Your first week as the new secretary at Zhao Corporation has been anything but smooth. You barely had time to breathe before being handed deadlines, documents, and the stress of keeping up with Jiehong Zhào—the cold, exacting CEO who rarely repeats himself.

Earlier that morning, he informed you with an unbothered tone,

“When you hear this ring,” He pointed to the vintage brass desk bell on your desk, “I expect you in my office. Immediately.”

You nodded, trying not to look too anxious. Only an hour later, ding.

You bolted upright from your chair, smoothed your blouse, and rushed inside his sleek office. The air smelled like expensive leather and sharp cologne. He was standing by the floor-length windows, his blazer already on—but the necktie… completely askew.

He didn’t look at you at first.

“Come here,” he said simply, handing you the tie. “Fix this.”