After about a few dozen minutes of driving, the car finally arrived at the Burj Al Arab Hotel.
The Burj Al Arab Hotel was truly extravagant. Its architecture resembled a giant sailboat, with an extended helipad jutting from the top of the building.
It was once considered a landmark of Dubai—until the construction of the Burj Khalifa in 2010 overtook it as the city's most iconic symbol.
Even so, it remained a favored destination for the wealthy, with a constant stream of visitors from around the world.
The striking pair of Ye Yun and Alya—a handsome young man and a stunning woman—drew many curious gazes. They looked like a young master of a powerful family traveling with his personal secretary.
Thanks to the Black Card concierge team, Ye Yun's reservation had long been secured, and he headed directly to the underwater restaurant with Alya.
The underwater restaurant was built across several levels in a massive cylindrical structure. The outer walls were made of reinforced glass, allowing diners to view fish and coral up close through the transparent panels.
Although located more than ten meters beneath the sea, the restaurant sparkled under the glow of countless crystal chandeliers, resembling an underwater Atlantis—breathtakingly beautiful.
Led by a waiter, Ye Yun was taken to his table near the observation tank. To the left, just beyond the glass wall, stretched the vast underwater world; to the right, enclosed by railings and glass, was a view of white sand and vibrant coral, glowing in rainbow hues under the lights.
Such a spot was extremely difficult to reserve and often required months of advance booking.
But with the power of a Black Card, securing a seat like this was trivial.
While Ye Yun marveled at the opulence of the restaurant, Alya appeared visibly tense.
It was her first time in a place of this caliber.
Noticing her discomfort, Ye Yun smiled and said, "Have a seat. Let's eat together."
"I'm just your assistant. I shouldn't be dining with you," Alya said nervously.
"And if it's an order?" Ye Yun replied with a grin.
For some reason, he found it amusing to tease this red-haired, long-legged foreign beauty. Her conflicted expression was particularly entertaining.
In truth, Alya was a top graduate in financial management and had risen to an executive position in just four years. She was highly capable both socially and professionally.
But faced with Ye Yun's "mysterious" identity, she couldn't help but feel uneasy and tense.
Since Ye Yun had spoken, she could no longer refuse and reluctantly took a seat.
Ye Yun smiled in satisfaction, glanced briefly at the menu, and began ordering from the waiter.
After the waiter left, Ye Yun turned his gaze back to Alya and suddenly said, "Tomorrow, go back to the bank. Have them send a new assistant."
Alya trembled, abruptly lifting her head to look at him. Her face turned pale, and her eyes filled with panic.
"Did I do something to displease you?"
Her voice quivered. If Ye Yun dismissed her now, she would truly be doomed.
"You're alright," Ye Yun shrugged, taking a sip of tea. "But you seem inexperienced. I don't think this role suits you. I'd prefer someone more seasoned."
It had surprised him when Alya was assigned as his assistant in the first place. But keeping someone with no assistant experience around him wasn't ideal.
Alya could no longer remain seated. She stood and gave Ye Yun a deep bow, then earnestly said,
"I'm a certified senior financial advisor by the International Union of Banks and hold a PhD in finance from Harvard University."
"I can help you manage many affairs. I will learn how to be an excellent assistant—please don't make me leave!"
Her voice held a trace of pleading. She couldn't imagine what would happen to her career if she were sent back.
…
Ye Yun looked at Alya, his brow furrowing slightly. He was clearly thinking it over. What she said had merit.
With the system in place, his business empire was destined to expand rapidly. Recruiting reliable, high-quality talent early on would be critical for managing that growth.
Though Alya wasn't a polished assistant yet, she was undoubtedly a rare talent.
Not only was she a Harvard PhD, she also had experience working in a top-tier global bank—truly an outstanding résumé.
And on top of that, she was easy on the eyes. Having such a beautiful assistant wasn't exactly a downside, was it?
"In that case, you can stay," Ye Yun said after a brief pause. "I hope you can become a competent assistant."
He had decided to keep her. Assistants could be replaced easily—but talent like hers was hard to find.
"Thank you, Mr. Ye…"
Alya finally let out a long breath and sat back down, though her face had yet to regain its color.
Just one misstep had landed her on probation and sent her to work under Ye Yun. That alone made her realize how powerless she was in the face of true influence.
She couldn't afford to harbor thoughts of leaving. Instead, she needed to prove herself and earn more opportunities—and a better future.
"Alright then, from now on, you are officially my personal assistant."
Ye Yun snapped his fingers and smiled. Under the soft lighting, his refined features looked even more striking.
Alya, still recovering from the emotional whirlwind, found herself momentarily dazed.
"Nice to meet you, Miss Alya Christine."
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