"Alright." Sun Dasheng waved his hand, and Wu Xiaoli understood him perfectly, bringing over the stamp.
"Okay, sorry to trouble you for the trip." Sun Dasheng was quite pleased with this young secretary.
His secretaries were all competent professionals, not just pretty faces.
Of course, it wasn't always like this.
Initially, there were those who tried to read the boss's mind, hoping to please him, bringing along quite a few decorative faces.
However, they later realized the boss didn't seem to have an interest in that.
It's uncertain whether it was a matter of not mixing business with pleasure, or some other concern.
Anyway, he hadn't gotten involved with any of the attractive secretaries around him.
Gradually, those useless decorative secretaries were reassigned to other positions, and the replacements, while attractive, were also capable.
After all, with so many subsidiaries under him, if the secretarial department were full of slackers, it would be disastrous.
