The cliché story of a domineering president and his secretary

Even a fool knows what is going to happen next. An Yi no longer cared about being angry. The only thing echoing in his mind was: "No! I don't want to! I don't want it!"

The person blocking her way couldn't be pushed away, and her waist was also firmly locked. An Yi, who had no way to escape, suddenly threw herself into Ding Hong's arms, holding onto his shirt with all her strength! She was afraid that she would be pulled away abruptly and continue the unfinished...

Time stood still. Ding Hong stared blankly at the person in his arms, shocked by An Yi's decision and deeply annoyed by his own impulsiveness.

It was so offensive. How would she view herself? Could she forgive herself? In her anxiety, her hand suddenly loosened without her knowing when, and she didn't know where to put it. It just stayed in the air.

An Yi dared not move at all, with her eyes tightly closed. She was in a very awkward situation, yet she took the initiative to throw herself into his arms.

But she did not regret it, and was extremely grateful for her quick wit. It was almost, just a little bit, and the lips of the world's biggest pervert would have touched hers!

Ding Hong also guessed what the person in his arms was thinking. Settle for the second best? You are worthy of being my An Yi, such a smart An Yi.

I felt mixed emotions in my heart. The regret was only for a moment, but I was even more grateful that my reckless act did not succeed. Especially when I saw a tear slide down the face of the person in my arms, my chaotic thoughts collapsed at this moment.

"I'm sorry, An Yi, I'm sorry," Ding Hong said with a guilty voice, "I just lost control and scared you. I'm so, so sorry."

I despise myself for having such poor self-control! I, Ding Hong, will never be complacent about being a seasoned expert in love again. I really don't deserve it.

An Yi was obviously frightened. She, who never wanted to have even a hair of her hair touch his, was now snuggling in his arms. However, her big tears showed that this was not a sweet expression, but a helpless choice made out of extreme fear.

Ding Hong regretted more and more, and he couldn't think of any way to deal with it. At least he could keep a clear mind and remember where he was at this moment. He turned his head to observe the movement outside the glass wall, but he didn't want anyone to knock on the door.

He calmed himself, reached out and gently patted An Yi's back, and whispered various words of apology, confession, and promise. His voice was very low and slow, for fear of scaring her who was already frightened.

Gradually, An Yi regained consciousness, felt the pat on her back, and finally heard the confession. She suddenly remembered that this was the CEO's office! It was working hours, and there were a lot of colleagues in the company who might knock on the door to report at any time! Her already stiff back immediately broke into cold sweat.

After making sure that his body was free, An Yi gathered his strength secretly, suddenly broke away from Ding Hong's arms, and stepped back.

"Don't retreat, slow down! Be careful not to fall!" Ding Hong hurriedly reminded him. Seeing An Yi's alert and nervous eyes, he immediately raised his hands high and surrendered: "I will never come over."

An Yi stopped in his tracks, his face showing no sign of concealing the disgust and hatred.

Alas, the goodwill that he had worked so hard to accumulate, which was not enough to begin with, was probably gone overnight. Apart from blaming himself, Ding Hong couldn't even find an excuse or scapegoat.

Ding Hong took two steps back, ensuring that there was enough distance between them, and then he lowered his raised hands: "I know you are eager to leave, but you'd better go to the bathroom at the back to tidy up your appearance before leaving. I promise to stand here without moving. If I break my promise, let my business go bankrupt!"

Since An Yi always claims that he is a capitalist and that businessmen value profit, such a cruel oath is probably more convincing in An Yi's mind than "getting hit by a car when going out".

Looking at the figure running to the bathroom with a staggering step, Ding Hong knew that his oath was accepted.

He smiled bitterly, and then he felt guilty. Before he could finish blaming himself, he was excited by a new thought: She cares about me, she cares about me! She pretended to fall down to stop herself, and her subconscious actions could not deceive anyone!

He hurriedly pretended to cough and suppressed his smile. If An Yi came out of the bathroom and saw his expression, he was afraid that his crime would be aggravated.

He lowered his head to straighten the shirt that was messed up before he stood up. He tried hard to straighten it but it was still not ideal. It doesn't matter. There are spare clothes stored in the cloakroom next to the bathroom. He can change into a new one later. From the wrinkles on the clothes, it is easy to see how much effort An Yi put in and how afraid he was of "committing a crime".

It's a pity that there are only wrinkles and no lipstick marks, otherwise this shirt can be used as ironclad evidence and be treasured by him. Thinking of An Yi's lips, red without any makeup, thin upper lip, fuller lower lip, forming a natural ingot-shaped upturned lip shape...

Ding Hong's Adam's apple rolled, and he forced himself to stop thinking. Just as he was about to pour a glass of ice water to calm down, An Yi walked out of the bathroom. Without even looking over here, he walked straight to the door, opened the door, closed the door, sat back at his workstation, seamlessly turned on the computer and continued to work.

The expression on her face was the same as she had put on in front of the mirror in the bathroom, and her hands were operating mechanically. In fact, her brain was empty and her nerves were paralyzed.

Finally, my eyes accidentally saw the little penguin icon jumping in the lower right corner of the computer, and I clicked it to view:

Millie: "Sister An An, are you okay?"

Zhou Ya: "Yes, I heard a thump. Could it be that the boss was smashing something?"

Jiaxuan: "It seems like the boss said something loudly. Was he cursing?"

Zhou Ya: "Sister An An, please look at the Penguin first and reply!"

Qin Shan: "Okay, let's work first. Didn't you see Sister An An was busy as soon as she came out?"

Millie: "Yes, yes, maybe the boss gave me an urgent task."

Jiaxuan: “Yeah.”

An Yi raised the corners of his lips, revealing his first true expression after leaving the CEO's office, and typed a reply:

"I was losing my temper and slammed the mouse on the table. The sound scared me." Thinking back to the scene of checking the sales inventory before, it really happened and I was not making it up.

Zhou Ya: "Oh my god, even if the mouse isn't broken, it must have internal injuries. How tragic."

Millie: What's this about?

"I didn't know who I was talking to, or whether it was related to sales. I waited for a long time and felt like a year." An Yi answered fluently because she had experienced it more than once.

Zhou Ya: "Sales? Mili, did Manager Lu say anything when he came out?"

Jiaxuan: "He has been locked in his office and hasn't come out yet. I don't know what went wrong. I hope it won't affect our entire sales department! I don't want to have a meeting or work overtime!"

Millie: "Why are you yelling? Sister An An is the one who is really in trouble. Sister An An, at least I'm not angry with you."

After a few more small talk, the group calmed down and the relaxed mood was transformed into a better one. I checked the data I just made and found that there was no mistake in the input. I was quite impressed with myself.

After a while, several colleagues from the Engineering Department came over with computers and notebooks. It was obvious that they were here for a meeting in the President's office.

An Yi stood up and pretended to help open the door, but several people smiled and said it was not necessary. An Yi also smiled and withdrew his hand, and then he heard a commotion in the president's office.

"Boss Ding, did you get burned?"

"Here's a napkin. Wipe it quickly."

"It's okay, the water is warm. You guys take a seat while I go change into a spare shirt."

"Okay, okay, Boss Ding is worthy of being prepared for everything. If it were me, I would have to wear dirty clothes for a day."

Several others also complimented him and asked the boss not to worry. As the door was closed, peace returned.

Coffee spilled on me? It would be great if I got burned. It would be a blessing in disguise. An Yi complained in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face. I don't know how many colleagues are looking at this place because of what happened just now.

Shirt, shirt... An Yi suddenly felt something was wrong. She remembered that she had just clenched her shirt tightly with both hands, so the front of the shirt must be very wrinkled...

The eyes on the screen flickered. For the sake of his image and to prevent the wrinkles from arousing suspicion, the boss must change his shirt. An Yi knew that he had many suits stored in the president's office. But the spare shirt should be very different from the one he wore today, and it would be easy to identify.

If the boss changed his clothes right after being alone with you, and if this was coupled with the noise coming from the office before, it would inevitably arouse some suspicion from those who were interested.

Therefore, An Yi sneered, the boss accidentally soiled his shirt when all his colleagues had just entered the president's office, and then he changed his shirt legitimately under everyone's witness.

It's really a good plan. She admired An Yi. After what happened today, what do you want to do to me? Let's wait and see.

It was three o'clock in the blink of an eye. Except for the occasional colleague coming in and out of the president's office, everything was orderly and quiet. An Yi deliberately ignored the glass wall behind him and immersed himself in work.

The head of the R&D department came out of the president's office with two subordinates, a man and a woman, and left without saying hello to her like the others did.

Manager Zheng of the R&D department smiled and said, "An Yi, I need to trouble you with a job. An important customer wants to experience our latest home service robot. You and the two of them will deliver it together. The two of them will be responsible for debugging, and you will help take some photos and shoot a few videos for archiving. Let them explain the details to you in detail."

An Yi had already stood up respectfully when Manager Zheng was speaking. Now he nodded in agreement and watched Manager Zheng leave.

"Sister Xiao An, time is running out, let's talk on the way." Engineer Shen is a typical science and engineering man, no extra small talk, straight to the point. He looked towards the gate, waved, turned around and said to the two ladies: "Xiao Yang is here, let's go."

Xin Ran is one of the only two female engineers in the R&D department. She wears a pair of big black round-frame glasses, which reminds An Yi of the cartoon character Arale, very cute. She smiled sweetly at An Yi: "It's past three o'clock now. We will definitely not be able to get back after installing the machine. Let's go home. So, turn off the computer, take your bag, and go!" After saying this, she blinked, with an expression of "you know".

Oh~ It is really pleasant to leave work early on the pretext of going out on business. Although it is not much earlier, the feeling is very different.

An Yi also laughed and nodded vigorously, and packed her personal belongings in a few seconds. However, she turned her eyes to Xiao Yang who was waiting at the company gate, and realized that someone might have set up a trap.

When Xiao Yang drove into a high-end community, An Yi had nothing to understand. The customer was Ding Hong himself.