The cliché story of a domineering president and his secretary

"No, no." An Yi shook his head hurriedly.

"Nothing! How can you do this without anything?!"

"Just gossip, small talk..."

"An Yi, are you crazy? Can't you see that I'm going to teach that troublemaker a lesson for you? She dared to mess around in front of me. Didn't I just feed her with my warnings?" Seeing that An Yi was frightened by his arrogance, Ding Hong stopped pressuring her, knowing that this woman was a tight-lipped person who wouldn't say anything.

The boss finally let go, and An Yi stood up in panic. She didn't dare to sit there any longer. She remembered that she was daydreaming just now, but she didn't expect the boss to be furious.

An Yi lamented: When I'm unlucky, even drinking cold water makes my teeth ache. Look at what you're asking, I'm just a little assistant, how dare I tell tales about Fan Jiaer behind her back? She's a VIP employee that Uncle Han has to carefully protect, not to mention that the cause is a family matter that I don't want to mention. An Yi smiled bitterly.

"Okay, put the document down, I'll tell you after I sign it. Get out." As if to calm down, Ding Hong gave instructions with his back to An Yi. Listening to the door closing behind him. With a deep sigh, Ding Hong sat back in his boss chair.

An Yi was in a state of detachment just now, but her eyes were full of sadness and struggle. Her slightly furrowed brows must be entangled in something. Her whole body seemed to curl up in pain, but she had to straighten her neck and grit her teeth to hold on. Ding Hong felt distressed and knew that An Yi was having trouble with her mind again. He had seen her talking with Jiaer before and felt something was wrong. He called Jiaer to ask her about it, but she ran away with her bag after saying goodbye.

Judging from An Yi's reaction and reply, who else could have provoked her except Fan Jiaer? Ding Hong narrowed his eyes slightly, and he was going to chase her away.

At the gate of a luxury house.

"Why don't you go in?" Fan Jiaer yawned and lazily complained while sitting in the passenger seat: "I just slept for a short time, I'm so sleepy."

"It's too troublesome to go in, and there's not much to say." Ding Hong said in a cold tone: "Your internship at Sun Technology is over. If you dare to show up on Monday, I will ask the security to greet you."

"You have no say! I'll go!"

"It's my company and I don't have the final say. I should have hardened my heart and refused the call the day Aunt Wen called me."

"You dare? Okay, I won't let my mom call. I'll bring her to work on Monday. Call all your security guards!"

Ding Hong's head was bulging with veins: "Your brother said that you have grown up and changed a lot. Is he blind?"

"You are blind, you can't see it!" Jiaer's already shrill voice became even higher. The decibel level in the car kept rising, and now it returned to silence.

"Is it because of An Yi that you bothered to come and inform me?" Fan Jiaer broke the silence with a feeling of grievance because she was too young.

Ding Hong didn't appreciate it and just gave her a cold look.

Sure enough it is!

"We were just chatting for a few minutes. She is just too sensitive..." Jiaer was sure that An Yi would not complain. Besides, she felt a little guilty, so she wanted to gloss over it.

"Who did you have lunch with yesterday?" Ding Hong didn't have the patience to listen to her nonsense.

"None of your business!"

"Of course drinking on the job is none of my business. Was it with the people at Suntech?"

"No. My own friend."

Ding Hong felt relieved. If it was really the Sun Technology employee who condoned Jiaer's drinking because of flattery, he would never tolerate it and would kick him out immediately.

"You spoil her too much."

Hmm? Ding Hong was confused for a moment.

"An Yi." Jia Er said leisurely, "This is not good for her."

Seeing that Ding Hong didn't move, she continued: "I can see that An Yi is the pet of your Sun Technology and the mascot at the door of your president's office. Everyone is very careful when talking to her, and everyone is very friendly, which reminds me of the atmosphere group in a nightclub. Everyone's protection of her is more like satisfying the needs of their own kind personality. Hehe, it's quite interesting!" When Jiaer said this, she laughed heartily, but her laugh was insincere.

It sounded very harsh to Ding Hong.

"Of course, that includes you. You all act like saviors. Are you all so happy that you can give this to her?" Fan Jiaer wiped away tears from laughing: "It's just a divorce. She has a family, a job, and a group of nice colleagues. How miserable can it be?"

"So your making things difficult is another way to correct us and her?" Ding Hong said sarcastically.

"What kind of difficulty?" Jia'er was dissatisfied: "I wanted to force her to complain or lose her temper. What she needs most now is to have fun, drink, smash chairs and cups and scold her ex-husband! But I didn't expect her to be so rude. She ran to the bathroom and hid after a few words."

"Do you know why everyone does this? What you think of, don't others think of it?" Has he not tried it before? In the end, he compromised and became the current "atmosphere group".

"I kind of regret it." Jiaer sighed, "Because I was drinking yesterday, and I got really angry when I saw her trying to cover up everything. Since everyone knows about her divorce, and she knows that everyone knows about it, why are they all pretending? It's so boring."

Ding Hong shook his head. He was still a child after all. He could not understand that "seeing but not speaking" was a social etiquette that adults had to follow.

"Is she very sad? Is she crying?" That's why he left in a hurry, afraid of Ding Hong's questioning, and even more afraid of facing An Yi.

"do not know."

"Then why did you come here to fight for justice?"

Standing up for the weak? That's a pretty good description. Ding Hong wanted to laugh, but then his eyes became complicated. After a moment, he replied, "Because of her state in my office."

The unfinished words make people feel even more depressed.

"Oh, I apologize, okay? Please forgive me." Jiaer put her hands together and begged for mercy with a giggle: "I've only been interning for a week, it's so embarrassing to be kicked out! If my dad knew about this, he would force me to study that damn international trade again."

The little girl acted like a spoiled child and couldn't get out of the car. Finally, Ding Hong said angrily, "How much do you hate economics? Why don't you just get on the bus? No one expects you to be a strong woman."

"I hate those economics books. My hair falls out when I read them!" Jiaer leaned forward and pulled her hair. "Look, I'm almost bald."

Ding Hong dodged sideways with a look of disgust.

"Brother Xiao Jiang, please have some mercy on me! I promise to move to your office and sit there obediently!"

At this moment, Fan Jiaer was so soft and cute that people felt pity for her. There was no trace of arrogance on her face. Finally, seeing Ding Hong nod, Jiaer smiled and jumped out of the car. She waved her hand casually and ran back home to catch up on her sleep.

Ding Hong just thought it was funny. Never mind. Although he failed to drive the man away, agreeing to change places was a compromise. He looked at his watch and prepared to go home to change clothes and meet the client.

Sometimes I think it's boring. Employees have rest time protected by labor laws, but bosses can't rest for a day. Of course, this is a personal choice. Ding Hong only sighs occasionally when he is too tired to feel dizzy.

How many people envy, hate and hate him for being a reincarnation expert. But the second generation of rich people are also human beings, and they also have complaints, but it makes people feel that they are shameless.

An Yi, who is protected by the Labor Protection Law, is in the company at this time. There have been too many delayed and messed up work in the past few days, so it is a good opportunity to sort it out during the rest day. Almost more than half of the employees come to the company to work overtime. Recently, the frequent replacement of old products, new products, and new new products has doubled the workload. The communication within the department and between departments will fill up large and small meeting rooms and offices.

Therefore, An Yi spent the past two days doing nothing but working, working peacefully in his isolated workstation, and chatting with his friends at noon. The boss came twice, and in addition to holding meetings, he also ordered the engineering department to set aside a space in the president's office and equip it with a desk, network cables, and other items.

An Yi understood what was going on. He watched the workers busy at work with great joy and almost clapped his hands.

People who didn't know the truth felt sorry for her: Look, the newcomer's background is really extraordinary! A little girl who knows nothing not only became the boss's assistant, but also worked directly in the president's office. It's a society that relies on one's father! Woo woo woo...

When Fan Jiaer showed up on time on Monday and saw her new workstation, her face twisted: Isn't the efficiency too high? Unfortunately, once a word is spoken, it is hard to take it back. Besides, she also believed that if Ding Hong got angry, he would really kick her out of Sun Technology without any regard for her relatives.

Fan Jiaer gave in. But she soon discovered that this glass window was pretty good, and when she has her own office in the future, she will tear down the wall and install a new one.

"Qin Lang?"

At the subway station entrance, Qin Lang was standing there with his signature white teeth bared, outshining even the sun.

An Yi took off his headphones and nodded with a smile. The two chatted while waiting in line to get in. Qin Lang, as the company's main escort, finally sent the last batch of foreign businessmen on the plane. After a short rest, he was about to start a new round of promotion activities.

"Chi Qi and I teased you two as if you were one day and one night apart, and it was hard for you to run into each other."

"Then I must be the daytime, the title of little sun cannot be abolished. An An, can you be the white cloud?" Accompany me in the sky. Qin Lang did not say the last sentence.

"Okay, small sun is fine. Big sun is not okay, I will be sunburned." Knowing that the big sun was pointing to the boss, they smiled in tacit understanding.

"Wow, your headphones are great! They are the new models of a certain brand this year!" Qin Lang shouted in surprise as if he had discovered a new world.

An Yi quickly signaled him to keep his voice down, took off the earphones hanging around her neck and asked in confusion: "Is it a big brand? The sound effect is very good, and the earplugs are more comfortable than others, but the appearance is very ordinary." Small, black, a very standard earphone appearance, a closer look feels that the material is very textured. As for the sound effect, because she listened to more language programs, she didn't feel much special.

"You don't know? You didn't buy it?" Seeing An Yi nod, Qin Lang praised it endlessly: "This model is a recent newcomer, known as the "Rolls-Royce" of headphones. I have had the honor of listening to it so I have the right to speak. Its sound is warm and mellow, the high and low frequencies extend very wide, and the three frequencies are perfectly connected! Am I right?"

"Um...oh, I rarely listen to music..."

"You must listen to the songs, otherwise you will miss them! I recommend a few songs to you, go back and try them, I guarantee you will enjoy the music! I will send them to your text message right away, or you can download them and send them to your email..."

"Don't worry!" Qin Lang stopped the impatient one. At this moment, An Yi was more concerned about another question: "Qin Lang, do you... know its price?"

Qin Lang held out five fingers mysteriously.

"Five hundred?" The other party shook his head. "Five thousand?" An Yi felt that his voice was beginning to become unnatural.

Qin Lang smiled again, showing his two rows of white teeth: "It's a five-digit number!"