novelones Chapter 542 With such a daughter at home, what more could a husband ask for?
Chapter 542 With such a daughter at home, what more could a husband ask for?
Ye Fan slowly leaned back in the wide, comfortable chair, his gaze fixed intently on the meticulously annotated document before him, a strong, indescribable feeling of emotion and warmth welling up within him.
With such a daughter, what more could a husband ask for?
This girl not only takes meticulous care of him in his daily life, but she is also capable of handling things independently in the business world, supporting him like a pillar of strength!
From serving tea and water, arranging schedules, and dealing with various brokerage and banking bigwigs, to making decisive decisions in the trading room and managing billions of dollars, and now acting as his most professional advisor, filtering, annotating, and analyzing massive amounts of business documents...
He's practically an all-around perfect warrior, with almost no weaknesses!
"Well done." Ye Fan's voice was deep, yet it contained undisguised admiration.
A surge of warmth welled up in his heart, and with a sudden outstretched arm, he pulled Miao Zi's slender yet powerful body back into his arms, holding her firmly on his lap amidst her unexpected gasp.
He couldn't help but reach out and gently pinch her fair, delicate cheek, which was almost poreless, with affection and tenderness.
Under the sweet glow of love, Miao Zi's skin condition is indeed outrageously good.
At this moment, the cool and aloof mature woman's face was tinged with a faint blush, like the finest rouge, and her skin was warm and smooth to the touch, like the finest white jade.
Although the two were already very close, in this office that represented the company's highest authority and where senior executives could knock on the door to report at any time, Miao Zi still felt a little shy and uncomfortable about this "intimacy anytime, anywhere".
She subconsciously shrank her neck, trying to maintain the last bit of "employee duty" composure.
However, when Ye Fan leaned close to her sensitive earlobe and spoke the next sentence in his deep, magnetic voice, with a warm breath, her heart felt as if it had been squeezed hard by something, and it skipped several beats!
"Now that's more like a proper business owner!"
His lips were almost touching her small earlobe, his voice as soft as a feather: "You know how to cherish your husband, protect the home front for me, and share the burden... You've done a great job."
"Boss Lady"!
These three words are more impactful than any limited-edition Hermès Birkin bag!
They were like a bolt of electricity, instantly piercing through the professional armor that Miao Zi had been trying so hard to maintain!
The feigned coolness on her face instantly crumbled, and her heart felt as if a honey pot had been overturned, a dense, almost dizzying sweetness rising within her.
This sweet feeling quickly spread, and even the corners of her eyes and brows couldn't help but be filled with a bright, unconcealable joy. Her fair cheeks were flushed with a rosy glow, making her look delicate and beautiful.
However, her strong professional pride and petty arrogance still made her force herself to hold on, trying her best to raise her swan-like neck and put on a serious, businesslike demeanor, stubbornly retorting:
"President Ye, please have some self-respect! I was simply fulfilling the duties of a chief personal secretary! What 'boss's wife'... don't talk nonsense!"
Looking at her, who was clearly overjoyed and melting into a pool of spring water, yet still trying to appear serious and pretentious, Ye Fan couldn't help but let out a low, pleasant chuckle.
His deep eyes were full of understanding and indulgence, and he considerately refrained from revealing the unspoken, sweet little romance between the two of them.
"Okay, I'll do as Secretary Miao says."
Ye Fan suppressed his smile, nodded seriously, and symbolically patted the document with both hands: "This boss is now starting work."
He deliberately emphasized the word "office," but his eyes were playful as he glanced meaningfully at Miao Zi's still red ear tips before finally turning his gaze to the report in front of him.
Miao Zi pretended not to see his mischievous look, and quietly adjusted to a more comfortable position in his arms. However, her gaze involuntarily fell on the document that embodied her hard work. The smile that she couldn't suppress at the corner of her mouth betrayed her true good mood at this moment.
Ye Fan's slender fingers flipped through the report in his hand, his expression focused, a faint, approving smile playing on his lips.
It must be admitted that none of these industry elites, whom he recruited at great expense, trained at top universities at home and abroad, and who were able to carve out a place for themselves in the cruel business jungle, are mediocre talents who are just filling in the gaps.
Film and Television Investment Department (Gu Yuejia), Publicity and Distribution Department, Artist Management Department...
The reports submitted by the heads of various departments were not only meticulously researched in terms of recent market dynamics, user preferences, and policy trends, but also contained data that was so accurate it was outrageous.
What's even more remarkable is that their words are imbued with their sharp and unique insights honed through years of experience in the cutthroat world of entertainment, directly addressing the industry's pain points and core opportunities. They are truly incisive and penetrating.
In addition, Miao Zi's previous second screening and annotation were as precise as a top surgeon's operation.
Using different colored highlighters and dense annotations, she precisely eliminated all the flowery and empty rhetoric and vague assumptions, leaving only the most core, incisive, and crucial information that decision-makers need to pay attention to.
It directly built an "information superhighway" for Ye Fan, leading directly to the core.
This maximized Ye Fan's information acquisition efficiency, making the entire review process exceptionally efficient and almost enjoyable.
While Ye Fan was intently reviewing the documents, his pen leaving scratching marks on the paper, Miao Zi was not idle either.
She quietly walked around to the back of the large boss's chair and stretched out her beautiful hands, which were soft and boneless, yet had a certain resilience and strength from years of typing on keyboards and processing documents.
With just the right amount of pressure, her slender, fair fingertips pressed precisely on Ye Fan's slightly stiff shoulder and neck muscles. Her skillful and gentle touch massaged his taut tendons, as if smoothing out the wrinkles on a piece of fine silk.
In the spacious office, all that could be heard was the rustling of Ye Fan turning the pages, the occasional soft rustling of turning the heavy folders, and the distant sound of the wind whistling between the tall buildings outside the window, filtered through the glass.
It was tranquil, yet filled with an invisible sense of power that seemed to control the entire situation.
Miao Zi lowered her head slightly, her gaze following Ye Fan's straight, mountain-like nose to his sharply defined profile.
Her originally clear and bright eyes gradually became tinged with a hazy, dreamlike light, like a thin mist shrouding the surface of a lake.
She had to admit that, stripped of his usual cynical, lazy, and carefree exterior, Ye Fan, now immersed in building and examining the blueprint for his business empire, strategizing, manipulating events, and commanding the world, exuded a powerful, focused, and controlling masculine aura that was like fine aged liquor, possessing a fatal attraction.