Throughout the entire meeting, she not only took down all the minutes, but when they referenced certain figures, she could state the numbers accurately without even needing to flip through her documents.
Few people could earn Fu Yunting’s recognition, but today, Sheng Yuyue had once again broken Fu Yunting’s precedent.
At times like this, Katie seemed rather unremarkable.
Her role throughout had been limited to passing documents and jotting down key points.
The meeting lasted four hours before the specific details of the collaboration were finally settled.
Sheng Yuyue felt she was on the verge of hypoglycemia, so grateful that she nearly wanted to abandon Fu Yunting and run off to find something to eat.
Fu Yunting was the first to rise from his seat, and Sheng Yuyue immediately followed suit, ready to leave.
Joseph hurriedly escorted them to the elevator lobby.
“Fu, let’s have dinner together tonight—bring along your beautiful secretary.”
Fu Yunting stood with his hands in his pockets, a faint hint of a smile on his face, yet his eyes carried a crisp, cold sharpness.
Joseph’s heart fluttered with unease under his gaze, but the intangible allure Sheng Yuyue held over him was even harder to resist.
Such frivolous affairs between men and women were hardly unusual in their country, L.
Otherwise, how could someone as plain as Katie have stayed working by his side for so long?
But comparing the two today, Katie instantly became dull and uninteresting.
A woman like Sheng Yuyue—seductive in appearance and exceptional in her work—
was exactly the kind every man would want to pin beneath him and lavish with affection, wasn’t she?
The elevator doors opened, and Fu Yunting walked straight in.
Just as everyone assumed Fu Yunting would decline the dinner invitation, he spoke at a leisurely pace.
“I will be there promptly.”
Hearing this, Joseph smiled and waved them off.
The elevator doors closed, and only then did Fu Yunting glance sideways at the woman standing beside him.
This woman certainly had nerves of steel.
As for tonight’s dinner, Joseph’s intentions were clearly less than honorable.
Given Sheng Yuyue’s intelligence and perceptiveness, she must have known very well what she might face tonight.
But not only did she appear completely unconcerned, she even casually studied her own reflection in the elevator mirror.
Fu Yunting realized that over these past few days, Sheng Yuyue had repeatedly reshaped his understanding of her.
It seemed that with every encounter, she revealed a different side.
He wondered just how many more unknown facets of her were waiting for him to discover.
That evening, Fu Yunting and Sheng Yuyue arrived promptly at the restaurant Joseph had reserved.
This time, Katie did not accompany them—only Joseph was waiting alone in the restaurant.
Sheng Yuyue sat beside Fu Yunting, while Joseph sat across from him.
His gaze fixed on Sheng Yuyue without the slightest pretense, like a starving wolf eyeing a piece of fat meat.
Sheng Yuyue showed no fear either, still smiling brightly as she raised her wine glass to clink with Joseph.
“Here’s to a successful collaboration.”
“Here’s to a successful collaboration.”
“Here’s to a successful collaboration.”
The three took a sip of red wine before beginning their meal.
“Fu, why isn’t Assistant Song here this time?”
Joseph’s gaze shifted back and forth between the two.
From his experience, he could immediately sense something unusual between Fu Yunting and Sheng Yuyue.
He had observed Song Qi’s attitude toward Fu Yunting—clearly familiar, yet still carrying an air of reverence.
But Sheng Yuyue, as a secretary, showed none of that deference toward her superior, and Fu Yunting didn’t seem to find anything wrong with it.
This was the biggest problem of all.
Joseph watched the two of them cutting their steaks with almost perfectly synchronized movements, his eyes narrowing slightly, a hint of unreadable meaning flickering in his gaze.
Interesting!!