Thank you for the invitation. I just got out of a Rolls-Royce, with a monthly salary of 3,000, but my boss is in the top ten of Forbes. I, Jian Xing, an ordinary social worker, was suddenly called into the office one day by the chairman of the group (an old man with a smile) and entrusted with an important task - parachuted into the president's office and became the chief special assistant to the new president Lu Chen. Good news: The annual salary will be doubled directly by twenty times, you can fish with salary, and the boss is still a handsome guy! Bad news: My real KPI is to be the chairman's eyeliner, monitor the legendary heir who "may lose control at any time" 24 hours a day, and regularly submit the "President's Words and Behavior Observation Report". On the first day he took office, Lu Chen cornered me in a corner, his peach-blossom eyes slightly narrowed, and his thin lips parted slightly: "I heard that you were sent by grandpa to supervise me?" Me: (°Д°)!? Is this so direct! On the outside I was as calm as an old dog, but on the inside I was screaming like crazy: Help! Is my undercover career about to end before it even begins? Jian Xing, a master of workplace survival and a dramatist, squeezed out two tears on the spot and choked up: "Mr. Lu, you misunderstood. I am just sent by the chairman to assist you. I have an eighty-year-old mother and a cat that is waiting to be fed. I..." Lu Chen raised his eyebrows and smiled, interrupting my performance: "Okay, remember to write the report vividly, otherwise grandpa will look boring." Me: "?" From then on, my daily work routine became—— Lu Chen: "The weather is nice today, let's go buy that amusement park that is about to close down in the west of the city." I wrote quickly: "The president's decision is illogical, he is suspected of being addicted to the merry-go-round, and the risk level of losing control is: high risk" The next day,
