Yang Xiaorong's abilities were mediocre; she couldn't identify many high-quality projects and didn't bring much profit to the company.
Only because she was a veteran employee did Zhou Xun and Xiao Su of Puling turn a blind eye.
And recently, she became pregnant. Already worried about being forced to take annual leave, Yang Xiaorong was reluctant to give up her current supervisor position, yet didn't want to go out and work hard like the younger employees.
After all, the salary difference between a supervisor and an employee was significant.
She thought she could hold on until she gave birth, but who could have imagined that the company would suddenly be acquired by Haotian Investment?
With a new owner, could she still be so content? She had been worrying about this for the past few days. Although her previous company was good, at least she had a relaxed supervisor position with high pay and little work.
Now that the company was a large one, the competition was much fiercer. As an expectant mother, she couldn't compete with the younger employees; she had become accustomed to her comfort zone.
Soon, a knock sounded at the door.
Hearing the authoritative voice from inside, Yang Xiaorong, already flustered and anxious, panicked even more.
However, she still had some common sense. If they really wanted to fire her, they wouldn't have asked her to come see the big boss.
The HR department would have notified her directly.
Yang Xiaorong had some guesses in her mind.
She pushed open the door and saw Zhao Tianhao reclining in his boss's chair, his feet propped up on the desk.
He was just staring blankly at her. Yang Xiaorong felt immense pressure from the person in charge.
She couldn't help but want to submit.
After closing the door, Yang Xiaorong hurriedly bowed and greeted him, "Chairman Zhao."
After greeting him, Yang Xiaorong didn't hear a response from Zhao Tianhao. She didn't dare to look up, remaining bent over, head bowed, staring at the ground.
She could feel a burning gaze fixed on her.
Zhao Tianhao wasn't in a hurry to hypnotize Yang Xiaorong; playing with workplace unspoken rules was quite interesting.
Seeing Yang Xiaorong struggling and trembling, Zhao Tianhao spoke, "Do you know why I came to see you?"
"No, I don't know," Yang Xiaorong stammered, startled by Zhao Tianhao's words.
"Really don't know?" Zhao Tianhao asked with amusement.
"No, I don't know," Yang Xiaorong replied tremulously.
"Look up at me," Zhao Tianhao said, a sigh of relief washing over her.
She straightened up and looked at Zhao Tianhao, but upon meeting his gaze, his imposing eyes and superior aura seemed to crush her; she almost collapsed.
"I've looked at your resume. To be honest, I'm very curious why you were able to become a manager at your previous company."
"I..." Yang Xiaorong's face turned pale; she didn't know how to explain. Those within the company know their own situation. Staying in one's comfort zone for too long naturally diminishes the ambition to discover new projects and promising industries.
"Answer me."
"I…I don't know," Yang Xiaorong stammered.
"Don't know, or are you pretending not to know? You're fired," Zhao Tianhao sneered.
"No, no, Chairman Zhao, please, I really can't live without this job. Please don't fire me, please, as long as you don't fire me, I'll do anything. I'll go back and find projects, I'll definitely bring profits to the company, please!" Hearing that she was going to be fired was like the last straw; Yang Xiaorong broke down and knelt on the ground, begging Zhao Tianhao.
"Does the company need one more project? Besides, I don't believe you really have the ability to find good projects right now." "Chairman Zhao, please, I'll do anything, please don't fire me," Yang Xiaorong pleaded with Zhao Tianhao, tears streaming down her face.
Anyone who didn't know better would think Zhao Tianhao had done something to Yang Xiaorong. Of course, while nothing serious had happened yet, who knew what might happen next?
Looking at the tearful, pitiful Yang Xiaorong, Zhao Tianhao felt no guilt, but rather a thrill.
"You just said you'd do anything," Zhao Tianhao said slowly, looking at Yang Xiaorong.
"Yes, I can," Yang Xiaorong replied through gritted teeth, despite a bad feeling in her heart.
"How about you become my assistant? Being a supervisor is definitely not suitable; that should be given to someone capable."
"Really?" Yang Xiaorong was surprised. Such a good thing! Being a boss's assistant was much better than being a junior supervisor.
"I meant a personal assistant," Zhao Tianhao said, looking at Yang Xiaorong.
"Life assistant," Yang Xiaorong repeated, then suddenly understood what he meant. She stammered to Zhao Tianhao, "Chairman Zhao, I'm married, and I'm pregnant."
"Hmm," Zhao Tianhao uttered a curt "So what?"
Yang Xiaorong stared at Zhao Tianhao in disbelief. She hadn't expected the legendary business figure he'd been portrayed as such a twisted character. He even had his eye on a pregnant married woman.
Seeing Yang Xiaorong's apparent shock, Zhao Tianhao continued, "Your salary is three times what you'd get as a supervisor. Of course, if you serve me well, there will be bonuses. It's all consensual. Think it over. If you're not willing, then pretend I didn't say anything. You can leave and go to HR to process your resignation."
Yang Xiaorong wanted to storm off with an air of righteous indignation. But she couldn't. If she had the confidence and ability, she would have taken maternity leave long ago. Why would she be here today, being humiliated by Zhao Tianhao?
She wanted to agree, but couldn't bring herself to say no.
"Three seconds. Tell me your choice. I'm busy. I don't have time to watch you agonize over this. Are you putting on a show for me?" Zhao Tianhao didn't give Yang Xiaorong time to think and urged her directly.
"I...I choose to be your personal assistant," Yang Xiaorong stated her choice crisply.
Zhao Tianhao smiled. Just as she had guessed.
"Crawl over here."
Hearing such humiliating words, Yang Xiaorong felt a pang of pain. She could already imagine that her future days might not be pleasant, but at the same time, a strange sense of excitement and pleasure surged within her.
Yang Xiaorong was startled and quickly suppressed it, inwardly cursing herself for being so pathetic, feeling pleasure from being humiliated.
If Zhao Tianhao knew Yang Xiaorong's feelings, he wouldn't think there was anything wrong with it. Women are inherently submissive, born to be conquered by men.
"What are you still dawdling about?" Zhao Tianhao's urging voice interrupted Yang Xiaorong's thoughts. She snapped back to reality, realizing she had been lost in thought.
Hearing Zhao Tianhao's impatient voice, Yang Xiaorong awkwardly knelt and crawled slowly towards him.
She kept her head down, afraid to look at Zhao Tianhao, lest she see the humiliating look in his eyes.
After reaching Zhao Tianhao's chair, he put his foot down.
"Take off my shoes," he said. Yang Xiaorong hesitated, about to use her hands, when Zhao Tianhao interrupted, "With your mouth."
Hearing these shameful and insulting words, Yang Xiaorong still didn't refuse. Zhao Tianhao smiled mockingly. She was indeed a born slut, the stuff of a sex toy.
Yang Xiaorong pressed herself against Zhao Tianhao's high-end custom-made leather shoes.
Her fair face pressed against Zhao Tianhao's foot, her small mouth biting one side of the leather shoe, her nose pressed tightly against the sock at Zhao Tianhao's ankle. However, Zhao Tianhao didn't have an athlete's foot, so she couldn't smell any odor, only the distinctive masculine scent and sweat of a man, which Yang Xiaorong didn't find offensive.
After struggling to remove the shoe, Zhao Tianhao extended his other foot. Having some experience, Yang Xiaorong seemed to have unlocked some kind of talent, quickly removing the second shoe as well.
After the shoes were off, it was time for the socks. Having removed the shoes with her mouth, Yang Xiaorong had no resistance to removing the socks with her mouth.
She pressed her nose against Zhao Tianhao's heel, biting the corner of the sock behind the heel, and pulled it off easily.
Zhao Tianhao was wearing ankle socks; not to mention using her mouth, she could easily remove them by simply rubbing them with her nose.
After removing the shoes and socks, Yang Xiaorong looked up at Zhao Tianhao, as if waiting for some instruction. Look at her dedication! She's even more enthusiastic than Zhao Tianhao was during hypnosis.
Zhao Tianhao gestured for her to take off her pants.
Zhao Tianhao unbuckled his belt, and Yang Xiaorong, kneeling on the ground, straightened up.
She easily pulled off his pants by biting them, followed by his underwear.
Seeing the large bulge under his underwear, Yang Xiaorong's breathing involuntarily quickened.