To keep alive, I tempt Buddhists to lose control every day

Fu Chenzhou crossed his long legs, his bony hands casually resting on his knees, his wrist bones protruding sharply.

He tilted his head slightly, his facial features were perfectly contoured, his eyebrows were cold, and his eyes were nonchalant yet full of aggression.

Like a lurking cheetah, exuding a fierceness ready to pounce.

"What's your major? Education? Specialties?"

The cold voice and the methodical questions made one think it was an interview if one didn't know better.

Jiang Yu frowned and thought about it seriously.

What professional?

metaphysics.

Educational qualifications?

Transformation period.

Specialty?

His main activity was to learn sword skills and attain enlightenment, and in order to make a living, he would occasionally go down the mountain to perform.

If you perform for money, the range of skills is quite broad.

Fortune telling, talismans, feng shui, slaying demons and monsters...

[Host, please don't tell this to the male protagonist. You will be considered a psychopath! Just tell him that you want to learn how to do business from him.]

Jiang Yu pursed his lips.

A little bit hit.

She had no intention of learning any business skills.

After organizing her words, she slowly opened her lips and said, "I don't know anything. I just want to stay by your side."

【puff--】

The system almost laughed out loud.

I feel very relieved that the host has finally put his mind on conquering the hero.

After hearing Jiang Yu's answer, a variety of complex emotions flashed across Fu Chenzhou's eyes.

A few days ago, some top students from Harvard, Lu, and Sun Yat-sen University who came to the company to submit their resumes did not even have the chance to interview.

At that time, when he made drastic adjustments to the personnel structure, he also solemnly warned that no backdoor access was allowed within the company.

But now an exception is made for ginger fish.

Forget it, at worst her salary can go into his personal account.

After all, he owed her.

"I'll let Qin Jin make the arrangements. You can stay in the CEO's office for internship for the time being. If you have any questions, ask Qin Jin for help."

As he spoke, Fu Chenzhou sent a message to Qin Jin.

Qin Jin thought he could finally breathe a sigh of relief after finally dealing with the media.

As a result, as soon as I saw the work instructions sent by my boss.

A mouthful of blood almost gushed out.

Life is hard for workers, and being the president’s assistant is even harder!

Fu Group.

Ding--

We took the exclusive elevator to the 33rd floor of the building.

This entire floor is the president's office area.

The working environment is very modern, and the decoration style is simple and artistic. The whole green wall is full of the breath of the jungle, and the intelligent lighting supply system can not only provide light suitable for plant growth, but also provide sufficient fresh air for the office.

Jiang Yu followed behind Fu Chenzhou, looking around.

When I passed by the big office, I found that the staff in the president's office were almost all men.

They are all handsome and good-looking, and all of them are elite in suits and ties.

It's pleasing to the eyes, and makes you feel refreshed just by looking at it!

"Boss Fu, Qin Jin had a car accident on the way back to the company. He is fine, and the car damage has been reported to the insurance company."

A man in a gray suit came up with a stack of documents and reported to Fu Chenzhou, "Hongsheng Group officially announced this morning that it will cooperate with Jiang Group to develop a cultural tourism project in Jinxi City."

Fu Chenzhou's face was cold as ice. He said nothing and walked straight into the president's office.

The man in the gray suit followed closely behind. When he arrived at the door, he found Jiang Yu still behind him. He immediately bowed to her with a spring breeze and greeted her respectfully, "Miss Jiang, please go first."

Jiang Yu was stunned for a moment.

How does he know me?

In fact, Jiang Yu’s information had already been sent to the secretary’s work group.

Just as she walked into the president's office, the man in gray suit secretly took a picture of her back and sent it to the group.

Xiao Ma Overtime: The girl is so beautiful! She is a hundred times more beautiful in person than in the photo! I don’t know what skin care products she uses, her skin is so white and glowing. When I talked to her just now, her voice was also very nice!

The worker's whip: Tsk tsk tsk, tell me, when has our CEO's office ever hired a female secretary? Today, President Fu even brought her to work in person. There's something fishy going on here!

Going to work is worse than visiting graves: Haha, Qin Jin secretly added the young lady’s WeChat last time, but failed to poach her?

Xiao Ma works overtime: Want to steal Mr. Fu’s girlfriend? He’s afraid his life will be in danger!

……

On the Second Ring Road, Qin Jin had just finished dealing with his car insurance and was about to take a taxi back to the company. As soon as he opened his phone, he saw another message from the work group: 99+.

When I clicked on it, it was all gossip.

Qin Jin's fingertips danced as he replied: I added Miss Jiang to the group.

In an instant, the group became as quiet as a chicken.

In less than a few seconds, Jiang Yu's WeChat was added to the work group of the President's Office.

In the president's office, the man in the gray suit is still reporting on his work.

Jiang Yu sat on the sofa and looked at the WeChat notification on his phone.

I was inexplicably pulled into a group called "Handsome men who want to be supported by rich women every day."

It sounds very indecent.

Since the system often educates her about the dangers of online fraud, she quit the group without a second thought.

These days, the pig-killing scams are about defrauding people of both money and sex.

Soon, she was pulled into the group again.

She retreated again.

Add more over there.

She retreated again!

……

You're fighting with her, right?

When she was added to the group for the tenth time, she did not quit. Instead, she pressed the button and sent a voice message.

"I'm not a rich woman, and I don't want to support a gigolo! Stop dragging me into the group!"

After saying that, he left the group again cleanly and neatly.

The group is like dead.

How do you explain this misunderstanding?

In the president's office, the two men who were discussing work also quieted down, raised their heads, and looked at Jiang Yu.

Fu Chenzhou's amber eyes were deep and filled with emotions that were hard to describe.

He was the one who brought the woman here, so even if she got into trouble and brought shame upon herself, he would be the one to bear the consequences in the end.

He raised his hand to rub his temple and said to the man in the gray suit, "Notify the president's office to hold a brief meeting in ten minutes."

"Yes." The man in the gray suit left the office quickly, afraid that he would walk too slowly, and couldn't help but smile.

This Miss Jiang is so funny!

Jiang Yu stood up, walked to Fu Chenzhou's desk, and asked directly: "Where do I sit at work? And how is my salary calculated?"

"Where do you want to sit? How much salary do you want?"

Fu Chenzhou threw the question to her and let her make her own choice.

Jiang Yu actually doesn’t understand, but she pretends.

"Everything is arranged by President Fu."

Answering questions with questions is just repetitive and repetitive.

Fu Chenzhou glanced at Jiang Yu calmly, picked up his phone and called Qin Jin, "Have you arrived at the company?"

"The elevator is on the first floor. It takes 5 minutes to get to the CEO's office, just in time for the meeting."

Qin Jin was about to breathe a sigh of relief after finishing his report.

On the other end of the phone, another instruction was given, "Arrange a workstation for Jiang Yu. There is no need to go through the procedures with the Human Resources Department. From now on, all matters concerning her should be confirmed directly with me, including her salary."

Qin Jin calmed down and said, "Okay, Mr. Fu."

What else is there not to understand?

They are not bound by company rules and regulations, and their wages go into the boss's personal account.

Qin Jin couldn't help but sigh in the group: My stomach has been feeling bad lately and I want to eat some soft food.