The cliché story of a domineering president and his secretary

With Qin Lang's return, the countdown to Sun Technology's new product launch has officially begun.

In recent days, the media has come in waves, interviewing Ding Hong and related executives, scouting locations in the office area, taking photos of Ding Hong alone, with executives and even with employees, etc. Then, major operators and agents came one after another, some meeting in the company's conference room, some booking in a hotel's conference hall, visiting a dealer to negotiate and conduct final review of qualifications, including the company's internal logistics and warehousing docking, and the company's publicity department was doing the press conference. The final bidding for the contractor's final plan was successfully completed and entered the practical stage...

The usually calm Sun Technology has become bustling with activity, especially today. The company will hold the final presentation of corporate and product promotional videos and promotional materials in the afternoon. Several bigwigs from the head office, including Uncle Han and Manager Wan, will be present at the venue. General Assistant Amy has been personally making preparations for the meeting these two days, which has made all the male colleagues secretly happy, as if they have a chance to win the favor of a beautiful woman.

"Hello, Mr. Zhao, hello, boss." When An Yi saw the visitor, he stood up respectfully and greeted him.

"Hello, Miss An." A short, thin and energetic middle-aged man nodded to An Yi with a very kind look. He followed Ding Hong beside him and stepped into the president's office. Following closely behind them were Manager Lu and two capable subordinates.

Until the door of the president's office was closed, An Yi let out a sigh of relief and sat down to continue doing his own work, thinking that they might be having a brief meeting before the meeting, after all, the big shots had arrived one after another.

Mr. Zhao is the largest distributor of Sun Technology in North China and even in the whole country. He is the general agent for the new product operation. It is also the first time for the boss to adopt this operation mode. It can be said to be bold. Colleagues all say that young bosses are indeed bold. As for the results, it is naturally unknown. Everyone can't help but worry about it. After all, it is related to the company and their own future.

Thinking of this, An Yi stopped typing on the keyboard and took a rare break from distraction. Although the company's success or failure was none of her business, she still hoped that the company would develop brilliantly, and she would have a role to play in it in the future.

Although An Yi didn't know Mr. Zhao's specific background, he looked very humble. He was about fifty years old, with a well-maintained body. He walked beside the boss in a neat suit. Although there was a certain difference in height between the two, he was equally impressive in aura. Compared with the boss's domineering and arrogant appearance, he seemed mature, steady and elegant, which made people like him more and respect him unconsciously.

The person who can convince the boss to become the exclusive distributor, in addition to excellent management ability and marketing network channels, the most important thing is of course financial strength. According to the gossip that An Yi got, although Mr. Zhao's assets are not as good as those of the Ding family, they are still better than those of Mr. Ding. Mr. Zhao is a standard Confucian businessman in terms of temperament. He treats people gently and kindly, which makes An Yi like him even more. Thinking of his own boss who was walking beside him and looked down on everyone... Alas, their personalities are completely different, so it's better not to mention them.

An Yi shook her head in disdain, and her white jade fingers continued to work on the keyboard. Thinking of Amy who was busy in the conference room, she felt sorry for her, because that was supposed to be her job.

Yesterday, the boss told her to stay at her workstation to do data and document support, while Amy would be responsible for the venue coordination. An Yi nodded in obedience, guessing that the boss was worried about her lack of ability and experience, so she got some free time, so she didn't feel dissatisfied with being ignored, but instead felt a little ashamed.

At this moment, seeing Amy hurriedly walking out of the meeting room with a laptop and looking at him, An Yi subconsciously stood up and asked.

"You can take over from me when you come." Amy was satisfied with An Yi's quick response and explained concisely, "I just received an urgent email and need to print it out and submit it to President Ding for approval." Without stopping, she walked towards a vacant small meeting room next to her. After a slight pause, she turned back and said, "It's very simple: ask the guests for their drinking water needs and send them a meeting document. I have sorted out the documents and placed them on the long table in the back row. Is this okay with you?"

"No problem." An Yi nodded. He thought, does the other party think he is a rookie in the workplace? But what can he do? He is the CEO's top secretary. Look, there are different levels of secretaries.

What about people?

Ding Hong was watching Manager Lu making a PPT report, and his eyes inadvertently swept across the figure outside the glass wall. Of course, this level of distraction did not affect the current work at all.

"Boss, do you have any other questions?" Manager Lu asked respectfully.

Ding Hong shook his head: "What do you think, Mr. Zhao?"

Mr. Zhao also shook his head and smiled to indicate no.

"Okay, Manager Lu, take President Zhao to the conference room first. I'll get ready and come right over."

"Okay." Manager Lu and President Zhao stood up at the same time, opened the door and left humbly.

Why hasn't she come back yet? I arranged for her to hide away, but I didn't expect her to disappear without a trace.

Ding Hong snorted coldly and closed the computer.

When he walked into the meeting room, everyone stood up to greet him. Even a female employee who was serving stopped her work and stood respectfully. As he walked to the main seat, the female employee handed him a document and asked, "Boss, what would you like to drink? Pure water, tea or coffee?"

This service staff was naturally his missing excellent secretary - An Yi.

Ding Hong did not answer, but greeted with a smile the person in charge of the planning company who came over. Then several of his own executives took advantage of the gap before the meeting to ask for urgent matters.

An Yi wisely stepped back a few steps and waited for a moment, only to find that the boss was too busy to pay attention to her, so she took a bottle of purified water and placed it on the boss's desk. This was the safest choice, as Amy would be back soon anyway and she knew the boss' preferences better.

Just as she was thinking, Amy had already hurried back with a stack of documents. She glanced at the venue and went straight to the boss. An Yi quickly gave up her seat and walked back to the door of the meeting room. There were still more than ten minutes before the meeting, and there might be guests who had not arrived yet. She thought about it and decided to wait until Amy was done before leaving. It shouldn't take long.

"Miss An."

A familiar voice called out, and An Yi quickly turned around and found that it was Mr. Zhao. She hurriedly smiled and walked forward: "Mr. Zhao, do you have any instructions?"

"No, no, I would like to trouble Miss An to get another copy of the information for me to take back for filing." Mr. Zhao smiled warmly.

An Yi responded quickly and retrieved the information swiftly. Just as he was about to hand it to Mr. Zhao, he saw Amy walking towards him quickly, causing An Yi to stop and ask with his eyes whether she came for him.

"The boss wants to ask you something. Who is this for?"

"Oh, to Mr. Zhao. I'll go over first, thank you!" An Yi quickly changed direction, feeling nervous and helpless.

"Boss, Amy said you were looking for me?"

"Well, what are you doing?"

"Do... do venue service." Hearing the boss's low and cold voice, An Yi was so flustered that she couldn't speak properly. After more contact, she gradually distinguished when the boss's voice was of the same temperature, when it represented normal emotions, and when it represented displeasure... Now this situation seemed to be... displeasure with a little anger.

Sure enough, the boss squinted at him and said, "Oh? I asked you to do this today?"

"No...No, I'm here temporarily to replace Amy."

"So you want to listen to Amy?"

"Because she has important documents that need to be printed and sent to you for your approval. It's urgent." An Yi's words were originally righteous, but they sounded a little timid, which completely lowered her momentum. She was angry at her own weakness. The boss is not a tiger? Can he eat me? What is there to be afraid of!

"Boss, I asked An Yi to take over temporarily. I'm sorry." Amy had come back without knowing when. She understood the boss's micro-expressions better than An Yi, so she apologized without hesitation and turned to An Yi and said, "Since the boss has assigned you other work, just tell me next time."

"You guys." Ding Hong suddenly interrupted Amy and said, "You are all my secretaries. You only need to obey my orders." After that, he handed the signed document in his hand to Amy and waved his hand to signal them to return to their respective positions.

At this time, the others who were waiting not far away dared to come over to talk to the boss. As for the content of the conversation between the boss and the two secretaries, no one cared. It was nothing more than arranging a certain matter. What important value could it have?

An Yi and Amy walked towards the door of the conference room together, but Amy stayed while An Yi stepped out and returned to his work.

The two secretaries had completely different psychological feelings about this little incident.

Although An Yi was criticized, she didn't care much. Her boss was moody and overbearing. She could enjoy peace and quiet at her workstation during such a busy and tense time. Why not? With the recent launch of a new product, she was prepared to be busy all day long. However, she was surprised that the workload was not much different from the past.

The president's office had waves of visitors, and meetings were held one after another. She didn't need to take minutes, nor did she need to serve the visitors. Every time, the boss would close the door tightly, as if she would turn into a bug and crawl in. Oh, that's right, after all, she will leave in a few months, so maybe she should be more cautious? No, all the meeting materials and records were copied to her, so it was very transparent.

Anyway... it's very strange! Forget it, why think so much, isn't the leisure time I have now exactly what I want? Why am I being so hypocritical? An Yi laughed at himself, opened the file and got down to work.

Meanwhile, the meeting had officially begun. Amy sat back in her seat, opened her laptop and started taking notes. Her boss, Ding Hong, her only supervisor, was giving the opening speech.

Amy sometimes lowered her head to type, and sometimes raised her head to listen to the boss's speech. Looking at the young talent standing by the table, she was absent-minded for a moment, but she was used to how to pretend so that everyone, including herself, thought that she was recording the key points seriously.

"You are all my secretaries. You only need to obey my orders." These words echoed in Amy's ears again, making her eyes slightly sore.

All secretaries? Are they all the same? Are I, An Yi, and other secretaries all the same?

Really? Why? Why am I the same as her and them?

I just asked her to take over for me temporarily. I don't even have the qualifications. I'm the secretary of the president of the head office, a secretary who has been with you for more than two years, but I'm equivalent to a secretary of a branch office who has just joined for a few months?

Boss, Mr. Ding, Ding Hong, can you explain it to me? Let me give up, okay? Okay!

Blinking hard to get rid of the mist in her eyes, Amy lowered her head and typed on the keyboard, pursing her lips slightly. In less than a moment, she raised her head and looked at the man she had admired in her heart. Her eyes had returned to normal. This was also a skill she had practiced a long time ago, and it was growing day by day just like her proficiency as a secretary...