The main hall of Tian Ai was just as luxurious as that of Thiên Khải, though instead of the dominant jade green tone, they used white.
"I am the secretary of Tian Kai Corporation here to discuss a contract." Judging by her demeanor, one might think she was just there for a casual visit.
"We were informed. Please follow me." Seeing her carefree attitude, it was hard to believe she was a secretary of such a prestigious corporation. "At the end of the main hallway is the boss’s office, please proceed there. Excuse me."
After being granted permission to enter, Trần Thanh Anh pushed the door open. The first thing she noticed was a man with fox-like eyes slightly drooping, his silver hair accentuating the delicate features of his face. His prominent cheekbones didn't detract from his beauty but rather added to the impression of a seasoned warrior. At 26, he was the same age as Bac Minh Duan, and he was the second son of the Mo family, Mo An Nien.
"And you are?" His gentle, warm voice was truly captivating.
"I am the secretary of the president of Tian Kai Corporation." His hands paused on the keyboard as he absorbed her answer. Unable to resist, he looked up, surprise evident on his face. Upon closer inspection, she noticed his grey-black eyes lacked depth, his hair covering part of his face, giving him an overall mysterious look.
"The secretary of...?" He repeated, ensuring he hadn't misheard.
"The president of Tian Kai Corporation." Once she confirmed this, he stood up and walked to a black sofa.
"Please sit." He courteously gestured to the chair opposite him. She complied and took a seat.
"Did that guy send you here?"
"Do you think his mother sent me?" Her response seemed unanticipated. No one expected such a retort, regardless of who was being referred to. It showcased her ability to quickly adapt and turn situations around, a valuable trait in the business world.
"How old are you?"
"Why should I answer a question unrelated to the contract?"
"So, you already know what the contract discussion is about?"
"If you don't want to discuss it today, we can reschedule." Her nonchalant tone was baffling. How did he end up hiring someone like her? It was a mystery.
"We are currently working on an AI heart model project. This matter has been previously discussed between both parties. There have been minor achievements but nothing significant yet."
"Who was in charge of it before?"
"A young scientist, a prominent figure in her field. However, her research was interrupted due to public pressure."
"If it was public pressure, why do you want to continue? This could affect the company’s stock price."
"When AI technology was not yet widely accepted, there was natural skepticism. Now is the right time to advance this project. The research will commence a month after approval in Beijing."
"Alright. If everything has been discussed, my job is just to sign the contract."
This young scientist, what exactly stopped her from continuing her work? If she couldn't withstand public pressure, she wasn't worthy of being called a scientist. Furthermore, the Tran family, who highly valued this project, is a powerful clan among the five great ancient families. Why did they abandon a project they once heavily invested in?
"Is everything settled?" Bac Minh Duan asked as Thanh Anh walked in with a thick file, indicating everything was done.
"Boss, why do you want to continue a project that was once despised by the world?" She asked without hesitation, seemingly well aware of the infamous project.
He didn't answer, just rubbed his furrowed forehead, looking tired. Since she started, less than a week ago, work had noticeably increased. He had assigned her many tasks, yet she hadn't complained. Understanding his exhaustion, she excused herself to work. Her office was right next to his, designed according to her preferences. It was energizing, but no amount of motivation could help her tackle 20 files at once. In the afternoon, she had to attend a charity auction with him. The so-called charity auction was actually a fundraising event, with the proceeds going to charity afterward.