The CEO of Yanhuang…
Li Qiao glanced sideways at Zhuifeng, whose brows and eyes were practically dripping with smugness. Her words said one thing, but her tone clearly meant another. "Wow, you're really impressive!"
"Ah, you flatter me." Zhuifeng waved his hand modestly, though the look he cast at Li Qiao was growing hotter by the second.
In this restless world, wealth and status were a man's best weapons. And Zhuifeng truly believed—he was just that exceptional.
At that moment, Li Qiao slowly adjusted her posture, leaning casually against the wall. Her gaze dropped to her phone as she asked offhandedly, "So Mr. Zhuifeng, if you're the CEO of Yanhuang… what about Lord Yan? What's his role in the company?"
The moment those words left her lips, Li Qiao sensed a subtle yet sharp change in the air—a flicker of danger coming from Zhuifeng.
It lasted only a second, gone before it fully took hold.
Zhuifeng's eyes darkened as he stared at Li Qiao. The playful smile on his face faded, replaced by a cold, warning edge. "Miss, it's good to be curious… but some things are better left unasked."
As one of the Four Assistants, the thing they hated most was anyone—no matter how casually—probing into Lord Yan's affairs.
It was strictly forbidden.
But Li Qiao just raised an eyebrow at his sudden shift, meeting his gaze with a lazy grin. "Just asking. No need to get so worked up. I'm just a broke student—it's natural to be a little curious about a giant like Yanhuang Group, right?"
Still a student?
Zhuifeng rubbed his nose awkwardly and gave her a once-over. Then his tone changed, becoming more interested. "You're still in school?"
"Mm, about to graduate," Li Qiao replied, putting on a wistful face. "Still haven't landed an internship."
Zhuifeng's eyebrows lifted. He leaned in a bit closer, grinning suggestively. "Wanna intern at Yanhuang?"
Li Qiao looked up at him, her big deer-like eyes sparkling with surprise and awe. She played the part of a flattered schoolgirl perfectly. "Really? You'd let me?"
"Of course! Absolutely!"
Zhuifeng felt like he'd just been shot in the heart by her dazzling smile.
He was floating. Or maybe his knees just went weak.
This girl… when she smiled, she really lit up the world.
…
Ten minutes later, Li Qiao returned to the central courtyard of the corridor. Ahead, Li Yan was deep in discussion with Director Liu about the details of a famous painting deal.
Apparently, the legendary art mogul had fallen right into Director Liu's trap. The piece "The Reaper" had just been successfully purchased by Li Yan for a staggering 30 million USD.
On the way back, Li Yan was still lost in the euphoria of his big win.
As the streetlights outside flickered through the car window, something in his peripheral vision caught his eye—Li Qiao was clutching a small card in her palm.
"What's that?" Li Yan reached over, tugging at her wrist to get a better look.
Before he could fully examine it, Li Qiao replied casually, "A business card from a dumbass."
Li Yan furrowed his brows. When he looked down at the card, the name really did sound a bit dumb. Surname—Zhui?
"This guy's… the executive officer of Yanhuang Group?"
Li Yan was stunned.
Forget executive officer—even being an assistant to someone in Yanhuang Group was already out of reach for most people.
And yet his precious sister had just strolled through the gallery hallway… and bumped into the executive officer of Yanhuang Group?
What kind of divine opportunity was this—did Nüwa herself arrange it?
"What'd he give you his business card for?" Li Yan glanced suspiciously at Li Qiao's profile.
Li Qiao rested her chin on one hand, pulling her gaze back from the street view outside the window. She looked at the card and let out a faint, amused smile. "He needs an assistant. And I just happen to need internship experience."
More precisely—she needed a chance to get into Yanhuang Group.