Assistant secretary.

It sounded like a very high position, but to put it bluntly, it was to help the secretary to do some hard work.

As for the secretary, they were suffering on behalf of the president. When it came to the assistant secretary, that would be even more miserable.

For example, on the first day of work, Minerva had been running up and down. She had been receiving Linda's instructions. In any case, if there were three hours of work in the morning, Minerva did not stay in the secretary's office for two and a half hours. She was running around, delivering documents everywhere.

A big group...

The workload was just not the same.

When she finally had the chance to sit down, Linda took another particularly thick document to let her familiarize herself with the work.

Minerva sat on the sofa, opened the files and read them silently.

When she went to deliver the documents in the morning, she ran to the wrong place because she was not very familiar with it. If she delivered documents like this everyday in the future, her workload would decrease if she was familiar with the environment.

It was just that....

Minerva turned over the document and frowned. According to what she did in this position, it seemed that... she had no chance to get close to Maddox at all.

Alas.

Thinking back to their meeting at the elevator entrance three days ago, Minerva began to ponder.

At that time, she had already told Maddox that she was going to apply for the job of assistant secretary, but he did not order her not to come to the company. What was going on?

Did he deliberately go easy on her? Or was it that... he didn't care about this at all?

After thinking about it, she felt that it was more likely to be the latter.

After all, her position did not pose much of a threat to Maddox as she would usually not be able to see him even once.

The only one who could see Maddox was his secretary, Linda. She could be considered the middleman between him and his staff. She would take over everything, and then sort out the information and report to Maddox.

As for the orders from him, they were also passed on by Linda.

She thought about it; it was true that she would not have the chance to get close to Maddox in the future.

If she had no chance to get close to him, how could she stimulate him to regain his memory?

Suddenly, her expression became very annoyed.

"It's time for lunch. Aren't you going downstairs for lunch?"

Suddenly, a question came from above her head. She lifted her head, only to see that Linda was standing in front of her.

She seemed to have packed up and was carrying the keys.

"Linda?"

"It's time for lunch."

Only then did Minerva come to her senses. She looked down at the time on her wristwatch. It was really time to get off work.

"Hey, you are really diligent. You haven't complained. You must be very tired after running for a whole morning, right? Take a break and then go eat." "Thank you, Linda."

She closed the document. Linda was not eating at the company because she had to go home to cook for her child. She would only return to work at one o'clock in the afternoon.

Minerva was the only person when she went back. She was too lazy to run back and forth, so she planned on going to the canteen for a meal.

As soon as she walked to the elevator, she met a familiar person.

"Lolita?"

"Minerva?" Lolita saw her and walked over with a surprised look on her face. "You've finally come. Let's go down to the canteen to eat."

Minerva asked, "Were you waiting for me?"

"That's right. I was trying to see if I could come over and try my luck. I didn't expect that I could really meet you."

Minerva didn't know how to respond.

"She had come to my building to wait for me. How could she not meet me?" Minerva thought. However, seeing that Lolita really did need someone to accompany her, she finally opened her mouth and said, "Let's go down for lunch." "Okay, I know where the canteen is. I'll take you there."

They entered the elevator. After Lolita pressed the button, she asked Minerva from time to time, "Are you tired? Is it hard to get along with the secretary? I heard that one of the interviewers that day was the secretary, right?"

Lolita kept asking questions like a curious baby.

"Well, the older one was."

"Well, it seems that I'm right. Then how about, that young...'

"Oh, right." Minerva interrupted her and smiled faintly. "Why did you come to me?"

Lolita seemed to be a little embarrassed. She bit her lower lip and said, "I... I don't dare to go to the canteen alone. There are too many people there, so I thought that since you are also from Hidalgo, why don't I come to see you and we can go together."

Upon hearing her words, Minerva frowned slightly. Her behavior was really weird.

"Haven't you ever worked before?"

"I've been working." Lolita nodded. When she saw her knitted eyebrows, she thought Minerva was abandoning her so she hurried to explain, "Don't get me wrong. I'm not sucking up to you. I've worked before, but I've been working in Hidalgo. This is my first time abroad and I... I'm not so good at French. I think these foreigners look so fierce and difficult to get along with."

So that was what it was.

No wonder she always wanted to stay together with her.

Soon, the elevator stopped. As soon as the door opened, Minerva walked out. Lolita followed behind her, looking a little nervous. She was looking around and looked a little bit funny.

In the end, Minerva still showed her mercy and brought her to lunch. When the two of them finally found a place to sit down, Lolita said gratefully, "Thank you, Minerva. Without you, I wouldn't even know how long I'd have to wait."

Minerva also noticed that she was not being modest. Lolita's French was indeed not very good. That was because she had said quite a few wrong names when she ordered the dishes just now and she even stammered.

It was hard to imagine that she dared to work abroad alone with such poor language skills.

"Why... Why did you come to work abroad?"

Lolita picked up a vegetable and put it into her mouth. "You must think that my French is not good, but why did I go abroad to work? In fact... That's the reason. I want to train myself, otherwise, my family will always laugh at me. I want to prove myself!"

So that was the reason. She came here to study and she should have run away after being made fun of, but she had no money at all.

Minerva smiled and drank a mouthful of soup. She didn't continue to say anything else.

When she was eating, she had been thinking about Maddox's problem.

As long as she was free, her mind would be filled with thoughts on how to stimulate him to make him regain his memories faster.

She remained lost in her thoughts for most of the meal. After lunch, Lolita proposed to go downstairs to have a look as they still had time.

However, after running for an entire morning, Minerva was already tired. She remembered that there was a sofa in the secretary's office and she wanted to go over to rest. Hence, she rejected Lolita.

After arriving at the secretary's office, Minerva sat on the sofa, took off her shoes, and curled up. She rubbed her calves with her hands.

She hadn't run like this for a long time and her calves were sore.

While she was rubbing her legs, the phone in the secretary's office suddenly rang.

Minerva was startled before standing up to receive the call.

A cold male voice came from the phone.

"Bring me a cup of coffee."

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