The cliché story of a domineering president and his secretary

She, An Yi, actually teamed up with her boss to commit fraud and got on the same pirate ship. The thought of it made her sick.

The boss was in charge of the head office in the morning. Sun Technology was very quiet and An Yi was working peacefully. In the afternoon, Qin Lang came to say goodbye to her in a hurry. He didn't even have time to eat lunch and had to rush to the airport immediately. An Yi felt uneasy. Qin Lang's business trip was completely because of her and he was "exiled" innocently.

While feeling apologetic, she was also relieved. An Yi had a vague feeling that Qin Lang was always overstepping his boundaries in his concern and care for her, so she usually tried to be perfunctory and distant in her responses to text messages. In short, she would avoid him if possible.

It's really weird, has the divorce made her exude some unique charm? Or are men keen on showing their self-worth by squandering kindness?

Flies don't bite seamless eggs. An Yi once thought that because of the divorce, she became an egg with cracks in the eyes of the scumbag with bad intentions, and thus attracted Ding Hong, a fly. But she would never think that Qin Lang, who lived up to his name - a bright and clear world, would think so.

The problem is, even if she has an affair, please be kind to her, Cupid, and have mercy on her, and don't match her up with someone else!

Maybe, maybe Little Sun was just overly enthusiastic and made her self-indulgent, and the boss...how to get rid of him, An Yi vaguely had the answer in her heart, but she would not try it before she was driven crazy.

Not long after Qin Lang left, the boss showed up at Sun Technology. An Yi felt that he was avoiding Qin Lang. Could it be that the arrogant Big Sun was as afraid of Little Sun's fiery interrogation as he was? An Yi felt that he must be overthinking. It was not that serious.

In fact, Ding Hong was really avoiding Qin Lang. He was not afraid of a possible confrontation. After all, as a subordinate, you have no right to ask about your leader's private affairs.

He was worried that Qin Lang would see An Yi, who had not been seen for a long time, appear in the company with him, which would confirm his guess and he would put aside his concerns and speed up the process to harass An Yi.

Anyway, the head office had a backlog of piles of documents handed in by various branches. He spent the entire morning reviewing Amy's reports, and Amy's voice became hoarse.

"Ms. An, I'm here to deliver documents to President Ding." Xiao Yang didn't dare look directly at An Yi. His eyes were fixed on the thick file bags in his hands, which contained documents that President Ding had not yet reviewed.

An Yi gave Xiao Yang a professional smile and knocked on the door of the president's office.

"Please come in."

After pushing the door open, An Yi stood at the door and gestured to Xiao Yang to go in by himself using standard etiquette.

"An Yi, you come in too." Ding Hong's voice was not loud, but it could be heard by several colleagues who were at a distance.

An Yi frowned and bit her lip. She did not go in immediately. Instead, she turned around and walked back to her workstation, picked up the documents delivered by various departments of Sun Technology, and was about to enter the president's office when she met Xiao Yang who had just walked out.

So she and her boss were the only two people left in the president's office.

"It must be hard to deal with the concerns and inquiries from colleagues. Is it going well?"

An Yi knew what the boss meant: Did you let anything slip? Did it arouse suspicion?

He complained in his heart, but his face showed no expression. He replied concisely: "Not bad."

Thanks to the fact that she had been to the place she was on a business trip before, she was very familiar with the local customs and local specialties, and she could just use the four words "company confidential" to dismiss everyone's inquiries about work. At noon today, she postponed the dinner to tomorrow on the grounds of being busy with work. I believe that by then everyone's curiosity will have diminished, and it will be easier for her to deal with it.

"You had a simple lunch, right? You can't just make do with dinner. Do you want to eat out?"

An Yi raised an eyebrow: "Outside?"

"Changing the taste and the dining environment can increase our appetite. How about we have dinner before going home?"

Go home? An Yi felt a chill in his heart, but compared to the cage he had been living in for a few days, An Yi refused to go out with Ding Hong. What if they met their acquaintances? What if paparazzi took photos and exposed them on the Internet? After all, the boss was a rich second-generation celebrity that the entertainment section liked to report.

An Yi shook his head: "Let's go back to the apartment."

Ding Hong carefully looked at An Yi's expression and swallowed his words of persuasion: "Okay, let's take the subway after get off work. Be careful."

"What's there to worry about? Xiao Yang will always follow me, right?" An Yi said provocatively.

Seeing Ding Hong's expression froze for a moment, he finally did not deny it.

It was just a test, but she actually guessed it right! An Yi was furious, and the office fell into silence.

"I've put the document down, please review it." An Yi said stiffly, turned around and left quickly.

Ding Hong could only sigh, as he was in the wrong again.

Since the bidding meeting, Xiao Yang has been designated as An Yi's bodyguard: wherever An Yi is, Xiao Yang will be there.

From today on, when An Yi goes to and from get off work, if she takes public transportation, such as the subway, Xiao Yang will keep a distance of two cars from her. If she drives, Xiao Yang will either be the driver or drive behind her.

During An Yi's eight-hour workday, it is Xiao Yang's rest time. The weekends when An Yi reunites with his family are also Xiao Yang's rest days.

And he, Ding Hong, sent another driver and bodyguard to replace Xiao Yang to take charge of his daily life.

On the other side, in the company lounge.

Don't be angry, calm down! Getting angry is useless anyway! That person has always been selfish and cruel, and will do anything to achieve his goals. Bastard, big bastard!

An Yi covered her head and slumped over the small round table in the lounge, feeling extremely helpless. At this time, her colleagues were busy working, and she was the only one in the lounge. After sitting for a while, An Yi took a glass of ice water, yes, ice water, to calm her uncontrollable anger. Not to mention drinking it, she felt cold in her hands.

Forget it, my stomach can't take it, don't think about yourself. After taking a while, An Yi finally regained her composure and returned to work. Now it seems that only work can make her forget her worries.

"Where are you?"

"Fifty meters behind you, next to the stop sign."

An Yi looked back and finally saw a big boy wearing a baseball cap and baseball uniform.

Is that... Xiao Yang? An Yi blinked. He looked completely different from his usual professional attire of white shirt and black suit. His hairstyle was also very different. His bangs were pressed down by the baseball cap, partially covering his eyes. His overall temperament matched his clothes. He looked like a big boy who was relaxed, lazy and full of youthfulness.

Hidden master! No wonder she couldn't find Xiao Yang all the way, but she knew that since Ding Hong had made the arrangement, Xiao Yang would definitely carry it out without compromise.

In the apartment restaurant.

Xiao Yang has returned to his work suit and tie, and is helping several property staff members to rearrange the furniture. The boss thinks the dining table is too big, and Miss An always sits far away, so now it is replaced with a four-person dining table suitable for a small family, and the empty space is placed with several sets of exquisite flower stands and decorations, and the atmosphere of the restaurant suddenly becomes warm.

Xiao Yang came to the door of the living room, which is now the side bedroom, and knocked twice gently.

"What's the matter?" An Yi's voice asked from inside the door, but the door was not open.

"The restaurant has been renovated. Mr. Ding will be home in about ten minutes. What time will dinner be served?"

The door was opened from the inside, and An Yi looked at Xiao Yang in front of her. She was puzzled: "Even if you are a driver and a bodyguard, why do you also take on the role of a housekeeper? How many positions do you have?"

Xiao Yang was embarrassed for a moment. He stammered for a moment and replied, "If you need anything, you can tell me. If I can't do it, I will report it to Mr. Ding in time. Butler Li is the housekeeper, and I am your...life assistant. During your stay here, Butler Li and I will assist each other to provide you with a better living environment."

Assistant? I, an assistant, actually have an assistant? Xiao Yang, who is usually taciturn, explained his job responsibilities in a complete and complete way, which impressed An Yi.

There was a noise coming from the front door, and Xiao Yang was excited. Could it be Mr. Ding? Then Miss An's firepower could be diverted from him.

Ding Hong was changing shoes in the hallway and saw that his pair of off-white slippers was missing from the shoe cabinet, but a pair of beige lambskin loafers was added. This sight alone made Ding Hong happy. On the way, he was yearning and eager to go home, and now, a sense of fulfillment filled his heart again.

This feeling was familiar yet strange. He had experienced it when he was a child, but it was not until many years later that he experienced it again. Subconsciously, Ding Hong touched his heart. He wanted to remember it, and he was afraid of losing it.

Entering the living room, Ding Hong saw Xiao Yang standing there at a loss, wondering: "What's going on?"

"Nothing, oh, something's up. Miss An said dinner can be served at seven o'clock. What do you think?"

"Sure, thank you for your hard work. You can go off work too. See you tomorrow." Ding Hong replied before Xiao Yang finished speaking, expressing his gratitude and concern. Xiao Yang is a bridge between him and An Yi, second only to Uncle Han. In the future, he will have to "accompany" An Yi every day, so it is important to maintain sufficient energy.

"Thank you, Mr. Ding." Xiao Yang was terrified and left in a hurry. Since Mr. Ding didn't ask, he didn't need to say anything. Just now, Miss An heard Mr. Ding coming back and said "seven o'clock" and hurriedly closed the door. He understood very well. Who could like someone who tried his best to imprison him? Who could not be afraid?

There was another knock on the door, and this time the person standing at the door was Ding Hong.

An Yi opened the door: "It's two minutes to seven. I'll go by myself."

"Let's go over, wash our hands, and get ready. It's exactly seven o'clock." Ding Hong smiled warmly.

An Yi is speechless. Well, you are the master of time management who is so rigorous that it is impeccable.

When he arrived at the restaurant, An Yi was surprised. Except for the interior decoration, everything else, such as the structural layout, furniture and decorations, were all replaced.

Xiao Yang told her that the restaurant was under renovation and could not be used before six o'clock, and it would make noise, so she hoped she could understand. An Yi didn't care, she would just stay in her bedroom and had no interest in moving around.

She faintly heard a few friction sounds on the ground and thought it was just some simple replacement of objects, but she didn't expect it to be a drastic change. Then she remembered the process of the corridor turning into a living room, and the living room of the cloned master bedroom she currently lived in... Well, powerful money power.

An Yi couldn't help but be curious and looked around.