After walking into the wrong room, the president tried to mess with me every night

The box was opened, and a red rope lay inside.

That's right, it's just an ordinary, bare red rope!

Lu Mingyue couldn't believe it. She looked back and forth and almost turned the box over and dismantled it to see if there were any gifts hidden inside.

But no matter how she looked, she couldn't see any other flowers.

During the Chinese New Year, the CEO actually gave her a red rope!

It was just that she slept in his bed a few days ago, which made him embarrassed in front of those elite subordinates. As for teasing her like this?

Lu Mingyue knew that how could such a vengeful CEO forgive her so easily!

What a joy.

At this time, Zhao Xiaohe sent her a WeChat message and asked her if she had opened the gift.

"My colleagues are all posting on their WeChat Moments, praising their boss to the heavens and the earth. Please post one as well to show your loyalty."

Lu Mingyue was in no mood at all and only replied one word to Zhao Xiaohe, "Yeah."

All in all, Zhao Xiaohe joined the company a few days later than her, and Xiaohe received normal benefits. She was happy for Xiaohe, but why was she the only one so special?

Lu Mingyue felt particularly disappointed.

Although Mingyue's heavy emotions could not stay overnight, money-related matters were a big deal to her, and she felt a little listless when she went to work the next day.

I met Zhao Xiaohe while waiting for the elevator.

Zhao Xiaohe seemed very happy and told Lu Mingyue that she gave the watch to her boyfriend last night and her boyfriend liked it very much.

Lu Mingyue felt even more uncomfortable when she thought of her bare red rope.

Zhao Xiaohe noticed something was wrong with Lu Mingyue, "Why do you look so tired?"

Lu Mingyue couldn't help but ask: "Xiaohe, are the year-end gifts for all colleagues the same?"

Zhao Xiaohe said strangely: "Everyone has cosmetics or watches..." She was startled and asked in disbelief: "Is your gift different from ours?"

Lu Mingyue nodded in despair.

Zhao Xiaohe suddenly became excited, "Mingyue, what did Mr. Yan give you?"

"A rope."

Zhao Xiaohe suspected that he heard wrongly, "What? There is nothing else tied to the rope?"

Mr. Yan is so generous and distributes cosmetics and watches to everyone in the company. How could he just give Mingyue a rope?

This unscientific!

Lu Mingyue had a look of despair on her face, "It's just a red | rope, and it's packed in a very beautiful box."

Zhao Xiaohe thought hard, and suddenly his eyes lit up, "Mingyue, do you know that sending red|rope sometimes means..."

"Stop, this is impossible!" Lu Mingyue interrupted her sternly, "Don't make random guesses."

What is her identity?

A big shot like the CEO gave her an ordinary red rope just to warn her that she must have a correct attitude towards her work in the future, otherwise she will tie herself up!

How could it be what they guessed.

"Then why did Mr. Yan give you a rope?" Zhao Xiaohe was puzzled, "That's not right. Is there a word like "making a rope to bind oneself?"

Lu Mingyue recounted what happened when she was drunk a few days ago. Because she was out of touch, she told the story like this——

"I was drunk, and while the boss was having a meeting with his think tanks, I secretly slept in Mr. Yan's bed. After I woke up, I ran out without wearing shoes... In short, Mr. Yan's face was completely embarrassed by me. ”

Zhao Xiaohe always felt that something was wrong, but could not give a reason to refute, so he could only give a thumbs up, "You are so brave!"

Lu Mingyue was in a low mood and complained softly: "I drank that day because I wanted to stabilize Mr. Liu. But the president didn't remember my achievements and only remembered my mistakes. He still remembers them now. He is really stingy."

The elevator arrived just at this time, and the two entered the elevator. Zhao Xiaohe comforted her while entering the elevator.

When Lu Mingyue arrived at the president's office, Yan Chengzhi happened to also come in.

For some reason, Lu Mingyue always felt that Mr. Yan's expression was not very good-looking. When she said hello to him, he pretended not to hear her, took off his coat and started working.

Lu Mingyue hurriedly went to make coffee.

"Mr. Yan, your coffee."

Although I can't get a New Year gift, I still have to work hard to keep the [-] yuan.

Lu Mingyue shook off her bad mood and switched to a meticulous working state.

Yan Chengzhi finally closed the document, tapped his fingertips on the table a few times, and said with a cold expression, "Don't you like yesterday's gift?"

Lu Mingyue felt aggrieved when she thought of the rope and held it in for a whole night. When the CEO asked, she couldn't help but asked boldly:

"Mr. Yan, everyone's gifts are the same, why is mine different?"

As soon as she finished asking, she noticed that Yan Chengzhi's face turned darker again.

"Lu Mingyue, in the entire president's office, except Secretary Deng and Assistant Jin, your salary is the highest."

Just like that, he actually dared to call him stingy behind his back.

"Can that be the same?" Lu Mingyue protested in a low voice: "I work as a secretary and a cook and a nanny, and I work overtime with you until late at night every day. I hold several jobs by myself. Now, everyone gets the same gift, only me If it’s different, how do you want my colleagues to see me?”

"They would just question my ability to do my job."

Yan Chengzhi laughed angrily, "How did you get into the CEO's office?"

What the president said was just to say that she was incapable of working in the first place.

Lu Mingyue felt depressed when she thought of the WeChat screenshot, and whispered: "I didn't mean to say bad things about you."

Yan Chengzhi: "You are not afraid of me now and have learned to talk back?"

Lu Mingyue didn't dare to speak anymore.

He wants people to praise him and also wants people to fear him. The CEO is really narcissistic and powerful.

Zhao Xiaohe also said that the president might like her a little bit.

I kind of like treating her like this, but if I don’t like it, how will she be treated?

Yan Chengzhi suddenly found it interesting when he saw her lowering her head with a depressed look on her face, wanting to contradict her but not daring to say anything.

"Tie the red |string on your right wrist tomorrow."

Hearing the CEO's unquestioning tone, Lu Mingyue was 100% sure that the CEO was deliberately trying to mess with her.

By wearing the red string, the whole company will know that she didn't get the New Year gift.

She was a little listless, "Yes."

Zhao Xiaohe got off work with Lu Mingyue today and asked her to go shopping and get her hair done.

"I'm going to Sifang City after the holiday. I'm going to stay with Zhou Ran for eight days. I have to look good."

It is a common practice for many migrant workers to have a beautiful hairstyle during the Chinese New Year holiday.

Lu Mingyue hasn't received this month's salary yet, so she feels a little unsure and doesn't dare to give out money randomly.She didn't do her hair and only bought two sets of clothes.

Afterwards, he and Zhao Xiaohe had hot pot together, and the bad mood was completely eliminated.

Lying in bed at night, Lu Mingyue checked WeChat.

Shen Weidong still didn't reply to her message.

The agreement to accompany her to the wedding seemed to have been mentioned casually and not taken to heart at all.

Lu Mingyue feels that she has been really unlucky recently. When she gets a holiday, she must go to Hongshan Temple to pay her respects and get rid of her bad luck.

Shen Weidong, who also felt that he was unlucky, was shoveling a shovelful of soil.

Under the guidance of the captain of the well-digging team, he dug the well for nearly half a month and finally dug it to a depth of more than two meters, but there was no sign of water at all.

Shen Weidong even suspected that the captain had teamed up with his cousin to punish him.

After throwing another shovelful of soil outward, Shen Weidong looked up in disgrace at the well that was already higher than himself.

Why do you always feel that this hole was dug to bury you?