The cliché story of a domineering president and his secretary

"Is there anything else?"

This is the rhythm of kicking her out, An Yi thought. Hearing the cold tone, she was timid for a moment but still opened her notebook.

"Boss, I have a few questions to confirm with you." An Yi tried to speak in a calm tone.

"Oh? You go ahead." Ding Hong raised his eyebrows and saw the notebook in An Yi's hand. He understood that this meant that there were still many questions to be asked.

"Okay, thank you!" Why did An Yi feel that the boss looked like he saw through her and was ready to accept the challenge? She must have been guilty and misjudged.

Although he wanted to give up, the matter had already begun. An Yi read the contents of the notebook one by one:

How are the three tables related to the sales department defined? Do they need to be transferred?

There is one item that involves historical data from previous years. Can we continue to ask the sales department to cooperate in sorting it out?

There is a bug in the current inventory management system. The computer department is improving it according to Manager Lu’s modification suggestions. Do we need to copy all future emails?

In the system, if all management rights are transferred from the sales department to the president, does that mean the boss will receive too many related emails? Should we ask Manager Lu to approve them? Or should we continue with the original approval process?

In addition, should she collect her computers and other fixed assets again or process the asset changes?

There are 2 other items. An Yi is already talking about it with a stiff upper lip.

These were questions she had racked her brains to come up with. They were questions that should definitely be asked, and they were reasonable questions, but they were also trivial and not urgent.

There is only one purpose: to let the big boss understand that such a small position requires him to manage many miscellaneous things, so it would be more convenient and quicker to be assigned to a manager as before.

"Boss, you are so busy and your time is so precious. You really shouldn't waste your time on this position of mine!" An Yi really wanted to say this directly.

Finally, An Yi pretended to be calm and waited for Ding Hong's instructions. A strong pressure filled the office. An Yi knew that if this plan failed, she would never have the courage to challenge this tyrant again.

"That's it." It wasn't a question, but a summary tone. Ding Hong crossed his arms and leaned back in the large and comfortable leather chair.

An Yi nodded like a chick pecking at rice. While she was reporting, she stopped several times to wait for the big boss's response. But the other party didn't even say a word, just motioned for her to continue. This is not good~

Humph, that's all the courage you have. Ding Hong was in no hurry to speak, but stared at An Yi, continuing to exert invisible pressure.

An Yi could only hold on, after all, she had seen some of the world.

Seeing An Yi revealing that heroic look again, Ding Hong sighed inwardly and finally spoke: "You can handle it, right?" His tone was still cold but with a hint of amusement.

He only replied with this simple sentence. Was it an affirmation or a mockery?

An Yi raised her head, which was slightly lowered before, and looked directly at the man with deep eyes.

Sure enough, he understood her intention and threw the question back lightly.

Saying that she can't solve it? This is a question of work ability. With her confidence and pride, she doesn't want others, especially her boss, to see her in this way.

You said it can be solved? Then why are you taking up your boss's precious time talking nonsense?

Although she knew that her previous actions were beyond her capacity, An Yi did not regret taking the risk because she was truly afraid of working under the direct rule of this tyrant.

Besides, she had already thought of a way to deal with it.

An Yi's mouth curled up slightly, with an expression of relief, and replied with some emotion: "Thank you for your trust in me, boss! I will do my best, and come to you for instructions if I have any questions."

After saying this, he bowed slightly respectfully and prepared to leave quietly.

Well done! An Yi was satisfied with his ability to cope with the situation. This was not a defeat.

"Wait a minute." A deep baritone voice sounded from behind. I have to admit, it sounded nice.

An Yi didn't pay attention to this. Although he was trembling in his heart, he still turned around with a standard professional smile and waited quietly for the boss's instructions.

She knew that her perfect solution just now did not help her escape the disaster.

The big boss is going to get angry.

In fact, Ding Hong was somewhat appreciative of An Yi's response. He did see An Yi's purpose, so he deliberately released his authority and let her fall into the trap set for him, waiting to see how his seemingly smart subordinate would respond next.

Unexpectedly, An Yi surrendered without resistance, which made Ding Hong feel bored. After seeing the smug look in An Yi's eyes, Ding Hong felt that his subordinate should receive a small punishment. Is challenging the president a trivial matter without any consequences?

"There is one thing I need to decide, where you will be transferred to."

Looking in the direction where Ding Hong was pointing his finger, An Yi suddenly felt like a thousand horses were galloping through his heart.

There! Oh my God! Doesn't it mean that I will be working under the big boss's nose every day from now on? Where is the easy life I promised? Where is the fish in troubled waters I promised?

The boss personally chose a seat for her, facing the super luxurious desk in the president's office. Sitting here, you can see her whenever you look up. If you happen to catch her in a bad mood, or if you see her slacking off... it's super scary! The pressure is quite high!

The sudden onset of fear and grief made An Yi lack the confidence to control her expression. She did not dare to turn her head to let her boss see the loss of control on her face.

I could only reach out my hand, pretend to misunderstand and point to a slightly stronger spot next to me and say, "Is that it? OK, boss, I got it."

Ding Hong looked at An Yi's dying struggle, his icy face in danger of collapsing. In order to hold back the urge to burst out laughing, he could only lower his voice: "No, it's the position on the left." Completely shattering An Yi's last bit of luck.

An Yi finally accepted his fate, took a deep breath, and turned his head to show that he understood. His eyelids drooped slightly, seemingly surrendering, but it was to hide his mourning for the loss of his freedom.

Ding Hong signaled her that she could leave. It was not that he was unwilling to do so, but it would not be fun to sink the ship all at once. People who try to be clever should be tortured slowly.

An Yi fell back into her chair in a depressed mood. Not only did she fail to achieve her goal, but her luck was also shattered.

It’s a double whammy!

An Yi had considered the issue of adjusting his workstation before. As a direct employee, he should be moved to a position close to the president's office. An Yi is a professional and knows that this is the duty of a subordinate.

But I still crossed this question out of my notebook. Besides wanting to stay away from the tyrant, another reason was naturally that terrifying glass wall!

Some of An Yi's former bosses worked in the same public office area as their subordinates, while others worked in their own offices. But those were ordinary offices, with blinds hanging on glass partitions. Although people in the office could see the office area, it was never as clear and transparent as Ding Hong's wall.

An Yi shuddered at the thought. Her previous thought was: What if her plan succeeded? Or what if the boss simply forgot to ask her to adjust her workstation?

There were several empty seats there, so she could not avoid it, so she quietly chose a relatively hidden seat. However, her previous risky move made her pay such a painful price.

Alas~~ I sighed deeply in my heart and decided to do it!

However, thinking about what Zhou Ya and the others said, the big boss didn't come to their company often, An Yi felt relieved and began to look forward to the successful completion of this big project as soon as possible.

Thinking of this, An Yi calmed down and began to list his handover arrangements on the computer.

Since there is no way to escape, just accept it. The little warrior in An Yi's heart waved his arms high.