"Director Chen, you called for me?" Zhao Bing entered, a look of confusion on his face.
Chen Feng didn't ask him whether he had come in that morning, instead, he pointed to a stack of documents beside him and said, "Could you sort these documents for me first? I'm quite busy right now, and among the finance department, you seem to be the most available."
A gleam of joy appeared in Zhao Bing's eyes. This was indeed a rare and golden opportunity.
Zhao Bing carried the documents to a nearby table and began to categorize and arrange them.
Chen Feng watched Zhao Bing's practiced movements, a dark flash passing through his eyes. He hadn't expected Zhao Bing to be someone who played dumb while concealing his capability. He had thought him to be a newcomer who knew nothing, but the orderly and methodical way he moved clearly showed his experience.
"Zhao Bing, you've been with the company for a few months now," Chen Feng said with a smile. "How do you feel about it?"
