The CEO’s Pet Cat

The secretary rubbed the spot that hurt from Asher’s large, slender, strong hand, when the elevator doors dinged open, and he asked Asher to go down first, then followed himself, and the two headed for Asher’s office.

“Master Jun, I know you don’t care what has been done to our company, but you have to think about me, you haven’t been back for so long, and the employees underneath have been pressing me for someone when they can’t see you.”

Asher held his forehead in depression, feeling that maybe he had really failed a little bit before, “Can’t you guys live without me, although that thing with Lina will really affect us a lot, but I’m not here, will you guys discuss the solution first to delay the truth a little bit!”

Standing aggrieved, the secretary casually made Asher a cup of coffee and explained, “I think Riina has been premeditating for a long time, it’s not that we didn’t put up resistance, it’s just that the offensive over there is so fierce that it’s hard enough to keep the company running right now.”

Asher frowned at the thought, it seemed that not only had he been on guard against Riina, but Riina’s family business side had been salivating over their company for a long time, but unfortunately he didn’t have time to play this game of chance with them right now, so he had to let the company’s situation just hang on for now.Content © copyrighted by NôvelDrama.Org.

Asher knocked on the table and suddenly looked up and smiled wickedly at the secretary, his tone was unquestionable, “Well then, I’m really sorry, but I’ll still have to bother you to support me for a while longer, I actually just came back with some business to do, but it has nothing to do with the company.”

The secretary’s hand shaking unsteadily with his coffee cup, he wailed, “What, Master Jun what the hell do you mean, do you think I’m a robot?”

Asher looked at him with a raised eyebrow, “You can get a raise, you decide how much, as long as you work honestly.”

The secretary was quiet for a moment, his small eyes radiating gold worship as he looked at Asher’s expression and decided to lionize him, “Then I demand a tenfold increase in my current salary.”

Asher almost spat blood, but he was now counting on the reliable man who had been following him around, and he nodded icily on his face, while in reality he was secretly thinking of shredding the secretary into pieces.

The secretary gave a cheer, the exhaustion around him seemed to be cleansed by Asher’s promise, he was immediately motivated, stood at attention to Asher, saluted jokingly and said, “No problem, don’t worry old man, I’ll take care of everything.”

Asher sighed and did a reassessment of his vision once again, how had he not realized before that the secretary was such a gold-digger, he should have known to let him work more and increase his salary before, after all, money was really a small Kiss to Asher.

Of course, that’s just what Asher is thinking right now, after his phone beeps and he picks it up to answer it, he then gets depressed again that money is very important now.

Because the bank called him and said that all the funds provided to him by the Jun family had been frozen, it didn’t take any thinking to know that this must be something Grandpa Jun had done, Asher clenched his fists tightly, his forehead bruised, he didn’t expect his grandfather to be so desperate and use this method to force him.

But Asher couldn’t be the president of such a large corporation if he could be threatened by such things. Asher maintains his iceberg mask, which is almost cracked, and decides to follow his previous plan and solve the difficult problems step by step, starting with the problem of Mia, which has been distracting him.

He frowned and instructed his secretary, “I asked you to investigate about Lina before, Mia’s miscarriage five years ago is related to her, now you investigate more carefully based on the information you got before, I want the full truth about Mia’s miscarriage matter.”

The secretary put down the information she was continually putting together in her hands and looked up at Asher, her thinning eyebrows furrowed as she said, “This is not a good thing to investigate, is it possible to ask someone outside the company to do it?”

Asher didn’t care what means were actually used, he just wanted the fastest possible results, so he nodded, “Whatever you want, I just want the fastest possible results, the means just don’t have to be too drastic.”

The secretary’s small eyes narrowed and her smile produced a mouthful of wicked white teeth, “Yes, Master Jun you can rest assured that I will have the results for you by this evening.”

Asher watched inexplicably as the secretary smiled so lewdly and winced slightly at how he felt the secretary was plotting something wickedly obscene again, but he did answer like he heard, so he nodded and gave a soft hmm.

Asher’s office had cubicles that were arranged to rival the bedrooms of a five-star hotel, and he lay on his back on the magnificent king-size bed, finally getting a brief moment of peace.

Although he had been muddling around at home for the past few days, either eating or sleeping, his head had been strewn with all sorts of things, and there had never been a moment when he could truly rest his mind. Now that he had planned out his future and made up his mind, he could finally rest in peace for a while.

Asher is just waiting for the results of the secretary’s investigation and then produces the evidence to show Mia, thinking that if he can explain to Mia what happened five years ago and the press conference, the matter can be successfully debunked and he and Mia can make up.

Soon Asher drifted off to sleep, a very sweet sleep, but not because Asher hadn’t dreamed; his weak body was unusually active, and he dreamed of the good old days with Mia, where there was no suspicion or quarrel, and everything was as good as it had been in the beginning.

It was the secretary’s voice that woke him up and Asher opened his eyes to see that it was dark and the expensive wall clock on the wall was ticking away at 7:30 p. m.

The secretary placed a plate of appetizing looking fancy meals on the bedside table and asked Asher, “I’ve prepared dinner for you, should I use it here or take it to the table outside?”

Asher cried and laughed, he was a man and not sick or suffering, how would he want to stay in bed and eat, although the bed did have a very convenient bed dining table and other things designed into it, he would never use either.

“On the outside table, how are things checking out?” Asher rubbed the corner of his forehead and got up, the soft quilt slipping to the floor with his movement, the secretary returning it to the bed with a hook of his toe.

“Check it out, watch it while you eat, I made a video file, guaranteed surprises, I was stunned when I saw it.” The secretary’s tone was tinged with incredulity, which got Asher’s interest up.

He walked quickly to the outer room and said, “Read the paper first, something for later.”

The secretary, however, didn’t listen to him and set the computer with the documents on the table where the dinner plates were already placed, pushing Asher to sit at the table with a very concerned tone, “I know about your previous hunger strike, and looking at your current depressed state, you haven’t eaten anything until now, have you? I’ve specially prepared porridge points for you, all things that don’t harm your stomach, you need to eat some.”

Asher was forgiving for the secretary who was both a friend and a subordinate, which if someone else had disobeyed him, he was bound to be not at all angry, but at this moment he obeyed the secretary’s movements and sat down at the table, picked up the spoon and took a sip of the porridge and nodded, “Good, thank you.”

The secretary’s face flushed, a scene that was particularly bizarre on a large man like him, and he sat down on the other side to fiddle with his computer as he casually replied, “You’re welcome, I’m still counting on you for dinner.”

Soon the secretary had the investigation all sorted out and he decided to show Asher a video first.

Asher watched the dim light of the video suspiciously, as the sound of footsteps got closer he saw a figure appear on the empty midnight street, the night breeze swirling the white plastic bags with a clattering sound, the moment he saw the back, Asher paused in his movement to bring porridge to his mouth.

From the back, it looked like the man in the video was clearly him, but Asher’s memory was always good, and he was pretty sure that he had never been on this street before.

Asher froze for a moment as the man in the video had turned into a path beyond the camera and was no longer visible; it was supposed to be a piece of footage from the street that had been pulled by the secretary.

“Does it look familiar, I was mistaken for someone else when I looked at it.” The secretary sat dangling to one side, approving various company documents in his hands, taking Asher’s large seal by the way and snapping it onto the documents he had done a good job of approving.

Asher frowned, “See, it’s a lot like me, what’s going on?”

The secretary laughed, “That’s the truth you’re looking for, this man is a hidden, very skilled man.”

Asher huffed, “A resemblance to my back is a technicality?”

A small cross rose on the secretary’s forehead, “Of course not, his greatest strength is his ability to mimic your speech.”

Asher, who had also been exposed to many strange people, heard the secretary say this and immediately understood that it was Leena who had arranged for this man to impersonate him, and he asked, “Where is this man now, and has he been found?”

With a haughty toss of her head, the secretary’s head full of dandruff rustled down and a disgusted Asher immediately dropped the spoon in his hand and pushed his plate aside, unable to eat any more.

“Of course I found it, and without looking at who I am, this man has now been brought to our company for you.”

Asher smiled with satisfaction, “You’re pretty efficient, where is the person? I’ll go meet.”

The secretary pointed in the direction of next door and said, “I confiscated all his communication devices and locked him up next door, he made a lot of noise at first, but now he’s quiet and probably wants to open up.”

Asher was filled with black lines, “I didn’t ask you to kidnap anyone, if word of this gets out, I guess I won’t have to hang around, my reputation couldn’t be worse.”

The secretary was unimpressed and bristled, “You don’t need to be guilty of this, your reputation is as bad as it can be right now, resign yourself to your fate.”