104: Chapter 104 They're both assistants, but this one is the real professional!

This was the first time Xia Ning had heard the title "Assistant Xia."

At Oak Company, other colleagues all called her "Little Xia."

As Qin Xun's personal steward, she not only had to be responsible for writing various materials for him, but also had to manage his entire day's schedule, business trips, transportation, accommodation, and receiving guests.

Uh...

It had a bit of the feel of a Chief Eunuch from ancient times; although the power was great, the title "Chief" didn't seem very glorious.

Therefore, people in the company generally didn't call her "Assistant Xia."

If the tone of the title "Assistant Xia" was slightly off, it would make people feel slighted.

Xia Ning looked at the woman before her who seemed to always wear a smile, making people feel relaxed and pleasant, yet she inexplicably felt a bit... repelled.

Xia Ning looked at An Ke and responded with a smile.

"Hello!"

An Ke's expression was serene.

Xia Ning looked at the smile on An Ke's face.

Suddenly thinking of Qin Xun's evaluation of her—"Abbess Miejue"—she couldn't help but feel a bit annoyed. She walked to the conference room refrigerator, grabbed a bottle of water, and handed it to An Ke.

"Thank you, Sister Ning!"

An Ke took it, unscrewed the cap, and took a light sip.

Xia Ning immediately caught that she had changed the form of address; she had swapped out "Assistant Xia," and it wasn't even "Sister Xia," but the closer-sounding "Sister Ning."

Xia Ning hesitated for a moment and asked.

"How old are you?"

An Ke was stunned.

"I... twenty-two. Why?"

Xia Ning: "..."

"It's nothing."

That chattering brat Song Ying was younger than her, so she just had to accept it.

How was it that this An Ke, who looked steady and experienced, was also younger than her?

Twenty-four, was she really that old?

An Ke looked at Xia Ning, smiled lightly, placed the mineral water in her hand on the coffee table, and slowly walked toward Qin Xun, who was sitting behind the desk.

After standing still beside Qin Xun, she gently grasped her left index finger with her right hand and placed it in front of her lower abdomen, presenting an elegant and polite posture.

An Ke smiled and asked.

"Mr. Qin, please don't blame me for being impatient, but this 10 million in brand marketing expenses might really be the last dance for Dudu Tea."

She paused for a moment, observed that Qin Xun did not look displeased, and then continued.

"So... I want to know how far along the planning proposal is."

"I need to report to Mr. Qian every day."

After saying this, she revealed a soft smile.

Qin Xun looked up at An Ke and saw the smile on her face.

He knew this was a professional smile, and he knew it might be faked; he even suspected she was an elegant, quiet green tea.

But... this kind of smile really made people feel very comfortable!

Qin Xun replied.

"The proposal will be done in 10 minutes."

"Wait a moment."

An Ke's face revealed a hint of a pleasantly surprised smile.

"So Mr. Qin was prepared all along; it's already reached the finishing stages."

She had accompanied Qian Yunfa on many planning proposals before and knew that a project, from inspiration to writing, and then polishing into a mature proposal...

…took at least three to five days, or as long as several months.

When Qin Xun was negotiating with Mr. Qian just now, he had an overbearing attitude, saying he had the full proposal in his mind.

Perhaps this was his negotiation tactic.

Actually... he took it very seriously.

Before the negotiation, he had already been writing the proposal.

While she was thinking this, An Ke saw Qin Xun create a new blank document on his desktop and write down the subject.

[Dudu Tea Last Dance Proposal]

An Ke: "Uh..."

So it was written on the spot?

10 minutes?

But this title...

I used the phrase "last dance" in my wording just now, and he wrote down "last dance"; wouldn't that be a bit inauspicious?

...

An Ke's face still held a smile, staring intently at Qin Xun.

Qin Xun twisted his neck, cracked his knuckles with a pop, and suddenly his expression became stern.

Let's go!

Qin Xun's fingers began to "play the piano" on the keyboard, unleashing the speed he used to flame friends in games, fully displaying the style of a Zaun madman.

One line.

Two lines.

Three lines.

...

An Ke watched from the side, unable to help but be stunned; it wasn't until Qin Xun finished writing a page that she realized her lack of composure.

Staring at someone writing a proposal, just like staring at someone writing an essay, was a very impolite behavior.

According to a certain celebrity, "This is the same as being watched while using the bathroom; it's easy to get constipated."

But Qin Xun was completely unaffected; his fingertips danced on the keyboard, and lines of text flowed out like a waterfall.

An Ke's gaze fell on Qin Xun's face, seeing his eyes bright and spirited, his face slightly flushed, and a thin layer of sweat on his forehead.

She quickly turned around, her footsteps as light as a kitten, and tiptoed over to Xia Ning, who was sitting on the sofa.

She leaned over slightly, with a smile on her face, and asked in a very low voice.

"Sister Ning, may I use your refrigerator?"

Xia Ning nodded.

"Feel free."

An Ke smiled lightly, walked to the refrigerator in the office, opened the door, tested the mineral water bottles one by one with the back of her hand, and finally picked one out.

She gently unscrewed the mineral water bottle cap, slowly walked back to Qin Xun's side, and placed the water on the table.

Throughout the whole process, whether opening the refrigerator door, unscrewing the cap, or placing the water on the table, she didn't make a single sound.

Xia Ning watched all of this and suddenly felt...

Compared to An Ke, I, a little assistant who pulls her boss's hair at every turn, seem really... incompetent?

Uh... no!

I am Qin Xun's boss!

...

Five minutes later.

Qin Xun heavily struck the last key, let out a long sigh, and subconsciously picked up the mineral water by the table and took a big gulp.

The ice-cold water was refreshing.

He sighed softly.

"Refreshing!"

An Ke took out an individually packaged wet wipe from her pocket, tore open the packaging, and handed it over.

Qin Xun was stunned, took it, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and quietly raised his eyebrows at Xia Ning.

Xia Ning was stunned.

She saw Qin Xun's expression and seemed to hear the roar in his heart.

It was probably something like this.

"Little Xia, look at her!"

Xia Ning glanced at An Ke and narrowed her eyes slightly.

She had a feeling that her position as "little assistant" was in jeopardy.

An Ke smiled, looking at Qin Xun, her voice full of admiration.

"Mr. Qin is truly lightning fast!"

Qin Xun was in a good mood and laughed.

"I do everything very quickly!"

After saying this, he felt it was inappropriate and restated it.

"I do most things very quickly!"

Xia Ning coldly glanced at Qin Xun. Based on her understanding of Qin Xun, she felt that the remaining small portion, those things that weren't fast, definitely weren't anything good.

An Ke, however, was as pure as plain water, her face still wearing a gentle smile.

"Then I will learn a lot and gain experience by following Qin Xun these next few days!"

But she was calculating in her heart.

Should she write "Qin Xun likes to make obscure dirty jokes" in her memo?

Qin Xun smiled and sent the completed proposal to Xia Ning.

"Xia Ning, I've sent the proposal to you!"

"You send it to Assistant An."

Saying this, he looked at the smiling An Ke.

"Assistant An, once you receive it, you can send it to Mr. Qian."

An Ke looked at Qin Xun, then at Xia Ning, and finally her gaze returned to Qin Xun's face.

"Mr. Qin, how about we add each other's contact information?"

"You can send it directly to me?"

Qin Xun subconsciously glanced at Xia Ning.

But he saw Xia Ning's slightly cold gaze looking over, and she said slowly.

"If you want to add her, then add her. Why are you looking at me?"