My Beloved

John Lu stood in front of Mo Yuan's room and took a deep breath before knocking on the door.

"Enter," Mo Yuan's deep voice could be heard from the inside.

His Heart shook when he heard the Managing Director's voice. He turned the knob and entered the room.

The room was spacious enough to hold a small party for twenty adults. There was a huge table across the room. The table contained one PC and a laptop and some files and papers. There were bookshelves in the back.

In the corner, there was a set of couches and a tea table. There was a meeting room attached to the Managing Director's office. The rooms were divided by glass.

John Lu's eyes quickly took a glance at the structure of the room and then nervously stepped forward. Finally, he stopped in front of the table.

Mo Yuan was sitting in the chair. He was wearing a black colored suit and pants with white shirts and black shoes. His hair was brushed aside on the left side. His somber face looked mature.

John Lu gulped. "Good afternoon, sir. I'm John Lu, the new intern. It's an honor to meet you," saying that he bowed deeply.

Mo Yuan was checking a few documents. Upon hearing her words, he finally raised his face and looked at the petite figure. His deep eyes scanned him thoroughly before asking, "So you are the new intern. I heard a few things about you. You came up with a better proposal than our permanent employee. Is that right?"

John Lu flushed at the compliment. "It's not even worth mentioning."

Mo Yuan questioned him, "Did your Department Manager tell you for what reason I called for you?"

John Lu politely answered, "Yes, he told me about an international project proposal. I have to earn more customers for the new products we are going to launch in the shopping mall." His hands gripped tightly on the notebook and pen he brought with him.

"Hmm," Mo Yuan observed the new intern's body language and threw a remark, "You don't seem happy."

John Lu was startled and quickly stated, "It's just that, I'm an intern and I don't have enough knowledge and experience. I don't think I can do something of your expectation. Furthermore, if I win with others' help, I will have overconfidence which is bad for my career." He didn't mention anything about what would happen if he failed. No boss would want to hear anything negative from their subordinates.

"Are you truly inexperienced?" Mo Yuan inquired. His sharp eyes were throwing daggers at him.

John Lu flinched. He was trying very hard not to have shaking legs in front of his boss. He replied, "I can't be more experienced than the permanent employees here."

"Is that so?" Mo Yuan tapped his fingers on the table. His every tap created a thud sound. The sounds made John Lu's throat dry. He wished he could have a glass of water.

Mo Yuan suddenly stopped tapping fingers and questioned him, "If you don't have enough experience, how can you find flaws with a project written by our permanent employee and can come up with a better proposal?"

"That… was just luck." John Lu subconsciously began to scratch his head.

Mo Yuan raised an eyebrow. He further inquired, "Just pure luck?"

"Yes," John Lu answered without hesitation.

Mo Yuan clasped his hands together and stated, "Incredible, since you have a stroke of good luck, we might need this. You are going to France next month. You will be briefed by your Department Manager. For the next few days, you will research interior design and customers' demands.

"You have to find a way to how the shopping mall should be decorated that will make the customers come to the place for recreation and shop. Their psychological demands depend on the exterior and the interior design of the shopping mall."

He added, "As for the products, how much each product should be there, which product will attract the customers more – you have to come up with that plan too. Aside from that, there are many needs customers have. Think about all that and come up with a proposal. Make sure to get it done in two weeks. There will be a major meeting over this project. Even the President would be there as well."

"Which senior employees would be working with me?" John Lu asked. He needed to find those people and started to make plans as soon as possible.

"None," Mo Yuan replied curtly.

"Eh?" John Lu couldn't understand. He wondered if his ears heard wrong or his brain stopped working.

Mo Yuan curtly explained, "No one except for you is going to handle the project."

John Lu began to sweat. When he first heard about the shopping mall, he thought that he only had to take care of consumers' needs. To think he had to take so much responsibility, even working on this alone; if he had known before, he would have declined it. His blood turned cold.

Was there any way to decline it now?

He wanted to take the chance. He licked his dry lips and opened his mouth, "…Is there any chance to decline the offer. With all due respect, I think you need to hand over the project to someone more capable." He did his best to use polite words.

Mo Yuan glanced at his wet lips and his eyes flickered. "Are you afraid?"

Was he afraid to take the project?

Of course, he was!

John Lu quickly nodded his head. "I'm sorry sir but the project is too big for a newcomer like me."

"Negotiation isn't acceptable," Mo Yuan ruthlessly declared.

No wonder others were scared of this young Managing Director. He was worse than President Mo, his father.

John Lu was on the verge of crying but his eyes betrayed him. No tears came out. He said in a weak voice, "I see. I will go back to work if you have nothing else to add."

After getting the signal from Mo Yuan, he turned around and walked toward the door. His dejected back looked smaller than before.

Just when he reached the door, someone pressed the door with one hand and moved his mouth closer to his right ear. He heard a deep voice.

"How long do you think you are going to pretend? Did you think I wouldn't see through your disguise, hmm?"