Yingjun then added:
"About this matter... I have actually thought about it a lot."
"To be honest, you have complete financial freedom now. In the future, your quarterly income will even be more than the annual income of many large companies. It is really inappropriate for you to do a job like a secretary. This is why I have been hesitant to mention this matter to you."
"Although you are my subordinate now, in fact from the perspective of the company's survival, you may be the boss of Company X. I have also considered, if you leave Company X... how the company should develop and go. Where to develop. But that has nothing to do with what we are talking about today.”
"We have talked. You said that you have plans to start your own business in the future. You want to learn some business thinking, accumulate some experience, and avoid some detours. I also think this is necessary, and I support you in doing so. And the best learner When it comes to the location of these things... there is no doubt that it is the position of secretary to the president."
"Secretaries, like the president, are exposed to a large amount of business information and even secrets every day. They need to think about choices, trade-offs, and decisions just like the president. Sometimes a small decision may affect the survival of the entire company. These things You can't learn anything in any position...you can only learn from personal experience. Even I, even Chu Shanhe, still have to make progress in many things."
"Since I have finally brought this matter up today, these are also some of my heartfelt words to you. You have helped me a lot during this period, and I should also tell you everything you have learned on your entrepreneurial journey, and share the experience and experience of these years with you. The lessons will be imparted to you."
"So, you can consider this matter. If you have this plan... you might as well try to be my part-time secretary without affecting your daily life and work]"
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Zhao Yingjun said it very sincerely.
Lin Xian had never seen Zhao Yingjun say so many words in one breath. It seemed that she had indeed thought deeply for a long time before speaking out about this long-standing matter in a roundabout way.
She has a point.
From the perspective of others, it is indeed not something that can be said outright for a young and promising corporate father with free wealth to be her secretary.
That's why she seemed worried tonight, and she hesitated to speak.
Maybe she was afraid that Lin Xian would misunderstand him, or that Lin Xian would think he was looking down on him or despising him.
Part-time secretary.
Zhao Yingjun really considered everything comprehensively.
She would not tie up Lin Xian around the clock, but would rather let Lin Xian help her handle some confidential matters that were too busy for her. The rest of the time, Lin Xian was free to control.
It was also thanks to the fact that he had previously established a persona of "wanting to succeed", "wanting to progress", and "wanting to learn" that Zhao Yingjun considered promoting himself to be a secretary...
And Lin Xian.
Been waiting for this moment for a long time.
"my pleasure."
Lin Xian smiled and said:
"I'm honored that you can trust me so much. I believe I can do this job well."
Zhao Yingjun chuckled lightly, turned her head and looked at the colorful night scene on the other side. As if she was relieved, she lowered her arms and put them behind her back, leaning on the railing on the riverside:
"I thought you would refuse."
"Maybe in the past..." Lin Xian said softly:
"But now my thoughts have indeed changed a lot. I really want to learn some real skills, and being your secretary is undoubtedly the fastest way to grow. What do I need to do?"
"You can just go back to your normal job."
Zhao Yingjun turned around and looked at Lin Xian:
"It's just that I may call you more often in the future. Now the company has more and more affairs. I am indeed a little overwhelmed. I can't do many things myself. I will trouble you more in the future."
"There are also some things involving the company's trade secrets that you will gradually come into contact with. I only have one of these things.
A preliminary plan, we can slowly coordinate the specific things later. "
"Of course...if you have time, I'd like you to help me clean the office."
She smiled sheepishly, and the evening breeze blew the broken hair on her temples into her eyes:
"You don't need to clean it every day. When you have free time, it will be good for your mood to have a clean office. Just don't let other people enter the office. As a lesson from the past, it's better to be more careful."
Lin Xian nodded and wrote down:
"I'll try my best to make it happen."
"Ah, by the way, please remember the password for the office password door." Zhao Yingjun rubbed his eyes:
"32375246."
"So complicated? Does it have any special meaning?" Lin Xian originally wanted to take his cell phone and write it down, but he thought it was too confidential, so he had to recite it silently in his mind several times before he could write down this irregular number combination.
He thought there would be some pattern to follow... Why did Zhao Yingjun set such an inexplicable password?
"It doesn't make any sense." Zhao Yingjun smiled slightly:
"Any meaningful password will always be guessed and possibly cracked. But this kind of meaningless password will be relatively safer."
"It's hard to believe, but I set this password at random and it really doesn't make any sense."
"Okay." Lin Xian recited it several times in his mind.
Zhao Yingjun is right.
It’s really hard to remember...
32375246
Compared with guarding against others with this password, I am afraid that the first person to guard against is myself. If you don't review this a few times before going to bed at night, you may forget it when you wake up tomorrow morning.
"Don't worry, I took note of it."
"Don't tell the second person, Lin Xian." Zhao Yingjun stood up from the railing and glanced at the increasingly thick and heavy dark clouds:
"Only you and me know this password."
"I'll keep it a secret."
Lin Xian reassured her:
"After the New Year, you will see a clean and new office."
"Yeah, I'm looking forward to it."
boom! ! ! ! ! !
Another muffled thunder struck, very close, seemingly right above the two of them.
The raindrops fell.
From a drizzle, it quickly turned into large water droplets, pattering down.
"It's raining. Lin Xian, get in the car quickly."
"good."
The two trotted into the car.
The rain came down hard, turning into a thick curtain of water that pressed against the car glass. The front wiper went back and forth as fast as possible, but still couldn't wipe away the rain in time.
"Why did it suddenly rain so heavily?"
"The weather this season...is probably like this."
…
For safety reasons, we drove slowly on the road. It was already close to early morning when we sent Zhao Yingjun home.
"Drive slower on the road."
Zhao Yingjun got off the car and said:
"You don't have a car either. You can drive this car home during the Chinese New Year. It's more convenient."
"This is too high-profile, Mr. Zhao, let's forget it."
Lin Xian shook his head:
"I'd better park the car in the company garage and give you the car keys back to the office."
"I remember you put your car keys in the drawer?"
Zhao Yingjun lowered his head and smiled:
"Lin Xian, you are my secretary. You can decide this kind of thing in the future. When you have time, help me tidy up the office. Remember where everything is placed and plan it carefully."
"OK."
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Buzz——————
The ferocious engine of the Ferrari LaFerrari roared in the heavy rain.
"32375246."
Lin Xian muttered this number amidst the sound of the blinking lights.
"Finally... got it."
A smile crept onto the corner of his mouth, and Lin Xian's heart beat faster, like a V12 engine.
The Genius Club invitation hidden in Zhao Yingjun's office... I can finally see the content on it.
Genius Club...
This mysterious organization that has been hidden in the long history for more than 600 years has finally revealed the tip of the iceberg, at least... we can get a glimpse of its appearance.
It is so mysterious and so powerful.
It is at the center of countless mysteries, spinning the entire black vortex.
Xu Yun.
The cosmological constant is 42.
Xindonghai City.
Moon covered with black hands.
600 years of blank history.
Time, past, future.
Even the safe, CC, Chu Anqing, the bearded man... may be related to this mysterious organization.
Lin Xian never understood why Zhao Yingjun was qualified to receive this invitation letter.
but now……
The answer is close to being revealed...
There is only one step left!
squeak--
The Ferrari was parked in the company's underground garage. The heavy rain had washed away all the dust on its exterior, leaving it looking like new and bright red.
After locking the car, Lin Xian got directly into the elevator and pressed the button for the 22nd floor.
Clang.
Clang.
Clang.
The elevator is extremely quiet at midnight.
The sound of every cable rubbing against the steel buckle was deafening.
It was now past midnight, and there was no one in the entire company. In fact, it doesn't matter even if there is, because now he is Zhao Yingjun's secretary, and it is reasonable for him to appear in Zhao Yingjun's office anytime.
What's more, Zhao Yingjun is a very private person. There are no cameras in the corridor on the 22nd floor, and there is no monitoring equipment in the office.
No one knew what he was going to do.
No one knew what he was doing in Zhao Yingjun's office.
As Zhao Yingjun said...
32375246.
Only the two of them know this password.
Ding----
The sound of the elevator door opening made people particularly anxious.
Lin Xian stepped out of the bright elevator step by step and walked towards the coded door with a blue breathing indicator light flashing in front of him.
The elevator door behind you gradually heals...
The only light was like a rapidly receding tide, quickly shrinking from a fan shape to a thin line, and finally dissipated into the darkness, leaving only the flickering blue light on the password door.
Like a living thing.
Like a heartbeat.
Like breathing.
Like the ups and downs of a lifeline on an electrocardiogram machine.
clatter.
clatter.
clatter.
Lin Xian's leather boots, which were soaked with rainwater, stepped on the dark and matte floor, which was particularly heavy and loud.
For this short distance of more than ten meters, Lin Xian seemed to have walked for several months.
From the first time he saw the invitation letter to finally standing in front of this coded door, it felt like yesterday or three autumns ago.
He held out his right index finger.
Press those eight hard-earned numbers one by one on the PIN pad.
3, 2, 3, 7, 5, 2, 4, 6.
boom!
With a familiar muffled sound, the double-layer password door opened.
Squeak...
Push open the heavy password door.
In front of him, in the dim office, the rainstorm clanged against the French windows.
Even if all the windows were closed,
there seemed to be a unique smell of rain squeezed in from the gaps, and the whole office was filled with a damp rust smell.
There was no light.
There was no moonlight.
Only the bottom edge of the computer monitor, which was off, slowly flashed a white dot of standby.
Boom!!!
A flash of lightning struck, and the whole room was as bright as day, but like the flash of a camera, it was fleeting, and the rain curtain turned into a water curtain climbing on the huge French window, making the outside world blurry.
Da.
Da.
Da.
……
Lin Xian breathed in the damp rusty air, without looking sideways, and walked straight to Zhao Yingjun's desk step by step.
He clearly remembered that the invitation to the Genius Club was in the drawer on the right.
Clatter.
He opened the drawer and flipped it up and down.
Nothing.
Clatter.
He opened another drawer and searched.
Still nothing.
He bent down and opened the filing cabinet next to him.
"Hehe..."
A woman's chuckle suddenly appeared behind him!
Boom! ! ! !
Another lightning bolt struck through the rain curtain, and Lin Xian stood up suddenly!
On the sofa on the side of the office, a woman sitting with her legs crossed and wearing high heels!
She was wearing a windbreaker, and the blue pendant on her ear was floating in the lightning. She looked at this side with a smile:
"Lin Xian, what are you looking for?"