Wei Yumeng felt the man's aura change, but she had to admit that this matter did involve her, and she wouldn't deny it.
"Tell me how to take responsibility, and I'll do as you say."
Seeing the girl before him, clearly terrified but with a pale little face that remained stubborn and resolute, Zhan Mohan's thin lips curved into a smile. He gradually approached her. Wei Yumeng nervously retreated and accidentally fell onto the bed. She gripped the edge of the bed tightly, staring anxiously at the man before her.
"Mr. Zhan, can you not stand so close to me? I can barely breathe."
Zhan Mohan's narrow, cold eyes glanced at her, his arrogance making Wei Yumeng involuntarily shrink back.
His icy fingertips held her chin. The man's unique scent sprayed onto her face, causing her to tremble all over.
"Tomorrow, you will find this business partner. I don't care what method you use, but you will salvage the project for me."
His tone was commanding, leaving no room for refusal.
Facing his sharp, forceful gaze and the cold aura radiating from him, Wei Yumeng found herself without the courage to resist.
She blinked her bright eyes. "I'll go tomorrow."
Zhan Mohan said no more. He then tossed a stack of documents at her.
"And this, finish it immediately."
Wei Yumeng looked at the mountain of documents and her heart sank. It was already very late. Finishing these would surely take until midnight.
The next morning, she still had to wake up early to make him breakfast.
Zhan Mohan saw her reluctance and reminded her coldly.
"Don't try any tricks. They won't work with me."
"Under your watchful eye, I wouldn't dare do anything," Wei Yumeng felt her heart race and a sense of apprehension just by looking at him.
"You better not!" The man opened the door, his back disappearing from Wei Yumeng's sight.
Wei Yumeng looked at the desk full of documents. She opened one and saw they were all translations. She shrugged helplessly and buried herself in the work.
By the time she finished, it was already one in the morning. She was starving. She decided to make something simple to eat, fill her stomach, and then sleep so she could face a new day tomorrow.
She tidied the documents and placed them on the desk, making it convenient for Zhan Mohan to check them when he returned.
She entered the kitchen and opened the refrigerator. There were plenty of ingredients. Of course, a wealthy family would not lack food.
She didn't want to take anything too expensive, so she simply cooked herself a bowl of noodles. Holding the fragrant noodles, she sat at the dining table. She picked up her chopsticks and suddenly felt that she could do it again.
Indeed, good food was the best cure.
Just as she was about to eat, Zhan Mohan appeared before her without her knowing, startling her.
"Mr. Zhan, why are you here?"
His sudden appearance almost scared her to death.
Zhan Mohan's expression was calm, his eyes exuding arrogance. The European-style chandelier above illuminated him, making him look even more handsome.
"Are the documents all translated?"
"Yes, they're all translated," Wei Yumeng nodded.
After that, they fell silent. The atmosphere became inexplicably awkward. Wei Yumeng followed Zhan Mohan's gaze to the bowl of noodles before her. She had a feeling Zhan Mohan was coveting her noodles.
She tentatively pushed the bowl of noodles towards Zhan Mohan.
"Mr. Zhan, would you like some?"
Zhan Mohan's gaze was intense, a hint of longing in his dark eyes, yet he coldly refused.
"No need. There's still something to tell you. Now..."
"Well, since there's something to tell me, you should eat something first. We can talk while you eat. I'll get you a clean bowl."
Wei Yumeng quickly got up and walked towards the kitchen. Zhan Mohan paused. When had he agreed to eat her noodles?
Such an impulsive woman.
Wei Yumeng took a bowl and, while using clean chopsticks to pick up noodles for him, said,
"I haven't started eating yet, so don't worry about me having eaten. It was my fault for losing that project. I will find a way to make up for it."
Hearing this, Zhan Mohan's previously stern eyes gradually softened.
Wei Yumeng pushed the bowl towards him. "Mine might not be very tasty, Mr. Zhan, please bear with it."
"I've eaten worse," Zhan Mohan replied indifferently, then picked up his chopsticks. After tasting a few bites, he seemed to have discovered a new world.
He had never tasted anything like it before, especially the minced meat, which was fragrant and had a good chew.
Wei Yumeng cupped her face, looking at him with anticipation.
"How is it?"
"Average," Zhan Mohan's evaluation was fair.
Wei Yumeng pouted. It was clearly delicious, and he ate it so quickly. This man was truly arrogant, even stingy with his compliments.
She picked up her chopsticks and stirred the noodles in her bowl. Ignoring Zhan Mohan, she began to eat herself.
After she finished, she noticed that there wasn't even a drop of soup left in Zhan Mohan's bowl. Her heart instantly filled with joy.
Didn't he say it was average? Such a man of contradictions.
Zhan Mohan took a napkin and elegantly wiped his mouth, his expression still indifferent.
"Think about how to salvage that project when you have time. I will send you the other party's information to your phone."
"Yes."
Zhan Mohan returned to his room, sat by the window, pondered for a moment, and then called Fang Xun.
"Does our company have a need for a translator and logistics staff recently?"
"Yes, but these two positions are separate."
A translator and logistics were two different levels.
"I have a candidate here. Make arrangements and combine the translator and logistics roles."
He had just reviewed the documents translated and organized by Wei Yumeng. There wasn't a single error, and every line was clearly annotated.
It was as if she treated him like an idiot, afraid he wouldn't understand.
Fang Xun was puzzled and cautiously asked, "May I know who Mr. Zhan has chosen..."
"Wei Yumeng."
"The Madam!" This greatly surprised Fang Xun. He had investigated Wei Yumeng's background before and hadn't realized she was so capable in this area.
Otherwise, Mr. Zhan wouldn't have personally selected her. This was an honor few could receive.
"It seems our company currently doesn't have anyone proficient in this language. Let Wei Yumeng take on the role. Also, our company recently held a bidding conference. Cancel the opportunity for the Wei family."
"Understood." Fang Xun couldn't help but secretly sweat for the Wei family. This Wei family was truly going to suffer.
The next day, as dawn broke, Wei Yumeng was fully alert as she washed up and put on makeup. After going downstairs to prepare breakfast, she intended to ask Zhan Mohan for the business partner's information.
As she pushed open the door, she saw a scene that was unbelievable to her...