Definite Love: Always With You

Chapter 2 An Unexpected Promotion (Part One)

Olivia trailed behind Dick in the corridor, holding up the long Bohemian dress with her both hands

carefully. Dick strode forward at a fast pace while Olivia took small steps, trying hard to catch up with

him.

Looking at herself, she found that the dress was still too long for her even though she was wearing

high-heel shoes.

While Dick's wife looked so graceful in the same dress. They were really a perfect match. "Ouch!"

Distracted by her thoughts, Olivia didn't realize that he stopped abruptly and bumped into him. She

looked around and asked, "Sir, the human resources department is on this floor. Why did you call the

elevator?"

Just then, the elevator dinged and Dick entered it. Seeing her standing there gawking at him with her

bright eyes, he said, "If you want to work here, get in."

Olivia was hesitant as she was still wondering what his plan was. But the elevator wasn't going to wait

for her. She quickly slipped in and murmured glumly, "If you don't get me a job today, I'll keep pestering

you."

Dick snorted and ignored her warning. The elevator stopped on the fifteenth floor.

He walked to the innermost room. The secretary seated at a desk outside the room stood up and said,

"Mr. Dick, the morning meeting will begin in fifteen minutes."

He nodded in acknowledgment and pushed the door open. Olivia smiled at the beautiful secretary and

waved at her amicably. However, the secretary responded with a frosty stare and continued to work.

Olivia shrugged. The secretary was just like her boss. Well, one thing was for sure, he definitely held a

high position at this company. Olivia was about to enter the office when she noticed the sign on the

door, which said 'President'.

Her head was buzzing suddenly. What were the odds! She recalled his photos in the magazine

interview. From NôvelDrama.Org.

"You still have twelve minutes. Close the door." 'Is she awake?' Dick wondered. He was starting to get

testy.

She was stumped. Now she didn't know what to do. She quickly closed the door and stood in front of

his table with an idiotic smile.

Dick put away his documents and looked up at her. Thirty seconds had passed. Her smile was very

pleasant, but she was just standing there dumbly. He asked, "Don't you know why you are here?"

"Oh, yes! I'm sorry." It was not until then that Olivia came to her senses. She hastily opened her bag,

took out her resume, and placed it in front of him neatly.

Dick read her resume carefully. Only the sound of him turning the pages could be heard in the room.

Olivia could not help but feel nervous, as there was no emotion on his face.

"Miss Olivia, you used to be the assistant to the manager in our company's branch office. Why did you

quit? Besides, your boss has written an impressive letter of recommendation for you," Dick asked,

raising his eyes.

Olivia smiled, "I had to return to T city for some personal reasons. But Mr. Chen is excellent. As his

assistant, I have learned a lot from him. We worked well together. The fame and cultural background of

QS Advertising Media Company fascinated me deeply, so I don't want to leave this company no matter

which city I'm in."

"You should know that if you come to the headquarters, your position..."

Seeing that he didn't finish his words, Olivia nodded, catching on quickly, "I understand. I'm willing to

start from the bottom, as long as I have the chance to continue to work here."

Dick put down her resume and turned on his laptop. She couldn't see what he was typing on the

keyboard, and there was no explanation from him either. Olivia became more and more nervous.

Wouldn't he at least give a chance to start from the bottom?

Soon, a sheet of paper appeared on the printer. Dick handed it to her and looked at his watch. "I will

only give you one minute to think about the offer. If you agree, you can stay here. If you are unwilling,

don't say that I don't give you a chance."

The title of the document made Olivia suspicious. What were these "Three Rules" that he had printed

out? What crime had she committed?

First, always remember Dick's position in QS Advertising Media Company.

Second, in view of her good performance at the company branch office, she was being promoted to the

personal assistant of the president.

Third, if she ever dared to tell anybody about what happened in the corridor this morning, she should

immediately resign. If she wasn't able to keep her promise, she would have to face the consequences.

Tossing the paper on the table, Olivia raised her eyes and scowled.

Damn it! This was not a rule, but a clear threat.

"You don't agree? The door is over there." Olivia didn't know how tempting her pink lips were, but Dick

couldn't take his eyes off them. He cleared his throat self-consciously. "Miss Olivia, if you leave here

today, I will make sure you won't get a job in any advertising company in the entire T city," he

threatened coolly.

Olivia was furious but she forced herself to smile. "First, you are Dick, the president of QS Advertising

Media Company. Second, thank you for your appreciation, I will do my job dutifully. Third. I am not

interested in the private lives of other people. This is the first time we have met. Please give me more

guidance."

Dick applauded with satisfaction. "This is my requirement for my private assistant. Don't touch my

taboo. You can start to work tomorrow."

"No problem. Boss, you still have one minute," she reminded him with a sweet smile.

After leaving the headquarters, Olivia was in two minds. She didn't know whether landing this job was a

good thing or a bad thing. No matter what, there was denying that the money would be good. Her

position had risen unexpectedly. She could not help but smile triumphantly, as if the wallet in her pocket

was already full.

She crossed the road and walked into Starbucks, the coffee shop.

She ordered a cup of iced mocha and took a window seat. She took out her phone and opened the

WeChat app. After sending a message to two people, she put her phone down with satisfaction.