Zhuo Yue turned around and looked at the old lady with a face full of resentment, saying in a deep voice, "Grandma, I know what to do. I don't need a special assistant. Besides, what does Ningyue know? She doesn't know anything."
Saying this, he wasn't afraid of hurting anyone's feelings; in his worldview, it was always about telling it like it is.
Ye Ningyue had just started university when she dropped out; before that, she was studying dance.
How does that help him?
Her greatest ability is nothing more than dancing and making the old lady happy.
Grandma wants her to manage the company with him; it's utterly ridiculous. Why not just give the company to her outright?
"Ningyue doesn't understand, but she can learn. Ningyue is such a smart girl. As long as she stays by my side for a while, I'll teach her everything."
"Yue, trust Grandma. Grandma will definitely make Ningyue your most powerful assistant."
The old lady spoke with confidence.
