The cliché story of a domineering president and his secretary

Sun Microsystems is divided into eight regions based on sales areas, two of which were officially launched last year. Their management and sales data are relatively simple and there are no major problems. The focus of this liquidation is on the other six regions that have been in operation since the company was founded.

As of now, that is, Thursday afternoon, five of the six major regions have completed the first wave of liquidation, and all have more or less problems. An Yi has returned the data statistics to the relevant regional supervisors one after another. After each region has re-taken inventory and statistics, Ding Hong will conduct a second wave of verification with them.

After sending out the report for the Northwest Region, An Yi curled up in a chair and closed her eyes. Her eyes were sore and swollen, her wrists could hardly lift up, and her neck, shoulders and back were so stiff that she wanted to lie down on a big bed, even for a while. The abdominal pain that had been forgotten due to her busy schedule was also constantly aching.

She works so hard today in order to be able to apply to get off work on time tomorrow, for her little Youyou!

After only letting herself relax for a few minutes, An Yi still struggled to sit up. Although her boss would definitely not complain about her poor image just now, there was no need to indulge herself in such a public area.

It was already 7:. I turned off my computer, picked up my bag and walked towards the company gate. The boss was still in the president's office talking to a senior executive from the headquarters, so I left carefully and low-key.

There was a light pat on her shoulder, and she subconsciously turned her head to look, and saw a young face with a bright smile, full of energy and vigor as if tireless, which really made her envious.

"Qin Lang! Are you working overtime too?" An Yi greeted him sympathetically.

Qin Lang is very good-looking, with clear-cut features. His lines are not as cold and resolute as Ding Hong's, but rather full of heroic spirit. He always smiles with a big, warm smile, which is the most impressive. His tall and well-proportioned figure reveals the lines of his abdominal muscles. He is a bright boy who loves sports.

Qin Lang saw An Yi's tired face and his thick eyebrows twisted together: "Sister An An, you look so tired!"

"Well, I look so tired!" She was more than tired, her brain felt numb. With a dull look in her eyes, An Yi mechanically repeated Qin Lang's words.

Although he felt helpless but also distressed, Qin Lang threw the backpack over his shoulder and said, "Let's go together."

An Yi leaned against the wall, waiting for the elevator, without the strength to speak. Qin Lang stood by and wanted to help, but he didn't know what to do.

He stayed behind on purpose to wait for An Yi to get off work because of what he had said in the morning.

After An Yi left, Zhou Ya and the others introduced An Yi's personal situation. This made Qin Lang surprised and regretful. Although several girls comforted him that ignorance was not a problem, he knew clearly the real reason for asking those questions.

For the first time, I felt like a bad person.

After what happened at the door of the president's office that day, Qin Lang had a very good impression of An Yi. He hoped to become close friends with her and wanted to know more about her. When he heard An Yi complaining about him, Qin Lang couldn't hold back his curiosity and asked the girl's age even though he knew it was impolite.

Unexpectedly! There is a ten-year age difference between them.

Qin Lang's unknown feelings, which he himself did not know, were suddenly shot down, and his heart was instantly at a loss. Because he knew that most women of his age, who were as beautiful as An Yi, were already married and had children. But he still held a glimmer of hope, so he blurted out the question.

While he was annoyed at his recklessness, he was also angry at the person who didn't know how to cherish the blessing. Although everyone said they didn't understand the reason for the breakup, Qin Lang was very sure in his heart: it must not be Sister An An's problem!

He was restless all afternoon, constantly thinking about how to apologize to An Yi. He was also secretly glad that she was still single. Although it was a bit mean to think so, after all, he could imagine the pain that divorce would bring to a family and a woman.

No matter what, I must apologize to Sister An An first and ask for forgiveness! Qin Lang made up his mind, and the scene just now happened.

"Sister An An, you look so tired. You should eat first to restore your strength. I'll treat you. Will you honor me?" Qin Lang waited for the answer nervously.

"Hmm?" An Yi raised her head with some difficulty and saw Qin Lang's worried expression. Her heart was warmed. It felt really good to have someone care about her at this time. "No, I don't have any appetite now. I just want to go home and rest. Thank you!"

Qin Lang also saw that An Yi needed rest more than dinner. So he started the second plan: "Then I'll take you home. My car is in the basement garage."

Ding, the elevator arrived. An Yi stood up against the wall, waiting for the elevator door to open, and did not forget to reply: "That's even more unnecessary. My home is far away. And there is a direct bus at the door, which is very convenient." It was not perfunctory. An Yi usually chose the subway because it gave him more time security.

"The bus ride is so slow, can you handle it?" The two walked into the elevator. As it was late, the elevator car was quite empty.

"There are seats available, don't worry." An Yi looked at Qin Lang and gave him a grateful smile.

But what surprised An Yi was Qin Lang's persistence. After several rejections, he still followed her to the bus station. This excessive concern made An Yi think about the reason. Well, it seemed that she understood his intentions.

"Do you want to apologize for what happened this morning?" An Yi asked.

Seeing Qin Lang's ashamed look, she grabbed his thick black hair awkwardly. An Yi smiled faintly, no wonder he behaved so strangely.

"It's okay, I don't blame you. Everyone in the company knows about this, and ignorance is not a crime." The gentle comfort came from the heart.

The same words, spoken by An Yi, made Qin Lang feel much more comfortable, and he nodded gratefully. But he was still worried: "When the car comes soon, if there is no seat, I must take you!" This was also the reason why he followed.

An Yi had no choice but to look in the direction the bus was coming from, hoping that she wouldn't have to let her guilty colleague wait too long, otherwise she would really be embarrassed.

"Huh? Here they come!" An Yi squinted her eyes happily and observed. Just as she expected, there were very few people on the bus. She raised her chin proudly towards Qin Lang.

Qin Lang followed An Yi's gaze and found that there was indeed an empty seat in the car. He felt relieved but also a little disappointed. However, he also understood that he could not continue to cause trouble for her who worked so hard.

"Goodbye then! Thank you for waiting for the bus with me."

"I should thank Sister An An for her forgiveness. Oh, I still want to treat you to a meal as an apology!"

An Yi was helpless again. He didn't expect that this kid felt so guilty. The car had already stopped and the door was open. He had no choice but to get in first. As for eating? He could refuse later.

Qin Lang didn't feel relieved until he saw An Yi successfully found a seat. They waved goodbye to each other. As the bus drove away, he slowly withdrew his gaze and returned to the direction of the building to pick up the bus.

A high-end black sedan waiting to turn left was slowly moving along with the traffic flow as the green light came on.

Inside the car, Ding Hong withdrew his gaze from the window, and the expression on his face changed as clearly as the various lights reflected on his face.

Their relationship has developed so well? Qin Lang has only been back for a few days, and this woman has been exhausted lately, but she still has time to keep up with her friends in her busy schedule. I really admire her energy.

Ding Hong didn't realize that his humming had already attracted the attention of the person in the front passenger seat: "Boss Ding, what's the matter?"

The person who spoke was Han Jingtian. Ding Hong called him Uncle Han, who was recognized by the industry as the steward of Ding Hong's company. And he deserved both titles. Uncle Han was originally a veteran of the company when Ding Hong's father Ding Maoliang started his business. After Ding Hong started his own business and gradually expanded, the old Ding appointed Han Jingtian to help his son take charge of the rear.

After several years of experience, Ding Hong, although arrogant and ruthless in his work style, is no longer a rebellious young man, and understands his father's good intentions. At that time, his several companies were advancing in parallel and developing rapidly, and he was somewhat unable to cope with the company's administration, personnel management and coordination between departments, so he gladly accepted and entrusted him with the important task. Uncle Han did not disappoint him and managed these affairs in an orderly manner.

"It's okay." Ding Hong's simple answer did not make Uncle Han unhappy. He had watched him grow up and knew the temperament of this young Mr. Ding very well. In addition, they had been supporting each other for several years, and they had a close understanding of each other.

"That young man is Qin Lang, right? I have a deep impression of him. I haven't seen him since I came to the headquarters to have a meeting with Old Tan last time." He said this because he had just observed the direction of Ding Hong's eyes through the rearview mirror. This ability to observe the boss meticulously is a habit that Han Jingtian developed during his many years as the best assistant to Old Ding.

"Yes, I was on a business trip for some time and just came back these two days."

Uncle Han nodded. Qin Lang was a new talent that Ding Hong had spent a lot of effort to recruit last year. He was thoughtful and motivated, and would be the company's key training target in the future. Just now, he saw him sending a girl to the bus. His reluctant look naturally could not escape his old eyes. He couldn't help but laugh and said, "I guess it was his girlfriend. I don't know if it was a girl from our company or from the company next door." He couldn't see the girl's appearance clearly from where he was sitting. He just sighed in his heart: the young boss is a few years older than Qin Lang, and he doesn't have a serious girlfriend now. When he talked to Mr. Ding a few days ago, he was hinted to pay attention to this matter.

There was no movement behind him. Seeing that Ding Hong was resting with his eyes closed, Uncle Han also kept quiet. He knew that Ding Hong was very tired recently, so he did not send important documents through his secretary today. He was also worried about the health of Mr. Ding and came to check on him. Putting aside his duties and Mr. Ding's instructions, he always treated Ding Hong as his own son or nephew.

But Ding Hong closed his eyes at this moment, hiding the anger that was deeply suppressed in his eyes, which he didn't even think about but made him feel inexplicably depressed.