A Moment in Destiny

Chapter 754 I Believe You

"That's right! Solidarity!" Daria echoed. "I feel like the sun is shining even brighter now. How can I feel the air in the room so fresh all of a sudden just after someone left?"

"I feel the same way. I feel like I can breathe better all of a sudden!"

Sylvie had been sorting out some materials and was completely too busy to join in the conversation between the two.

Daria also chuckled and said, "She was very reluctant when she went! But I saw her blushing at noon! She didn't get hooked up with the vice president, did she?"

"I doubt it. The vice president's renown had spread throughout City B. She must become his mistress soon!"

"Haha!"

"..."

After working for several hours, Sylvie was ready to find Marley with the documents she had put together. She didn't know what Marley had talked to Ernie earlier. After he came back, he stayed in the president's office with Tyler.

She was in a hurry to submit the documents, so she knocked on the door of the president's office.

"Come in."

Sylvie pushed the door in. In the office lounge, Marley was sitting coolly on the leather couch, and so was Tyler. The two men were smoking cigarettes and had a pile of documents in front of them. And Tyler was ready to pack them up.

When he saw Sylvie, Marley blurted out. "Send two cups of coffee!"

"Yes!" Sylvie nodded. "Here are the documents you gave me this morning. I've already sorted them out! You go through it first."

"Okay! Put it down!"

"Then I'll go make coffee!" After saying that, Sylvie went to the coffee room. Not long after, she returned with two cups of coffee while the two were still sitting in the lounge.

Marley was looking at the documents she had put together, then looked up at her.

"Sylvie, do you have any thoughts on the high-tech industry?"

Sylvie froze for a moment and met Marley's deep, dark eyes. There was a strange gleam in his eyes, as if a keen cheetah had seen its prey and were eager to leap forward.

Was he going to enter the high-tech industry?

And Tyler was also looking at her expectantly. It seemed they both wanted to hear her opinion.

Sylvie really didn't know much about it, but she knew that this industry was a high-performance industry. "The key technologies that industries like high-tech have are often difficult to develop, but once they are successful, they have above-average economic and social benefits. I just don't know whether you want me to talk about information technology or biotechnology or new materials technology. Which one are you guys interested in?"

Marley and Tyler looked at each other. Marley asked directly, "Which of these three do you think is more suitable for Hughes Group?"

"The information industry, I guess!" Sylvie said softly.

"Why?"

"Seventy percent of the cost of information technology development is the cost of human resources, and it doesn't need to be large, just a few people. If you do software development, once you succeed, the revenue is much higher than the construction of a large project, and there are not many employees to manage. The software development of some software can outsourced, and some software companies in other countries will outsource some of their non-core software projects to companies in countries with relatively low human resources costs to develop, in order to achieve the purpose of reducing the cost of software development. But I do not know very well, anyway, I heard that it is very promising. If we can achieve the largest software outsourcing company in our country, the prospect is also very broad. At least I think it is more profitable than these projects undertaken by Hughes Group now!"

Previously, Ryan had told her that if she wanted to make money, she could start a studio with a few people. However, the key was that talent was hard to come by.

Marley and Tyler looked at each other.

"How about giving you this new department to develop?"

"Me?" Sylvie staggered.

"You're not confident?" Marley raised an eyebrow.

"No! I don't know anything about it! It's not like I'm studying the information industry!"

"You can just manage!" Marley said.

"But I—"

"Just say you can or you can't! You have no confidence in yourself?"

Sylvie was slightly stunned, hesitated for a few seconds, and bit her lip. "I think I can! But am I not your secretary?"

"This department has to be done in secret and cannot be publicized yet. Only the three of us will know! The technical staff should be recruited in secret, and the offices cannot be set up in the company!" Marley said.

Sylvie was a little confused. After Tyler left, Sylvie asked Marley directly, "Do you want to start a new business?"

"No!" Marley shook her head.

"Then what is it?"

"Just in case!" Marley said.

It dawned on Sylvie. "You want to quietly move into another field and get out before the next Hughes Group crisis hits?"

"Sylvie, the new field represents Marley's Hughes Group, not the Hughes Group of Aiden's time anymore!" Marley looked at her quietly. "Can you understand how I feel?"

Sylvie looked at him seriously and saw the struggle in his eyes. He knew that the Hughes Group was in danger of going on like this, and might even perish, but he couldn't fight against his father too much. Because his father had a heart condition, and he was a filial son, he did not want the Hughes Group to cease to exist. He was planning and looking for another way out! As long as the Hughes family did not fall, the Hughes Group was still the pride of the Hughes family, even if it changed its business! How could she not understand his feelings!

"Why are you telling me this? Aren't you afraid I'll tell others?" This was supposed to be his secret!

"Because I believe you!" He looked her in the eyes and so easily, so readily stated his trust.

As he said these words, Sylvie's heart rippled like a stone being thrown at a calm lake.

He believed her!

She looked at him, and under his eyes was trust, and expectation, and warmth!

"Sylvie, you're going to make it a success, aren't you?"

Her hesitation made him panic.

Yes, there weren't many people he really trusted at the moment, and Sylvie to him, from the beginning, he knew she liked him, otherwise, she wouldn't have been there for him like this!

Marley's lips pursed as he waited for her answer.

"I will help you!" Sylvie said seriously, "Do my best!"

When he finally heard her answer, his tightly pursed lips slowly curled up, and he smiled warmly. "I knew you'd help me!"

"I can't promise to do it very well, but I'll do my best!" She said.

"I believe you!" He had been observing her for a while. She was very serious about her work, so he was quite confident about her. The most important thing was that she was sincere to him. "Just think of it as a small business. You'll have to take over the Mccarthy Group in the future, now think of it as some practice before that happens. A small department is like a big company, it requires extra care. You're smart and capable, and you just need practical experience. I believe you can do a good job!"

She looked at him and saw the trust in his eyes, and her heart pounded. Could she? Could she really do it? But the fact that he trusted her made her feel happy and satisfied!

He walked over to the window and lit a cigarette.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, the sun was still shining nicely outside the window and hit on the light coffee-colored UV-protected glass, making him feel warm. And the sunlight refracted through the glass, like the falling clouds outlining the clouds in the sky, haloed around him in a faint circle of gold.

The floor was high enough that he could look far enough to see all over the city, and the hazy shores. He was like a cheetah looking down on a plateau, trampling the whole world beneath his feet.

Sylvie did not leave but watched him. He held a cigarette between his long, slender fingers, took a deep puff, and exhaled a series of smoke rings. The smoke blurred his face, and the wind that suddenly blew made him clear in front of her all of a sudden. She only felt that he looked like a man from a portrait, like a Satan coming out of the night, which was handsome and unparalleled.

"Come with me on a business trip next week. We're going to America!"

"Uh!"

"Your passport hasn't expired, has it?"

"No!"

"That's good!"

"Is it just the two of us?"

"Tyler's going too!"

"Okay!" Sylvie nodded. "I got it. I have something to do tonight, and I'm going back to my house to get my passport!"

"Your house?" Marley frowned. He remembered that Ryan had stayed at her house earlier, and he had never been there!

"Yeah, my passport is at home!" She said.

"I'll go with you!" He said.

"Uh!" Sylvie froze and could only nod. "Okay! By the way, there's a business party tonight, what about it?"

"You're coming with me!" He said in a deep voice.

He ordered curtly, but Sylvie was stunned there. She was really a bit afraid of this kind of party and did not want to go to noisy places.

Seeing her still stunned there, he frowned slightly, "What's wrong?"

"Nothing! I still have to go shopping for a dress, don't I?"

"Sylvie, I don't want to go to this kind of party either, but there is nothing I can do about it. We live in this realistic society, and we have to abide by the rules here. Even if we don't want to, we have to put on a smile! And you, whether as a secretary or a businesswoman, not only have to have the basic professional ethics, the ability to deal with the daily affairs of the office, all kinds of official writing and file management skills, but also understand the laws and regulations such as corporate law and contract law, get familiar with economic management, understand corporate culture, and even to have a variety of social etiquettes such as driving and dancing ... " He paused, and the corners of his lips lifted slightly, "In fact, I don't want to take you to show others at all, but I hate to bring other women around me even more!"

Seeing him gazing at her, Sylvie could only nod. "Got it, my president. I will remember your advice!"

The corners of his mouth curled up in a smile because of her mischievousness. "Ernie is going too. You have to dress conservatively at night! That pervert is bad!"

Sylvie was dumbfounded and immediately nodded, "I know!"

After that, she was back to her busy work. There were always endless phone calls and paperwork. She was busy until the end of the day, and only then she was able to catch her breath.

Marley took her to dinner and then to get her hair done. They went straight to a boutique that specialized in making evening dresses.

Once inside, Marley just walked towards the couch, "Tonight's dress has to be plain in color, more conservative, but also stunning!" Têxt © NôvelDrama.Org.

The salesman was busy turning to Sylvie behind her and said attentively, "Miss, please ... what kind of style do you like ..."

Sylvie was a bit embarrassed. What kind of style did she like?

Seeing her dilemma, the salesman immediately said, "Miss, you might as well wear a cheongsam! With your figure and temperament, you are most suitable for cheongsam. You can try this plain cheongsam!"

Sylvie wasn't very talkative, but she did look very elegant and gentle. The cheongsam really suited her.

And this plain cheongsam looked not at all conspicuous. Sylvie liked it very much.

She took it to change. When she came out again, she stood in front of the mirror and was dumbfounded.