"How could this happen... how could this happen..." Yang Xiangming's face turned ashen as she shook her head incessantly. "Isn't he just an assistant? Isn't he just an assistant?"
"Just an ordinary assistant?" Zhang Congjun looked at her with disdain. "That's why they say women are shortsighted despite their long hair! Let me educate you right now; the special assistant to the president of Shengshi Heavenly is equivalent to the position of a group's deputy general manager, with benefits that are even better than those of a deputy general manager. Not to mention how generous Seventh Master Jian is to his right-hand man, gifting villas for birthdays, shops for holidays, and manors. If we were to talk about net worth, even the other young masters from the Jian family's collateral branches don't have a higher net worth than Xiao Ying, understand?"