After the Harem Novel’s Female Lead was Spoiled by the Comments - Chapter 25

Inside the car, Xiao Chen, who had shifted back into work mode, handed a tablet to Yan Qingwen and said, “President Yan, you mentioned earlier that you wanted to hire a new secretary specifically to organize and report on matters regarding the new industrial park. Many people have been interviewed recently, and these are the candidates who passed the second round. Would you like to proceed with the final one-on-one interview, or…?”

As a titan of industry, the Yan Group owns more than a dozen mines and dozens of industrial parks. The daily workload requiring Yan Qingwen’s direct attention is immense; consequently, in addition to her assistant Xiao Chen, Yan Qingwen has several secretaries.

Recently, one secretary went on maternity leave just as the Yan Group opened its newest industrial park. With the other secretaries stretched thin, Yan Qingwen arranged for HR to recruit another secretary.

Yan Qingwen skimmed through the resumes, her gaze finally stopping on a candidate named “Qi Zange.”

Xiao Chen, possessing a sharp mind, noticed her gaze and immediately introduced her: “Qi Zange, a native of City C, twenty-four years old. She’s a high achiever who graduated from Oxford University at the age of twenty. Before graduating, she interned at the renowned LGM Group and successfully became a full-time employee. After working there for two years, she was headhunted by Qi’an Technology with a high salary. Two months ago, due to internal equity and property disputes at Qi’an Technology, she refused to take the side of the ‘Crown Prince’ and was squeezed out…”

“A native of City C.” Yan Qingwen was now particularly sensitive to people and matters related to City C.

Xiao Chen, not understanding the underlying reason, nodded: “Yes. She is also an orphan who studied through financial aid. Because of her intelligence and diligence, she skipped several grades and successfully entered Oxford. She is highly capable, and because she has experience in high-tech industries, she would be an excellent talent for the Yan Group.”

The executive secretaries at the Yan Group are all highly capable talents, and they generally do not stay in that position for long; typically, after three to five years, those with outstanding performance are promoted directly to senior management roles. Therefore, a saying circulates within the group: the Secretary’s Office is a pond where carps leap over the Dragon Gate. Thus, it wasn’t necessarily a waste of talent for an Oxford graduate to work as a secretary here.

Yan Qingwen lowered her eyes in thought, her index finger tapping the tablet. After a long silence, she said, “After I return, arrange a round of one-on-one interviews. I will interview her personally.”

Hearing this, Xiao Chen knew that the choice for the new secretary was likely settled.

…

After Yan Qingwen left on her business trip, Wen Hebai was not idle. She proactively contacted her manager. The moment the manager picked up the phone, she was moved to tears: “Princess, you’re finally willing to answer your phone?!”

Wen Hebai heard that over the past few days, her manager had been running around cleaning up after her, and the phones from investors, advertisers, and film crews hadn’t stopped ringing. She said sincerely, “You’ve worked hard, Sister Song.”

On the other end, the manager sighed: “I haven’t worked hard; I just have a hard life! You’d better come back and see me for the last time while I still have a breath left.”

Wen Hebai was highly amused.

The manager erupted into a scolding fit.

“Alright, the three-day marriage leave is over. I’ll be back tomorrow.”

After soothing her manager and confirming her upcoming schedule, Wen Hebai pulled out her phone and began browsing an adult products specialty store.

She had put some items in her cart before but never had the chance to place the order. Now the opportunity had come. However, the sizes didn’t seem quite right; she still had to pick them out again.

“This one can actually vibrate, suck, and spray water; the functions are so complete…” Lost in her exploration of this new world, Wen Hebai didn’t notice the sky had turned dark. Just as she placed her order, a call popped up on her phone, making her jump.

Finding it wasn’t Yan Qingwen, she felt relieved but also a bit disappointed. Yan Qingwen should have stepped off the plane by now—why hadn’t she reported her safety?

Recallng the words President Yan said after they finished—all physical, no heart—Wen Hebai curled her lip and answered the phone in a bad mood: “Hello?”

“Fourth Miss, the person you asked me to watch has made a move.”

…

Having just stepped off her flight due to a delay, Yan Qingwen declined the drinking invitations from the branch office’s top management and went directly to her reserved five-star hotel to rest.

Tomorrow’s opening ceremony would involve not only news media but also provincial and municipal leaders. After all, this high-tech industrial park was a project worth tens of billions, capable of injecting new vitality into City T’s economy. Never mind the Mayor; even the provincial top official would attend.

Yan Qingwen had to ensure tomorrow’s ceremony went smoothly.

While busy, her private inbox suddenly received an email.

She had a work email and a private email; work was for work, and private was for personal matters. Very few people knew her private address.

Spam? If it were, it should have been intercepted and automatically moved to the trash.

Yan Qingwen pondered for a moment before opening the email. She found several photos of Wen Hebai entering and leaving a bar.

Taken by a paparazzi? What was the point of sending them to her? Yan Qingwen was perplexed.

She had Xiao Chen contact the group’s white-hat hackers to track the sender’s information.

Before long, the hackers provided feedback: the sender’s IP was fake. When they were about to track down the host system, they encountered a massive counterattack and had to terminate further investigation.

Although they didn’t identify the sender, it could be determined that the opponent was an organized and disciplined hacker group.

A few photos alone wouldn’t have been enough to catch Yan Qingwen’s attention, but after hearing about the power behind them, she suddenly thought: Could someone be trying to use Wen Hebai to threaten her?

At this thought, Yan Qingwen felt a chill in her heart and immediately called Wen Hebai.

However, the ringing lasted for five seconds without an answer. The decisive Yan Qingwen didn’t waste time waiting; she called Wen Hebu directly.

The call was answered quickly: “Qingwen, it’s so late. Is something the matter?”

Yan Qingwen ignored the intimate form of address and asked, “President Wen, do you know how to find Hebai in the shortest time possible?”

Wen Hebu sharply sensed something: “Has something happened?”

Yan Qingwen paused for a second.

She wasn’t sure who was out to harm Wen Hebai, but people with such significant power and a conflict of interest with either Wen Hebai or herself were mostly concentrated among the elite and wealthy of City K. Therefore, she couldn’t let too many people know about this to avoid alerting the enemy.

Even though the person was Wen Hebai’s biological sister, Yan Qingwen couldn’t grant her 100% trust. She said, “I couldn’t get through to her phone.”

Wen Hebu: “…”

Did the sisters-in-law have a falling out?

Yan Qingwen added, “But I heard she went to the ‘Yi Qi’ bar… I’m still in City T. Can you help me find her?”

She had seen the name of the bar in the photos. She mentioned it to see what kind of reaction Wen Hebu would have; only after confirming Wen Hebu wasn’t compromised could she feel safe revealing more information.

Hearing the information, Wen Hebu actually sighed in relief and laughed: “If she’s at the Yi Qi bar, she’ll be fine.”

Remembering that this sister-in-law of hers had never even touched the door of a bar, she added, “That bar has excellent security and places great importance on guest privacy. Electronic devices, hidden cameras, or recording equipment cannot be brought inside. That’s why you haven’t been able to get in touch with Little Bai in time.”

Yan Qingwen’s furrowed brow relaxed.

On the other end of the phone, Wen Hebu, having imagined something inappropriate, suddenly reacted and explained hurriedly: “That bar is very clean. Little Bai must have had something urgent to go there for. I’ll have someone help you find her immediately!”

She nearly caused an emotional crisis between the couple—thankfully she was quick-witted!