The boldest thing Shen Nian'an ever did was write a ten-thousand-word post on an anonymous forum, cursing out the second young master of the He family line by line for ruining her internship opportunity.
After posting it and deleting her account, her roommate informed her in a trembling voice that the account had been automatically linked not to the second young master of the He family, but to He Yanzhou, the true head of the He Group.
The man who ruled the business world of Beicheng with an iron fist, and was rumored to hold a grudge against anyone who crossed him, had read her entire diatribe from beginning to end.
Worse, he was not angry. He followed the clues to find her and asked with a smile, "That was pretty good. Is there a sequel?"
Shen Nian'an wanted to run.
But she owed the He Group an astronomical breach-of-contract penalty and had signed a compensation agreement that was practically a contract of servitude. She could not even submit her resignation.
He Yanzhou pushed the agreement in front of her, his tone unnervingly gentle.
"Take your time paying it back. There's no rush. It's not like you can run away anyway."
