01
"Why didn't you just let her go last year?" How do you do this time? I asked curiously.
The last time Zhong Jia left, it was Mr. Zhuo himself who ordered the minister to talk to Zhong Jia, so what about this time? Is it that straightforward too?
Mr. Toh brought the dish to the table and put it down, removing the bib.
While scooping rice, I listened to him say: "Every year after the year, it is the peak period for companies to jump ship, and leaving at this time can maximize her face." ”
He paused: "Besides, I found her a home and let the other party dig her up." She originally wanted to use this matter to talk to me about salary increases, but I pushed the boat along the water and let her leave. ”
I was a little surprised, and the boss was dissatisfied: "She did such a bad thing, you didn't directly open her, and also find her a home, let the other party poach her with a high salary?" Are you really avenging me? ”
I sat across from him unwillingly.
Probably, he didn't expect me to react like this, and the chopsticks that I had picked up were put down again.
"Jiang Ke." He shouted.
I immediately realized that my reaction just now was a bit excessive, and although I was worried that he was angry, in the end, the grievance overwhelmed other emotions.
When Song Mi said the reverse scale, when Mr. Zhuo admitted that it was because of the email incident, my heart was full of joy, thinking that I was his reverse scale, but unexpectedly, he treated the person who touched his reverse scale so softly!
I didn't like to "grace" a sound.
"You're not small, you've been working for a while, how come you're still so naïve?" He picked up the chopsticks again and seemed to adjust his mindset as well.
"Sorry." I bowed my head and held back tears.
I said to myself: He is the gold lord, I am the lover, he is the leader, I am the subordinate, he is the capitalist, I am the proletariat, I cannot be willful, I cannot be spoiled and coddled, I cannot kill myself...
"Alas—" A light sigh sounded in his ears, and his voice was a little helpless, "Jiang Ke, have you ever thought that if you really follow your ideas, you would directly open her?" What will be the consequences? ”
"She'll lose face, get out of the way, and pay for the bad things she's done." I say.
"And then what?"
"Then..." I thought about it, "the whole company took it as a warning that no one would dare to do that kind of stupid thing in the future." ”
02
"And then... There is no then. I said.
He smiled and shook his head: "If you open her directly, and if you open her because of moral problems, she will not be able to find a job, even if she is capable." What happens to a man of great ability once he takes revenge? ”
"It's going to be scary." I couldn't help but follow Mr. Zhuo's train of thought.
"Yes, it's going to be scary." Mr. Zhuo said, "Ding Mi has been in the position of the president's secretary for many years, and the trade secrets she has mastered are not a little bit or two, and once she wants to deliberately retaliate, it will be a disaster for the company." ”
He paused: "It's not that we will be helpless in the face of her revenge, but there is no need to lose what we shouldn't have lost, this is one of them." Second, you probably don't want to receive a third e-mail, which won't be you and your ministers, but you and me. ”
Mr. Zhuo's words made me feel excited.
Yes, I never thought about this, I just thought about how cool I was, how to live wantonly under Mr. Zhuo's wings.
In my heart, he was too strong, strong enough not only to shield me from the wind and rain, but also to slap all those who hurt me out of my world.
I didn't think that he was an ordinary person, even if he was at the top of the food chain, he still needed to do everything and maintain some kind of balance.
"Sorry." I apologized again, "I think I get it. But—" I paused, "now that she's like this, won't she retaliate?" She should hate me more than ever. ”
Before, she just hated me and Mr. Zhuo for having a leg, but now, I've caused her to lose her job.
"She's smart and knows what to choose." Mr. Zhuo said.
"Will she sell trade secrets to competitors?" I asked.
"If she doesn't want to go to jail, if she doesn't want her children to be very young and have no mother, she will keep her mouth shut." Mr. Zhuo's tone was a little cold.
"So, will she stab us into your house?" I'm still worried.
Mr. Zhuo looked up at me: "Our family, do you mean everyone or a small family?" ”
"Let's do it all." I would like to know Mr. Toh's attitude.
"Xiao Jia's words, Xiao Hang does not know, Xiao Hang's mother should not care, as for everyone-" He paused a few times, "Our family's men, how many of them have no women outside?" To be honest, it's really not a big deal. ”
He took a bite of the greens: "You probably don't know, I am in our family, I am an illegitimate child." If it wasn't for my dad having a small one out there, how could there be me? That's why our family is in Beijing and I'm in City A. ”
He laughed, a little self-deprecating, a little unconcerned: "Not recognized, but have to admit it." ”
"Sorry." This night was the night I said sorry the most times up to that time.
"Nothing to be sorry for, I don't care at all." He said.
03
I thought: How could I not care? If you really don't care, you won't even say it, and you won't show a self-deprecating expression.
I also noticed that when Mr. Zhuo talked about his wife, he did not use the titles "my wife", "my wife", "my wife", but "Xiaohang's mother", and there were indeed problems between them.
Unfortunately, what about the problem? She was always the other half of Mr. Toh recognized by law, and I... hehe.
The biggest reason why the work is not as difficult as I thought is that almost everything is done by Mr. Zhuo with me.
So, during that time, we always worked overtime.
Mr. Zhuo not only has to complete the choices he has to make as president every day, but also takes me and tells me how my work should be done and why I should do it.
Countless evenings, he told Song Mi to go first, and then worked overtime with me.
Countless nights, when we got off work, standing downstairs from the company, we saw that the whole business building was pitch black, and he and I were the two people who worked overtime in the whole business building to the latest.
During that time, we lived together almost every day, but we just slept in each other's arms, and nothing else.
It was so tiring that even if he had the energy, I couldn't cope with it.
"Sometimes I really regret how good it is to let your little bird follow people." One morning, he smiled, his forehead resting on my forehead, "Now, I don't want a dessert." ”
I lifted my chin and kissed him: "Dessert is coming... Get up and have a meeting at 9 a.m. today. ”
As I spoke, I pushed him out of bed.
"Too much change!" He sighed, "I thought in the beginning, I wanted to catch a plane, you were not pestering me, and now it is only a meeting, you will actually push me up." ”
"Today is different from the past! Besides, that time you obviously couldn't help it, saying that if you didn't say anything, it would be how..." I smiled and kissed his lips again, "Let's have a big dinner on the weekend!" Definitely makes you happy. ”
"Oh?" He was in a state of excitement and his eyes were shining.
I had the feeling of being watched by wolves, but I didn't think much about it when I thought about being eaten by him.
The agreed time for a big meal is on weekends, theoretically, Friday night through Sunday night.
We worked overtime on Friday, working overtime until 10 p.m., and we got it all done.
I let out a long breath and stretched out.
I don't know how Mr. Zhuo is doing there, whether he has finished things.
"Boss, I'm OK, what about you?" I messaged him on QQ.
"Pour me a cup of coffee and come in." He said.
My heart was full of helplessness and self-blame.
04
In the past, when Secretary Ding was his secretary, he rarely worked overtime, but now, I am his secretary, he works overtime almost every day, and many socializing are pushed.
I walked over to the coffee machine and clicked the key to make coffee.
On weekdays, these things are all done by Secretary Song, who has a precise grasp of Mr. Zhuo's taste, and also told me about the proportion of sugar milk, saying that when working overtime, maybe Mr. Zhuo will drink coffee.
I made the coffee in strict accordance with Secretary Song's instructions and brought it to Mr. Zhuo.
"Close the door." The moment I entered the door, Mr. Zhuo had already spoken.
I was a little surprised.
"How can there be coffee without dessert?" He laughed.
On my brain circuit, every area is thinking about work, there are no associative cells, coffee is coffee, dessert is dessert, I subconsciously replied: "What do you want to eat?" At this time, many stores are closed. ”
He smiled and held out his hand to me: "Come here." ”
The relationship between me and him made me unable to have any rejection of him, and although this was the office, I still obediently put down my coffee and put my hand under his hands.
He pulled me to his side and pulled me to sit on his lap with his arms wrapped around my waist.
"Aren't you still working?" I smiled and looked at the computer.
Just one glance, all the expressions on my face froze!
"That's what you asked me to pour you coffee to refresh?" I pointed to the "minesweeper" on the computer, super speechless.
"Of course not." His lips landed on my cheeks, lingering in my ear, "I told you to pour coffee so you could bring dessert in." ”
"There's no dessert!" I still don't understand.
"Aren't you?" His hands began to drift, and his lips, with a hot breath, kept moving around my neck.
I couldn't help but groan, it was a broken, unbearable sound.
After all, I was still sane, and I was busy looking at the huge floor-to-ceiling window, only to see that not only the shutters were closed, but even the curtains were closed.
This person is clearly premeditated.
He patted me on the leg and asked me to sit on top of him.
Huge boss chair, two well-dressed people intimate.
After that, how the clothes fell one by one, how the pants were gone, now I think about it, it is impossible to examine.
In short, lust and lust are completely out of control.
I don't know if Mr. Zhuo was planning to be in the office, or if he originally planned to eat a dessert and then didn't control it...
05
When we got home, it was early in the morning.
"I thought, what do you think of freeing up the small room in the office and turning it into a lounge?" Mr. Zhuo sat down on the couch and asked very casually.
The small room inside the office...
Mr. Zhuo did have a small room in his big office, and that room is now a grocery room, filled with old materials.
If you want to vacate that room, it is not difficult at all, you just need to find a new room to put the information.
It's just that he's talking about this topic at this time, how do I think he's building an office-like place.
"You don't have enough energy? Need a nap? I asked this deliberately, trying to dispel his thoughts.
"Yes!" He smiled, not at all feeling that as a man, not enough energy is a derogatory word, "My old bones, not only to accompany you this little young man to work overtime, but also to serve you this little beast, of course, you must try to rest as much as possible, otherwise you will be old and can't climb the stairs." ”
I was speechless about this reason.
Conscience says, I don't agree.
"I see you're minesweeping."
"Before clearing the mines, I had been working overtime, and I had been sweeping for half an hour."
"You're robber logic."
"Well, I'm a robber."
On Monday, the first thing Mr. Zhuo told Secretary Song was to convert the small room in the office into a lounge.
Secretary Song immediately responded, used the fastest speed in the same city building to find a conference room that is not used much, the conductor moved the information over, and then asked someone to clean, and then on QQ very modestly asked: "What color bedding does Zhuo always like?" ”
I......
"How do I know?" I had blank eyes.
"What color bedding does Ginger Secret like?" He changed his perspective.
"I didn't like the bedding! Never thought about it. "I'd love to drill a hole in the ground, and it's not a good thing to have a life secretary who's too smart."
"Then I'll just buy it." He seemed to be talking to himself, but he knocked on me on QQ again.
I pretended not to see it.
06
Song Bi's execution ability is very strong and super strong.
At 3 p.m., the furniture company brought over a large bed, mattress, bedside table, and a wardrobe.
The color is the simplest wood color, and the lines are outlined by the concave and convex of the wood, which is simple and generous.
It is indeed the style that Mr. Zhuo likes, I think.
Half an hour later, the bedding store sent a complete set of quilts, sheets, sheets, pillows, etc., through the pocket, I vaguely saw the set of supplies, there are white, gray and blue, and... Pink.
"I seem to see pink." I QQ knocked to Song Mi.
"You read that right." Song Mi was sure to tell me.
"How could you buy pink?"
"Don't girls like pink?"
"Kozo is always a man."
“……”
I think he must be thinking: I asked you what color you liked, and you didn't say it, guessing that you bought a pink, and you were still picky!
I looked sideways at him, and he was turning his head to look at me.
"I asked you that question." Sure enough, he spoke.
"I don't sleep in it." I said curtly, looking away.
He smiled, and his smile was unpredictable: "I'll go out for a trip, if Zhuo always has any needs, you can help you do it." ”
"Okay." This is the love of colleagues and helping each other.
Song Mi went out for more than an hour this time, and when it was almost time to leave work, he came back.
He was carrying two large opaque bags in his hands and a hanger.
When he returned, he went straight into Mr. Zhuo's office and came out after almost ten minutes.
"What did you buy?" I asked.
"Mr. Zhuo's personal items." He said.
I skimmed my lips and forgot about it without saying it.
Later, after work, after Song Bi left, I found an excuse to send documents and walked into Mr. Zhuo's office.
"Can I go in and have a look?" After placing the documents on Mr. Zhuo's desk, I made a direct request and stared at the cubicle.
Mr. Zhuo nodded, simply got up and walked over with me.
07
I walked in front, he walked in the back.
This way of walking, going to a place of rest, how do I think it feels suggestive, so I simply turn my head sideways: "Don't do bad things today!" ”
"I just went to see the room." Mr. Zhuo is serious, his eyes are clear, and it seems that I am very impure.
I didn't say a word, reached out and pressed it against the doorknob, opened the door again, turned on the light.
The room is not big, but the bed is big.
A bed takes up two-thirds of the room, with one side of the bed against the wall, a bedside table on the other, and then a large wardrobe.
The room has no windows, only if you have a lunch break, you don't have to worry too much.
"What did Song Mi buy in the end?" I asked.
Mr. Zhuo shook his head: "I haven't seen it yet." ”
"I'll take a look?" Although I was asking for advice, I had already walked to the closet and pulled open the cabinet door.
In the cupboard, there was not only a set of men's pajamas, a set of shirts and trousers, but also a set of women's pajamas, a set of daily skirts, and on the partition below were intimate pants.
I looked embarrassed, thinking that Secretary Song's last trip must have bought these.
"Song Mi is really conscientious!" I say.
"As a life secretary, he is really meticulous." Mr. Zhuo nodded, "With him there, I hardly have to worry about anything." If nothing else, tomorrow there will be a little more clothes in this closet. ”
"He's sure I'll sleep here with you!" I say.
"Isn't it?" Mr. Zhuo asked rhetorically, he paused, "If he didn't even have this bit of eyesight, he would have left a long time ago." ”
I nodded, suddenly thinking of something else, so I walked quickly to the head of the bed, crouched down, and pulled open the bedside table drawer.
The moment I pulled open the bedside table drawer, I wished I was blind.
But the upper and lower drawers were almost full!
The drawer above is fine, but there are drawer wipes and drawer wipes.
The drawer below is neatly placed in the outside of the place where at least 10 boxes of TT, packaging of different colors, at a glance you can see not only a variety of patterns, but also a variety of fragrances...
I...... I want to drill into the soil...