In his own company, there are skilled people hidden everywhere, yet as the CEO, he hadn't noticed. He's quite negligent.
"Alright, leave this matter to me. You've worked hard, remember to go back and rest early," Jeremy Rivers' concerned voice came through clearly.
"I'm not tired, I just had a bowl of love noodles, and now I'm full of energy," Chad Yakov said teasingly, holding the telephone.
"Jeremy, aren't you curious who cooked for me?"
You know, normally if it's not himself cooking, it's Jeremy Rivers.
Now someone has taken his place, and it's the woman he likes. Should he say Jeremy owed him in his past life? Or is it fate?
"I heard you hired a new secretary. I was a bit puzzled, because you usually don't like having someone by your side during work. So your so-called secretary is actually your private chef?"
Jeremy Rivers could only shake his head helplessly at his buddy's unexpected behavior.
