Misha

03

There was a knock on the door of the president's office, and Diao Chuanxia was taken aback. She frantically pushed aside Qi Yushi's body, and quickly arranged her clothes. After hearing a "come in", she saw the editorial staff from the chief editor's office pushing the door.

First, he greeted the president respectfully, and the editorial staff rushed to Diao Chuanxia, ​​frowned and asked in a low voice, "Did you forget what the editor-in-chief explained?"

The panic turned into fright, Diao Chuanxia's face was pale, he forgot to reply, and ran out of the president's office in a panic, and went into the next room, intending to make up for his mistakes as quickly as possible.

He stopped, looked at Editor-in-Chief Zhang who was sitting on the sofa with a gloomy face, and was stunned.

"It seems that I can't order you to do things anymore?" Editor-in-Chief Zhang adjusted his glasses and pointed his index finger on the coffee table in front of him. Next to him were twenty faxes that Diao Chuanxia hadn't had time to send over.

Diao Chuanxia's expression was tense, and his back began to sweat uncontrollably. Although he could not treat his work like Qi Yushi could not find any mistakes, at least he did not neglect the matters assigned by other departments.Neglect is a very serious word in terms of work attitude. Diao Chuanxia clenched his fists, thinking desperately about words, but he knew that those who could say it would only be used as excuses by the leader.

Editor-in-Chief Zhang finally seized the opportunity, and was planning to educate Diao Chuanxia, ​​who had been despised from the very beginning, that as a secretary, he had to be diligent and quick-witted, and he shouldn't give himself the chance to slack off during working hours.But before he opened his mouth, he stood up first. Although his face was expressionless, his tone was very polite: "President."

Diao Chuanxia heard the footsteps behind her, and didn't dare to look back at Qi Yushi's expression.

"Is that a notice for editorial training?" Qi Yushi asked.

"Yes." Editor-in-Chief Zhang replied, "I asked Diao Chuanxia to copy it and send it to my office, but he forgot. If I hadn't come here in person, he might not remember it even after get off work today."

It was originally an editorial job, and it was clear that Editor-in-Chief Zhang insisted on letting him take over. Diao Chuanxia dared to think but didn't speak up, blushed aggrieved, and stood there helplessly,

"Don't you have to let me have a look at the notices of the editorial department's training in previous years?" Qi Yushi waved his hand, and said indifferently, "Are you going to let me take care of it this year?"

"Where is it?" Editor-in-Chief Zhang raised the corner of his lips stiffly, "Of course I want to report to you."

"My secretary is thinking about this for you." Qi Yushi answered with a smile, "Now there are training institutions all over the place, the courses are set up in a mess, and the fees charged are quite a lot, so that the editors can really learn useful things. Knowledge, this year's selection agency will trouble you to screen, and you don't have to report to me if you are selected, and the affairs of your editorial department will be decided by you in the future."

This is to hand over the decision-making power of the editorial department to Editor-in-Chief Zhang. Although Editor-in-Chief Zhang is the oldest employee of the publishing house, Diao Chuanxia knows that the two lifelines of the publishing house are editing and distribution, and the real power of these two departments It must be held in the hands of the president, otherwise, the departments under the superficial leadership will have full power to execute themselves. Not to mention, if there is no supervision on financial expenditures, it will be easy to spend extravagantly.

When Editor-in-Chief Zhang heard this, he naturally couldn't blame Diao Chuanxia anymore, besides having real power in his hands, this would make him look better than anything else.

When the editor followed Editor-in-Chief Zhang out of the secretary's office, he closed the door behind him.

Diao Chuanxia pursed her lips, her eyes were slightly red.

"Is this wronged?" Qi Yushi walked around in front of him, pinched his chin, and comforted the frightened Diao Chuanxia, ​​"Do you still want to act coquettishly with me?"

Diao Chuanxia sniffed helplessly: "I really forgot to send the documents. This is my negligence, but how can you let the editorial department decide everything on its own? This loss is also..."

"What's the loss?" Qi Yushi pinched his nose and smiled softly, "Editor Zhang's qualifications in the publishing house are respected three points even by me. It is only natural to give him real power. I haven't done this before because I want to Find a better time."

"He has always held a grudge against you for blocking his niece's future. This time, your 'mistake' just happened to be an opportunity. I will be a peacemaker. I don't look at the monk's face to see the Buddha's face. I am behind you. I will take out Since he has lost his sincerity, he can't blame you anymore." Qi Yushi's face was soft, and Diao Chuanxia couldn't look away, "But we have to learn a lesson, so we can't be sloppy next time."

"I know." His eyes were still red, and Qi Yushi's clothes were clutched in his hands. No matter how beautiful he said, it was comforting. Diao Chuanxia understood, and still felt ashamed in his heart.

"Don't underestimate your husband, someone will report to me what happens in every corner of the publishing house." Qi Yushi continued to comfort him.

Diao Chuanxia said "I'm sorry" barely audibly.

"I'll give you a chance to make up for your mistakes." Qi Yushi held his face and squeezed it twice, "Come home with me at night, behave better, and talk to my mother more."

"Want...to take me home?" Upon hearing this, Diao Chuanxia no longer cared about guilt, and replaced it with anxiety and nervousness, "What if... what if uncle and aunt don't like me..."

"You have to face it sooner or later, don't you?" Qi Yushi said lightly, "Let them get acquainted with you today, and I will confess to them slowly after the two of us."

There was anxiety, but it didn't prevent Diao Chuanxia from being faintly excited.After seven years of relationship, after talking for a long time, there is always a longing in the heart that the relationship between the two of them will no longer be secretive and sneaky, and no longer use the identity of secretary as a cover to avoid people's eyes and ears, but to guard Qi Yushi with dignity and confidence.

"I can't bear to keep you waiting for me." Qi Yushi lowered his head and smelled the fragrance of the hair in his arms, "If you wait any longer, I'm afraid that someone will complain again. I used sweet words to lure you here."

Diao Chuanxia hugged Qi Yushi's neck, stood on tiptoe slightly, and looked at the bright sunshine in the building outside the window, and his heart brightened a little bit.

After get off work, Qi Yushi followed Diao Chuanxia back home, rejecting his various ideas of buying expensive health care products and skin care products along the way.

"But after all, it's my first visit, so I can't just go there empty-handed." Diao Chuanxia took off his gray suit, and kept gesticulating in the air with both hands, "Although uncles and aunts don't lack anything, this is etiquette. It's upbringing, I can't embarrass you, I have to buy some gifts."

"You are the best gift." Qi Yushi ignored his complaints, stepped into the familiar space, and returned to his lover's nest, wrapped in the breath of nostalgia, who is willing to waste brain cells thinking about these things, "Come here Let me give you a hug."

"Don't give me a hug, just promise me to buy it in a while... Mmm." Qi Yushi's hand was already rubbing back and forth on the close-fitting wine red shirt before he could finish his sentence, and the heat in his palm surged through his chest all over his body, Diao Chuanxia His calf couldn't help but soften.

"Yu Shi." Diao Chuanxia murmured vaguely, "Don't make trouble, there are still important things to do later."

Qi Yushi licked his lips: "I'm doing business right now."

"Hiss." Diao Chuanxia frowned, and knocked his hand out of his clothes, "Stop making trouble."

"No trouble." Qi Yushi lifted up his clothes and got rid of his shirt, revealing a body of strong muscles, with a sleek and smooth waist line, with a bewitching masculinity, "I'm just a little depressed, it seems that my parents are more important to you, otherwise Why don't you pounce on me when everyone is back?"

As soon as the words fell, Diao Chuanxia had obediently stuck to Qi Yushi's body, shaking her thin waist: "Where is anyone jealous of their parents."

"Me." Qi Yushi lifted him up with one arm around his waist, and impatiently walked towards the bathroom.

Diao Chuanxia probably forgot that Qi Yushi has always been considerate in his work, such as giving gifts, he had already proposed the plan to take him home in the morning, and took advantage of the noon break to arrange everything.

Sitting in the co-pilot holding Qi Yu's generous gift, Diao Chuanxia gently held the hand with the knuckles on the gear.

Qi Yushi had a face that Diao Chuanxia couldn't get enough of, no matter if it was the front or the side.Having been together for such a long time, there was never a time when he would not be attracted by this face, and would show an idiot unconsciously, and Qi Yushi happened to like Diao Chuanxia staring at him with a pair of clear eyes.

It reminded him countless times that when the two of them hadn't dated, there was always a hot and bright gaze behind their backs.

"Look." Qi Yushi bent his index finger and hooked the tip of Diao Chuanxia's nose, "It's here."

"Oh." Diao Chuanxia came back to her senses, saw the gate of Qi's villa through the windshield, and her heart immediately jumped into her throat.

Mother Qi opened the door, tilted her head, and saw Diao Chuanxia following behind her son, showing a loving smile, took the gift in his hand, and said politely: "It's fine when you come, what else do you need to spend money on?"

"It should be." Due to being too nervous, his whole body was stiff and tense, and he walked a little lightly.Diao Chuanxia took off her leather shoes, changed into the slippers placed by the nanny at her feet, and followed Qi Yushi all the way to the restaurant in the back room.

The ass was pinched severely.

"You!" Diao Chuanxia turned his head, raised his face and stared at Qi Yu, and warned in a low voice, "Be safe, don't move!"

Qi Yushi smiled maliciously: "Did I attack too hard just now? Why do you think your bones are weak?"

"No." Diao Chuanxia sighed, "I'm just a little nervous..."

Qi Yushi resentfully said: "No..."

"Hello." Diao Chuanxia raised his arm and punched him in the ribs, and he laughed angrily, "Can you be more serious."

"Aren't you nervous?" At the corner before entering the restaurant, Qi Yushi stood in the blind spot and kissed Diao Chuanxia's forehead, "Eat more food later to replenish nutrition. I feel distressed when I look too thin."

Although Qi's father was the previous president of Hanlian Publishing House, it was the first time Diao Chuanxia saw him. The old president was just like the legend, without saying a word, just sitting there showing a bit of oppression Momentum comes.

There is indeed some resemblance between Qi Yushi and his father's brows, but Qi's father's face always reveals an old leader's unique indifference and rigidity. In contrast, Qi Yushi's temperament is closer to his mother, and his aura is full when he is not speaking, which seems difficult. Get close, and as soon as you speak, a little tenderness will be added to the smiling eyebrows.

"Chuan Xia, don't be too polite, just treat it as being at home, and eat more of what you like." Qi's mother picked up a chopsticks of braised pork for him, and a bowl of white fungus and lotus seed soup with rock sugar, as sweet as honey .

"Thank you, Auntie. I'll do it myself. Don't worry about it." Diao Chuanxia took the bowl from Qi's mother, took small bites of the braised pork into his mouth, and swallowed it slowly.

During a meal, Qi's mother is basically the one who talks.

Diao Chuanxia didn't dare to look at Qi Yushi's father, and when he saw that serious expression, he felt uncomfortable all over.Qi's mother joked with a smile: "His father likes to pretend to be deep, and he is used to being a leader, so he brought all the ways of treating employees into the house."

Qi's father put down the bowl and chopsticks: "If you have a noisy meal, you can't be quiet and let Chuan Xia have a good meal."

That being said, his tone was not critical, and his eyes on Qi's mother were gentle.

Diao Chuanxia was sincerely envious, every place in this house was full of warm atmosphere, so he began to worry whether his relationship with Qi Yushi would affect such a happy family.

If so, Diao Chuanxia really couldn't bear it.

But he also felt sorry for himself who had waited for Qi Yushi for so long.

It's a dilemma.

Qi's father crossed his hands on his lap, leaned back towards the back of the chair, tilted his head slightly and asked Qi Yushi: "What is the publishing house up to lately?"

"Just those things." Qi Yushi stuffed a big mouthful of rice into his mouth, "The autumn book fair that I'm busy with recently is held in this city this year, which saves a lot of travel expenses."

Qi's father looked at his son with his eyes, and then glanced at Diao Chuanxia: "I heard that you want to cooperate with several publishing houses to do the charity project of 'Nongjia Bookstore', is that right?"

Diao Chuanxia paused for a while while holding the chopsticks, and then heard Qi Yushi casually reply: "Yeah, what's the matter?"

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