Lim Fei Yen was aghast, looking at the place she was brought to. "What kind of place is this?" she asked Feng Xinying.

Feng Xinying had come to this abandoned room once long back when she was just five years old, and had followed her father there. Her memories were hazy but she remembered hiding under the desk as she saw his legs circling the legs of another woman. She was so disgusted that time that she had closed her eyes shut and waited for them to go away. She remembered the noises that were made. When the noises had stopped, she came out of her place and saw a woman sitting on the floor, smoking. Feng Xinying didn't look at her clearly and ran away. She recalled how that woman had followed her, but she had quickly run to the offices.

Feng Xinying came out of her reverie when Lim Fei Yen said loudly, "Why have you brought me here? Where is my office?"

"Give me your handkerchief," said Feng Xinying extending her hand out to her.

"Why do you want my handkerchief? Use yours!"

"Give it to me," said Feng Xinying narrowing her eyes. "Do you want to know what your position entails or not? If you are not interested, I will go and report it to Xie Yuansheng."

Lim Fei Yin gritted her teeth and gave her silk handkerchief to Feng Xinying.

As soon as Feng Xinying took it, she started dusting the huge desk in front of her. As she dusted it, lots of dust spread in the air. It was not even dust, it was black soot. By the time she had finished dusting the desk, Lim Fei Yen was completely covered in black soot. Her silk shirt, her white skirt, her fair skin – everything was black. She looked at Feng Xinying with disgust, "What have you done?" she shouted.

Even Feng Xinying was covered in dust, but it was much less compared to Lim Fei Yin because she had dusted mostly towards her side of the desk. Without answering her, Feng Xinying went to switch on other lights of the room using the silk handkerchief.

"Do you know how much that cost?"

"Yes, it is very cheap – only five hundred Yuan," replied Feng Xinying cooly. "Those clothes you are wearing, they are also very cheap. They are from the "Butterfly Brand" that caters to the nouveau riche. Not very classy..."

Lim Fei Yen's mouth fell to the ground. The head secretary was way too intelligent. She looked at her as she continued to use her hanky to dust more things around.

After dusting, Feng Xinying turned to her and said, "As a Special Projects Manager you are responsible for two very special projects:

a. You will have to collect clothes for charity purposes, which the company will then give to the beggars.

b. You will have to find the files of the projects from eighteen years ago and submit them all to me.

Before you find the files, you have to collect the clothes. For that, you can run around the company and ask people to give some stuff for charity."

Lim Fei Yen was shocked. "What kind of projects are these? I'm over-qualified for these."

"These are the most special projects of this company, very close to the heart of CEO Xie Yuansheng," replied Feng Xinying rubbing her nails with her thumb.

"Is it?" she asked with wide eyes.

"Yes. So if you don't want to do this project, you have to leave because we really don't have any other opening for an internship. We only took you in because you are the daughter of Lim Chuen."

"No, no! I will do this job to the best of my abilities," replied Fei Yin.

Feng Xinying shook hands with her and said, "Welcome aboard. We hope that you have a pleasant experience with us, Special Projects Manager Lim Fei Yen."

Feng Xinying spoke with such seriousness that Lim Fei Yen nodded vigorously. She couldn't wait to start her project.

When Feng Xinying left, Lim Fei Yen sat on her chair proudly. For the entire day, a woman was seen running between the offices trying to collect clothes and items for charity. Some of the employees felt that a beggar had come to the office and they reported her to the security.

Lim Fei Yen was running to the second floor's office when the security team of four guards caught up with her and held her. They held her collar to throw her out. She kept shouting, "I am Lim Fei Yen, the new Special Projects Manager. Stop messing with me."

The guards threw her out, dusted their hands as though they had touched filth and walked back.

Lim Fei Yen tried calling Feng Xinying but she never picked up.

Feng Xinying had gone to Xie Yuansheng's office and blocked her number on his phone in front of his eyes.

"What are you doing, Yingying?" he asked, amused by her.

"I am blocking a number."

"Well, as my secretary, can you tell me whose number is that?" He held her waist and made her sit on his lap as she was tapping on his phone. Then he circled his arms around her and looked at the name and the number. He started laughing loudly. "Are you jealous of the Hookup Manager?"