Domination of the Aristocratic Dynasty After a Body Swap with the CEO

Chapter 60

Song JinXing didn't get the call he was waiting for. Instead, he first received the folder Zhong Ruanxing had tidied up and sent over.0

Song JinXing opened the folder and found that she had categorized the files clearly: "Meeting Minutes," "Project Progress," "Financial Statements This Week," "Business Cooperation," and so on, very easy to understand at a glance.0

Of course these couldn't have been done by Tong Ling. Zhong Ruanxing didn't know much about economics yet, but she was perfectly capable as a secretary.0

She sent over a "Exhausted" emoji:0

- Reply after reading. These all need to be dealt with tomorrow. I have to fly to Shanghai early tomorrow morning for a seminar.0

No wonder she hadn't gone online to see the news about herself today. She must have been run off her feet.0

By comparison, he was relatively relaxed.0

The pressures and workload faced daily by a president of a company were not something ordinary people could withstand. Song JinXing had not realized this before. Perhaps it was because he was a natural fit for the business world, and handling business matters came easily to him.0

But just think about those subordinates in the company who worked overtime every day and complained daily. Not everyone was like him, possessing strong self-control and superior intelligence, able to handle any amount of work with ease.0

For her, this role reversal was actually more difficult.0

But she hadn't objected even once from the very beginning.0

From the moment he had calmly made all the arrangements, Zhong Ruanxing had just been in a state of acceptance.0

She had given up her beloved acting career and plunged instead into a completely unfamiliar field. When she didn't understand financial terminology, she studied it herself, and when she couldn't comprehend the reports, she asked him for help.0

Facing the unknown always induces panic in people. He was able to calmly accept all this without any pressure at all, unafraid of the complete change in his surroundings, because he was ill. His mental illness made him lonely, but also strong.0

But Zhong Ruanxing?0

Song JinXing suddenly realized that she had accepted all this entirely relying on her own resilience and optimistic personality.0

She was far tougher than he had imagined.0

After so many years of ups and downs in the entertainment industry, her stress tolerance was no worse than his.0

He stopped the action of sending a voice message and replied with a text message instead:0

- I've finished processing them and will send them to you. Go rest first, review them tomorrow morning.0

Zhong Ruanxing was exhausted indeed. She sent back a good night emoji and immediately fell asleep. When she woke up the next morning and looked at her phone, there were indeed files he had sent in WeChat, sent at 11pm last night.0

Zhong Ruanxing secretly clicked her tongue in admiration. As expected of an Ivy League top student, she thought he would have to stay up until dawn to finish so much work. She didn't expect him to get it all done in less than two hours.0

After breakfast, Fu Ling called: "Boss, the car is ready. Shall we go to the airport now?"0

Zhong Ruanxing dragged her small suitcase out the door. In the car, she delegated the follow-up work according to the files Song JinXing had replied, everything well arranged.0