The cliché story of a domineering president and his secretary

"Is it to your taste?"

The boss suddenly asked a question, and An Yi hurriedly nodded in response: "The meat is plump and tender, and the fish soup is particularly rich. It is definitely the most delicious fish I have ever eaten!" She spared no effort to praise it. Although this was the fact, she also wanted to do her best to resolve the embarrassment of a certain young lady slamming the door and leaving.

Ding Hong nodded: "But it's too greasy, very greasy. Although drinking chrysanthemum tea is refreshing, it's better to drink warm rice wine." Seeing that An Yi didn't care but was still perfunctory, he had to explain a few more words: "Chrysanthemum is benign, and it's okay to drink a small cup, but it's not good for your stomach to relieve greasiness. Besides, ginger and brown sugar have been added to the rice wine, which is very warming."

"Okay, I understand." An Yi's eyes were fixed on the exquisite wine warming container. The waitress next to her immediately stepped forward and took out the small pot inside to pour a cup for An Yi. Then she looked at the male guest, and when she saw that he nodded, she stepped forward and filled the cup as well.

The rice wine itself has its own unique aroma, and when it was steaming, Xiaoyi held the wine cup and approached An Yi, her nose was hit by the fumes. She subconsciously wanted to avoid it, but when she looked up, she saw her boss was watching her movements. She had no choice but to hold her breath and take a sip: the spiciness of the wine slightly rushed into her nose and tongue, the sweetness that followed, the spiciness when she swallowed it, and the warmth that slowly rose in her stomach...

An Yi was surprised for a moment, and a satisfied and comfortable smile appeared on her lips. She had drunk rice wine before, but maybe it didn't have any additives? Or maybe it wasn't as high-grade as this wine? Anyway, the impression left at that time was not good. Among the several kinds of wine, compared with the bloating of beer, the spiciness of white wine, and the strange taste of rice wine, she still prefers red wine.

Ding Hong, who was sitting across the table, had already seen that his recommendation had caught the lady's eye, so he raised his glass and drank a cup as well. The two of them enjoyed the food in silence, without saying anything more. Until he saw An Yi had already drunk a few cups of wine, he had to remind her: "This wine is quite old, and you can't drink it as a drink even if you add brown sugar, or you'll get drunk."

"Okay, I understand." This was her standard reply as usual, and she put down the wine cup immediately. However, it was not known whether this woman really understood or was just following orders. Ding Hong should have been satisfied with his subordinate's obedience, but he felt as if his heart was choked and he was at a loss.

At this moment, Manager Liu came with a group of waiters and served rice noodles cooked in fish soup, several desserts and a fruit plate. The driver Xiao Yang came to ask for instructions to prepare the car, which announced that the meal was coming to an end. It also dispelled Ding Hong's depression. He just felt that he was becoming more and more petty and he must correct it.

He is a businessman pursuing a big career, but he is so worried about gains and losses for no reason. He is so hopeless.

Influenced by his parents, love is just to spice up life, and marriage is only for procreation. Moreover, he has no intention of procreation. He is an independent-minded person, a modern man, without the cognition and sense of mission of a stallion. Thinking of his own childhood, why should he create another life to follow his old path?

Many years ago, when his family helped him contact blind dates, Ding Hong solemnly stated that he was a non-marriage and non-childbearing person. Of course, no one believed him, thinking that he was young and playful, and that he had been poisoned by the Western "selfish" thinking after going abroad. But no one was too worried, thinking that he was just too young.

But every time he met his grandmother, his grandmother would still mention him, and his parents and other aunts and uncles would still provide him with blind dates. In the past two years, as his "flower name" spread, such traditional topics have slightly decreased, but as he entered the age of 30, the list of people who were praised as ladies from noble families continued to come, making him extremely annoyed! Fortunately, he was not an idle second-generation rich man who could not turn down a bunch of relatives because of his busy work.

With mixed thoughts, Ding Hong turned his head to look at An Yi beside him. How could the imperfect profile reflected by the neon lights outside the car attract him so much? Is it true that beauty is in the eyes of the beholder? There are obviously real beauties, so why does he have to be stuck with a fake one? Should he wake himself up? But, can he wake himself up?

Because of the slight intoxication from alcohol or because the dark color of the car interior concealed his thoughts better, he only felt his heart beat more easily and he was less willing to control it.

An Yi's five senses were sharp. She turned sideways and saw the boss looking in her direction. Although the lights outside the car were flashing, the boss's position was against the light, and his whole body was shrouded in the dark car, so she couldn't see where his eyes were looking. She could only guess: Is he looking out the window? Is there some lively gossip? An Yi hurriedly looked outside the car, thinking she could guess where the boss's eyes were...

Oh. I give up!

Ding Hong was speechless as he was still ignored even though he had stared at her so brazenly.

Even if the light was blocked, she should have blushed and her heartbeat should have been a little bit passionate, right? Why did she think without a doubt that he was looking out the window? Thinking back to the brightly lit office, the cable car, and Yunqing Mountain, this woman still couldn't sense it! Did she have to confess her love to him in public? I've never seen such a laborious and untactful woman!

Ding Hong was so angry at the moment, not to mention that he was really right.

Because my mother's appearance is more outstanding than An Yi's, the elders have said with a half-regretful and half-joking tone since I was a child: "You must be more beautiful if you look like your mother, but it's a pity that you look more like your father."

An Yi is not as eye-catching as her mother. She is a beautiful girl with delicate appearance, which makes it easier for people to fall in love with her. Therefore, most boys who fall in love with her are cautious and shy.

An Yi, who was not very confident about her appearance, was afraid of being laughed at for being too sentimental, so unless she clearly expressed her feelings to him, An Yi would not dare to play any ambiguous games. Some people misunderstood that An Yi had no affection for them and gave up and went to find new love.

Her classmates and good friends have also "enlightened" her and felt sorry for her missing the chance, but An Yi doesn't think so. She believes that what can be missed is not the real fate, so there is no pity.

Her ex-husband Meng Siqian is a man with good IQ and EQ. They were classmates and had met each other several times at parties. He quickly identified his goal and was afraid that someone else would get there first. He boldly courted her and circled around her every day. In the end, he successfully won her over. Otherwise, An Yi would not take the initiative to advance even if he had a good impression of her. So much so that when they recalled the past after they got married, Meng Siqian would praise himself for being both smart and brave.

"An Yi". Ding Hong didn't know why he opened his mouth, nor did he know what to say, but at this moment, his mood and atmosphere were right, he just wanted to shout "An Yi" and see what he could say. He regretted that he should have drunk a few more glasses to make an excuse for talking nonsense after drinking. With his alcohol tolerance, Ding Hong was really embarrassed to pretend to be drunk, it was too fake.

"What's up, boss?" An Yi tried to gather his scattered nerves, sat up straight, and responded professionally. The aftereffects of the rice wine seemed to be taking effect.

Yellow wine is generally not strong, but as the boss said, it has a good vintage, and it is specially supplied from the place of origin together with the fish, so it is naturally excellent. It is just with the auxiliary ingredients, and it is not only mellow and fragrant, but also warm and comfortable in the stomach, so she drank more.

Ding Hong still hadn't decided what to say. Seeing that the other party had already assumed the work status of a general assistant, he remembered the press conference...Okay, then let's chat for a while.

"The press conference is on Friday, and there will be a celebration banquet after the conference. It will last until late, so you don't have to attend." Judging from An Yi's recent speed of leaving get off work and her mood, her daughter should have returned. This is the result of Ding Hong's deliberate observation, and An Yi should not be too obvious.

"Thank you for your concern, boss." An Yi was touched, she was very touched, so she felt even more embarrassed. "I had no problem that day, and my family had no problem either. Thank you again, I know the press conference is very important, I will do my best." After saying that, she lowered her head slightly, her eyes sour.

Is there any other boss who is so good? Although her private life is notorious, her personality is cold and violent, and her work requirements are so strict that she is obsessed with mysophobia. But so what? Knowing that she can only work for a few months and that she cannot work overtime at will due to family reasons, he still gave her such a good position, trusted her, and provided convenience. After her divorce, she was able to successfully apply for Sun Technology, which was really a blessing from God. Although it cannot be said that he saved her from danger, at least he opened a window for her to see the sun.

So the boss is kind, at least to her. Of course, everyone has evil, especially a capitalist with a good family background, but it seems that the boss has no evil to her. Whether it is doing good deeds or compassion, she has benefited from it. She used to worry about risks in her work, but there is no sign of it. An Yi also believes that the professional ethics she has always been proud of will help her keep the bottom line.

At this moment, Ding Hong was thinking about how to get An Yi not to come. The corporate publicity department was responsible for all external liaison work that day, while assistants headed by Amy were responsible for internal coordination and venue guidance. Ding Hong had selfish motives, and he didn't want An Yi to get involved.

Last time in the conference room, he saw An Yi serving tea and water, Amy's random assignments, and the interaction with Mr. Zhao. Mr. Zhao, and the pimp Lu Hua, Ding Hong's eyes were cold, and he remembered that when An Yi first joined the company, Manager Lu was determined to get him. It was also that time that Ding Hong was moved with compassion and transferred An Yi out of the sales department. Maybe he would not admit it at the beginning, but how could he still deceive himself now?

Originally, Ding Hong wanted An Yi to attend as a guest, and was very happy to see An Yi see his most glorious and proud moment at the press conference. But this was too unreasonable. Although he was pursuing it, he also gave himself a position where he could attack or defend, calculated the pros and cons of both sides, and tried to persuade himself to stop, which was not considered to be a loss of mind.

Secondly, letting An Yi be the guest, combined with some previous details, an old fox like Manager Lu would definitely take the attitude of preferring to believe it, and the same is probably true for others.

Furthermore, with her comfortable personality, how could she accept the status of a guest? She must be busy working to repay her boss for his kindness.

So the best arrangement is...

"I know you have a sense of responsibility as an assistant, but the press conference has been handed over to Amy, and you didn't have any contact in the early stages." At this point, Ding Hong still couldn't help wanting to shake up his feathers like a peacock: "If you have time, it would be nice to come and watch the ceremony."

Watching the ceremony? As a guest? An Yi pursed her lips and kept silent, trying to hide her doubts. Blinking, her little brain quickly worked: Amy was in charge, so she was not allowed to participate and could only sit in the audience...

"I'm not qualified. I'd better follow your advice and not participate. Thank you for your care, boss!" An Yi said sincerely.

Hmm? His thoughts changed too quickly. Ding Hong narrowed his eyes and looked at An Yi. He reviewed the conversation between the two of them just now. He seemed to understand. Just as he was about to say something else, his cell phone rang.