"Master, are you really not joking?"
After hearing Xuanyuan Wuji's words, the Golden Chief Secretary Xiao Yu was utterly dumbfounded. His face turned pale, and he walked straight up to his impressive master before confirming with him again.
"Do you think I look like I'm joking?" Upon hearing Xiao Yu's question, Xuanyuan Wuji's handsome face also darkened a bit.
"Master, this doesn't make sense. I'm just a secretary, I really can't handle so much work." Xiao Yu said, on the verge of tears.
"I didn't say I would leave all the group's affairs for you to handle. If you really encounter something you can't deal with, just contact me." President Xuanyuan Wuji lightly patted Xiao Yu's shoulder, still insistent.
In the end, Xuanyuan Wuji added, "I won't treat you unfairly either. If you do well, I'll give you a raise—double, oh, no, triple. How's that?"
The financially powerful president directly resorted to both carrot and stick, cough cough, well, just the carrot, without the stick.
