Song Yan lay sprawled on the desk, her vision filled with a mounting pile of various documents she couldn't understand.
The Secretary-General stood before her, reporting today's schedule. She tugged at the leaves of a jade plant, one after another, until as the Secretary-General finished, she nearly stripped the plant bare.
"Chairman, this is your itinerary for today." After finishing his report, the Secretary-General stood respectfully to one side awaiting instructions, his heart twitching as he looked at the litter of leaves on the desk. That was the old chairman's favorite plant, and he had always taken personal care of it. Now it had been subjected to such mistreatment?
Song Yan was getting drowsy listening to this. Bored, she spun her pen around and began, "Tell HR to hire someone for me."
The Secretary-General asked, "Chairman, may I ask what position you are looking to fill?"
