After running with the online dating boss

Ai Yumu trembled, showing an expression uglier than crying. If there was a crack in the ground at this moment, she really wanted to get in and disappear into the world without leaving any obstacles.

"Mr. Han, I was just joking just now, so don't take it seriously."

"A joke? Heh, sorry, I've already taken it seriously. And it's a very serious one."

Han Lingyu obviously has a small face, but those dark black pupils make people feel a kind of chill from hell.

The poor little woman was trembling, trembling all over, her tongue was tied, and she didn't know how to explain it.

The man strode forward, and she backed away in fright.

With a click, her heel kicked the stiff table leg, causing her facial features to wrinkle in pain.

But the proud president didn't feel any distress. Instead, he raised his hand coldly, clasped Xiaoqiao's chin, and forced her to look at him.

"Ai Yumu, am I too kind to you? How dare you despise me?"

"Mr. Han, Mr. Han, I really didn't mean it. Listen to my explanation."

"I don't believe it, and I don't have time to listen."

"Uh, Mr. Han, I was wrong. Otherwise, you can deduct your salary."

"Not interested in."

"Then what do you want to do? Otherwise, you will beat me up, just leave me a breath."

Ai Yumu gave up struggling completely, her heart was full of voices cursing herself.

Why do you talk so much nonsense?

This is the company, and it's at the door of the boss's office. She complained unscrupulously, which is clearly asking for a dead end.

It seems that one must die today, forget it, anyway, if you vomit quickly, you will die.

She suddenly closed her eyes and put on a heroic sacrifice expression.

Han Lingyu was originally angry, but couldn't help being amused.

In order not to laugh out loud, he coughed twice, suppressed his smile, and slowly moved his head closer to the little face: "Who is your boyfriend? Why don't I know?"

"Mr. Han, who said you don't know? Didn't I tell you? My boyfriend is [the rest of my life], and we have decided to run now."

Ai Yumu suddenly opened his eyes, because the distance between the two is very close, just a little shaking will make the corners of their lips touch intimately.

In an instant, the corners of her lips felt like an electric shock, the little woman's brain went blank, and her whole body was short-circuited.

But Han Lingyu's eyes were filled with a warm sun, and he was in a good mood.

I am really an idiot, how can I forget the identity of "the rest of my life" when I get excited?

But even so, he still feels a little uncomfortable, and even jealous of himself.

She is obviously alone, but it is obvious that this little woman cares more about another identity.

In a thousand turns, the mood fell again in an instant.

Han Lingyu frowned, and said coldly: "Since you just said that I am a devil and a menopausal woman, you have to stay in the company and work overtime tonight."

"Ah? Mr. Han, please don't."

"Then you want me to beat you up?"

The man approached and slowly raised his hand, in fact, it was just to watch the time, but in Ai Yumu's eyes, this kind of action meant to hit someone with his hands, so he immediately trembled in fright, suddenly raised his hands, and grasped it The man's big hand.

"No, no, Mr. Han, I love my job. I just work overtime. I'll do it, I can do it."

"Really?"

"Really, I really like working overtime. Whatever you ask me to do, I will definitely devote myself to death."

The smile in Han Lingyu's eyes deepened, and he almost couldn't help laughing out loud, but his strong self-control made him suppress it again: "Well, your monk Mingliang is here to sort out the materials for tomorrow's meeting, and then copy them There are 37 copies to ensure that there is no typo."

"Okay, then Mr. Han, can I start working now?"

Ai Yumu squeezed out a professional smile, nodded politely, and looked at the distance between the two.

The corner of the man's mouth raised slightly, but he didn't move away. Instead, he looked at his tightly held hand and said with a smile, "But I don't think Assistant Ai wants me to leave."

"Um, sorry, Mr. Han, I was a little excited just now."

"Well, okay, I will send the document to your mailbox, check it carefully, and if you find a typo, your salary will be deducted tomorrow."

"Mr. Han, please rest assured, for the sake of money, I will definitely not let any typos appear in the document."

There was finally a gap between the two of them. Han Lingyu put his hands in his pockets, as if he really didn't want to pursue it anymore, and walked straight to the elevator.

Ai Yumu breathed a sigh of relief, watched the elevator door close, and then his whole body went limp, slumped on the chair, and smiled wryly: "You see, this is Mr. Han, the invisible Mr. Han. If it wasn't for me This little heart has a strong endurance, and I'm afraid it's already frightened to death."

Shang Mingliang smiled and shook his head, pointing to the computer, "Let's start working first, I'm used to going to bed early, if it's after ten o'clock, I won't be able to fall asleep."

"Ten o'clock? Good habit, you should be considered a rare human being."

As long as Han Lingyu is away, the lively and active Ai Yumu will come back.

While joking with Monk Mingliang, she swiped the mouse and clicked on the file in the mailbox.

Just checking for typos, this kind of work, even elementary school students can complete it, for her, it is easy and stress-free.

But when the document was unfolded, she was instantly dumbfounded, and whispered a mantra.

"What's wrong?"

"Boss Han is trying to trick me on purpose."

Ai Yumu saw that the whole text was interspersed with various English, Korean and Mandarin, which not only tested her translation skills, but also her eyesight.

The document is intricate and has no format. It is easy to read the wrong line if the font is large or small. In addition, there are typos in it. Let alone ten o'clock, whether it can be completed tomorrow morning is a problem.

The more she looked back, the little woman was even more convinced that this was not any information for a meeting at all, but that the narrow-minded boss was taking revenge on her.

Han Lingyu, I never expected that you are such a person!

Seeing her flipping the mouse, Shang Mingming's expression became more and more ugly, and in the end it was even worse than crying.

"Don't even think about going to bed at ten o'clock tonight, work overtime with me."

"Ok."

"By the way, are you hungry? Let's order takeaway first."

"I don't know anything about Korean or Mandarin, and I only know English. It seems that I can't help you. How about I go buy a meal and treat you to eat?"

Ai Yumu opened her mouth wide in astonishment, and asked, "What? You don't know Mandarin and Korean? What country are you from!"

Shang Mingliang spread his hands apologetically, and said innocently, "I'm Korean, but I grew up abroad and all I studied was English."

"Then you speak Mandarin so well, you should know Chinese characters."

"Sorry, I speak Chinese well, but it's only spoken language, and I can't read."

The little girl was completely defeated, with black hair, slumped on a chair, and began to doubt her life.

"Forget it, then go and buy food. It seems that I'm the only one working overtime tonight. How can this be? It's simply unreasonable."

"I'm really sorry, Ai Yumu, then I'm going to buy food, what do you want to eat?"

"I want to eat anything, so you can buy whatever you want, just ordinary claypot rice. It doesn't need to be too expensive. They are all wage earners, and it is not easy to make money."

Although Ai Yumu was depressed, she quickly got into work, frowning and staring at the computer screen, but she still reminded Shang Mingliang not to spend too much money.

Being so considerate made Shang Mingliang feel a little guilty.

He speaks Mandarin so well, how could he not read?
He is Korean, let alone illiterate.

So, this is just an excuse to leave temporarily.

Downstairs, when Hua Lei saw him coming down, he went up and politely asked him.

"Mr. Shang, Boss Han is waiting for you in the car."

"OK."

Shang Mingliang walked to the parking lot together, got into the extended commercial vehicle, and as soon as he entered, he realized that he was a complete poor ghost.

This car is simply a caravan, with a spacious seat, a circular seat, and a table in the middle with a computer and a fruit plate of drinks on it.

Han Lingyu was typing on the keyboard quickly at this moment, making a crackling knocking sound, and the car was even more empty.

He seemed to be very busy, staring at the screen with frowning, without saying a word.

Shang Mingliang was very discerning, so he didn't speak, and kept silent.

Ringing, ringing, a burst of rapid ringing, breaking the dignified atmosphere.

The president, who was concentrating on typing, glanced at the caller coldly, connected it immediately, and asked in a deep voice, "What's going on over there?"

"Mr. Han, I'm afraid Qin Lang's line will be stranded for the time being. Cheng Lengyan was very defensive and did not recruit him. But for the sake of face, he accepted our company's previous security number. As for those interns, he only charged some Those with good grades will be rejected by the cleaning staff.”

"Hehe, this Cheng Lengyan is really an interesting person. He accepted all the security guards, is it because he is afraid of the company being stolen?"

"He seems to have placed important things in the company recently, not only to strengthen the company's security, but also to increase the scope of monitoring. According to reports from our people, Yuntian Technology started from the downstairs of the building, and even the road opposite surveillance equipment."

"Well, has the person we arranged been hired?"

"I arranged for seven people, but only three were hired, all of whom were security guards. However, the areas and tasks they were assigned were different, which is also a good thing for us."

"Well, that's right. Let them gain a firm foothold and ask why Cheng Lengyan installed monitoring equipment."

"Yes."

Han Lingyu leaned back lazily, his eyes flashed brightly, and he said with a smile, "I seem to know why Cheng Lengyan did this."

"Mr. Han, did you find anything?"

"It's actually very simple. Cheng Lengyan likes heresy and doesn't talk about principles. As long as it is beneficial to him, he will do it no matter what means. This time he got the latest plan from our company, of course he will defend himself and be afraid of repeating the plan." Just like me, someone stole the company's information, so I installed surveillance."

"Mr. Han, what you said makes sense. This is indeed a guilty conscience."

"Anyway, he has money, let him do it."