The cliché story of a domineering president and his secretary

An Yi was waving to a colleague who was saying goodbye to her. She put on her headphones and continued to sit in front of her computer to update system data.

Yes, on Sunday afternoon, she came to work overtime again, using work to fill her restless heart.

An Yi has carefully confirmed that no one is in the president's office. The last time was so embarrassing that she can't help but cover her face with her hands every time she thinks about it.

It was past five o'clock, and colleagues who were working overtime were leaving one after another. The office was slowly changing from quiet to silent. For An Yi, the only things in the world were the music in her headphones and the sound of her typing on the keyboard.

Ding Hong was in the study room, holding a bottle of mineral water in one hand and flipping through emails in the other. He took a leisurely bath after getting up in the afternoon. The party he attended last night was in a villa far from the city, and he returned to his home in the high-end apartment area in the city center early this morning. He had become accustomed to checking his emails after getting up and taking a bath. Due to the time difference, some emails from foreign customers and overseas employees would be sent in the middle of the night.

There was nothing to deal with, so he stood up and looked at the endless stream of people outside the window.

It was almost dusk, and Ding Hong couldn't help but think of that very similar moment last Sunday, when her elegant face was tinged with rosy red by the sunset. He raised his wrist to check the time, it was almost 6 o'clock, was she working overtime again?

He looked at the phone on the side. If it was there, he would be sure of his inference. He sighed softly and did not look at the phone lying quietly on the table.

Ding-ling-ling! The phone on the table rang rapidly, which seemed so abrupt in such an empty space. An Yi, who was concentrating on his work, was startled and moved his chair in panic.

"The boss's cell phone number?!" An Yi suddenly looked up towards the president's office, then thought it was impossible.

Is this... a check-up? Because she said she wanted to work overtime? Even though she was rejected, she still came to confirm whether she was dedicated to her job? What a sinister boss!

An Yi had not forgotten the conversation on Friday. She gritted her teeth and picked up the phone, but still greeted gently and professionally: "Is this Mr. Ding? I am An Yi. Do you have any instructions?"

Ding Hong's suspicious frown was well concealed, but he still sensed that it seemed like dissatisfaction.

"Yes, it's me." There was a moment of silence in the microphone. An Yi listened carefully but there was no movement. Was the phone muted?

Ding Hong was also quite embarrassed at the moment. He called just on a whim to confirm his guess, but he had not considered what to say after the call was connected.

He rubbed his brows and said something casually: "Go look on my desk to see if there is a white USB flash drive."

Oh, is it to find something? It seems that the USB drive is very important. That's right, it seems that there is no need to check the position of a small person like her. An Yi felt that she had wronged the boss. As for why he called her? She was the closest? Try your luck? Don't think about it. The boss is so smart, who knows how he guessed it!

An Yi agreed and got up to rush to the president's office. Ding Hong also breathed a sigh of relief. He was actually a little nervous just now.

"Boss, we found it!" A breathless voice was heard.

"Well, please write down the address and take a taxi to deliver it."

An Yi quickly found a pen, wrote down the information quickly on paper, confirmed with his boss, and hung up the phone.

The name of a restaurant. Is the boss having dinner with the guests? I used my phone to navigate the address. It's not far, about 20 minutes away. But there should be a traffic jam at this time. Hey! What does the traffic jam have to do with her? Just do your best!

He took the USB drive, tidied up his workstation and set off.

Ding Hong was holding his cell phone and lost in thought.

An Yi agreed to deliver the child so readily, and she was not in a hurry to go home even though it was very late. She usually got off work on time just to get away from the position that she hated. It seemed that she didn't have to go home to accompany her daughter except on weekends, but her daughter attended a public elementary school and it was not a boarding school...

There is only one conclusion that can be drawn: the daughter only lives with her on weekends, and the child lives with her father on weekdays.

Why? An Yi and her parents live very close to their daughter's school, so there is no distance between them.

Economic reasons? If she wants to obtain custody of her daughter and needs to work, she will not have trouble finding one given her conditions. Even if she cannot find one in a short period of time, there are many feasible ways. From her usual behavior and dress, she does not seem to be living in poverty. This means that the man did not treat her harshly when they divorced, or he has some savings, and her parents' family conditions should be pretty good......

You can't blame Ding Hong for being suspicious. Generally, when a couple divorces, the children will be awarded to the woman, unless she is at fault or has other major disadvantages, or she voluntarily gives up the custody. No matter how you look at it, An Yi doesn't fit these conditions.

Ding Hong then carefully read An Yi's resume. Based on her recent outstanding performance, he considered letting her serve as his assistant, that is, the assistant to the president of Sun Technology. As for the work of data statistics, some functions can be returned to the sales department or the finance department, leaving only a few system updates, so the workload is much smaller and enough for her to take on the job part-time.

The assistant position had been vacant before because he didn't come often, but Sun Technology will have several big moves soon, and the number of matters and projects to be handled will increase significantly. The sales department is already very busy, and Li Xiaomeng will be too busy to handle them.

Of course, this consideration is also related to his belief that An Yi is more competent. Although Li Xiaomeng is also very capable, An Yi is more experienced and knowledgeable. Another point, he has to admit, is that An Yi is more trustworthy. Perhaps there is no special reason, but it is just the superior's keen intuition about human nature.

So Ding Hong suddenly had an idea and decided to ask An Yi to come over. He wanted to examine him carefully before appointing him. After all, the position of assistant to the president involves very important matters and requires extreme caution.

Looking at the time, it was almost time, so Ding Hong walked towards the locker room.

Wow, it looks like a very good western restaurant. An Yi got out of the taxi, looked around at the door, and then walked in to look for the boss.

A waiter came over with a smile: "Excuse me, are you Miss An?"

An Yi nodded quickly.

"Mr. Ding is here, please follow me." He led the way very gentlemanly, and An Yi followed with a polite smile.

Being taken to a quiet seat inside, Ding Hong was sitting there looking through the menu.

Today, his usually neatly styled short hair was only casually groomed, with a few strands of hair scattered on his forehead, revealing a sense of laziness and comfort. He wore a dark short-sleeved polo shirt, revealing his toned and stylish arms, and khaki casual trousers and casual shoes of the same color.

Oh~~ So this is how the boss looks when he meets clients on his day off. An Yi walked over without paying much attention.

"Boss." An Yi greeted politely. The waiter had quietly left.

Ding Hong had noticed An Yi and the others coming. She was wearing a washed denim midi dress that was simple and neat, with a little lace on the cuffs and hem, revealing her inner warmth. She was carrying a small white casual bag on her shoulder.

This outfit is plain and ordinary. Ding Hong put down the menu in her hand without caring. Although her face, which was still without makeup, looked very peaceful.

"Well, sit down." Ding Hong casually pointed to the seat opposite.

I... let me sit? It would be rude to move away when the guests come. An Yi thought quickly and decided to give the USB drive to the boss and leave quickly.

So he handed over the USB drive with both hands: "Here you go, Boss."

Ding Hong stared at her in surprise and reproach. Didn't she understand the instructions? He took the USB and motioned her to sit down again impatiently. He was too lazy to speak again.

Still let me sit? All right. So An Yi carefully moved the dining chair and sat down, but only sat on the edge of the chair, ready to be driven away at any time.

Ding Hong's forehead was about to turn black again. He was really curious about how ferocious he looked in the eyes of this woman.

He pointed his chin at An Yi to look at the menu in front of her and said in a light voice: "I have already chosen it, please take a look."

Let me order? An Yi looked puzzled again and stammered, "You have guests, right? I'll disturb you if I eat here. And I'm not hungry. Thank you, boss!"

"I came here to eat because I was hungry, so I asked you to bring it here." He said as if to give alms: "Thank you for the trouble of coming here. You didn't have dinner, did you? Eat something."

Casual? You're welcome! This is too casual. He continued to be timid: "It's not hard, not hard! Thank you, but I don't eat tonight, and I'm sorry to disturb you, so I'll go first..."

Before he could finish, Ding Hong impatiently threw the napkin he had just picked up onto the table: "Order well, this is a reward for your recent work efforts."

An Yi smoothed his slightly wrinkled brows and forced a smile: "Okay, thank you, boss."

Ding Hong ordered a steak. An Yi didn't dare to say that she wasn't hungry. Although it was true, she couldn't be shameless. So she ordered a fried fish fillet that wouldn't take up too much space in her stomach.

He slowly ate the salad in front of him, while the boss opposite him also focused on eating his own portion. In this atmosphere, could he digest it? An Yi was deeply skeptical.

The main course came, and the only sound was the sound of knives and forks. An Yi felt that she had swallowed all the fish in her mouth directly, and was very lucky that she had not choked. This way of swallowing made her feel a little thirsty. She looked at the water cup next to her, and when she was considering whether to raise it to take a sip, the boss finally spoke.

“Does it taste good?”

"Yeah, it's fine. Thank you, boss." She nodded rapidly, but tears were secretly flowing in her heart.

Was the pressure too strong just now? Ding Hong looked at An Yi's expression and became suspicious. This woman...seems not very resistant to pressure.

Yes, I was keeping silent on purpose. I wanted to make it difficult for the other party to figure out what I was thinking, so that he would answer the questions more truthfully.

But he forgot that the people he played against before were all bosses or managers. And this woman was obviously too low-ranking, and he almost broke her down!

Ding Hong was also somewhat helpless. Well, let's relax the atmosphere later on so as not to backfire.

"Thank you for your hard work these past few days. You've done a great job."

"Thank you for your affirmation." Well-deserved! Not only was it hard work, but I was almost blown away by the level 10 typhoon you often put on.

"Working overtime so late today affects your time with our daughter?" Realizing that this woman had such a weak psychological quality, Ding Hong said a few considerate and polite words. This was already the limit he could give to his subordinates.

Of course, this sentence also has a certain intention. Although I have guessed roughly, I am still a little uncertain about An Yi's family situation. I feel it is necessary to learn more about it. I don't want someone in such an important position to be affected too much by his private life. It can be regarded as throwing out a brick to attract jade. If it doesn't lead to anything, then forget it for now. He doesn't want to rub salt into this woman's wounds.

So Ding Hong was prepared to be brushed off. But he still underestimated the impact of this sentence on An Yi.

Accompany my daughter~~

An Yi's eyes dodged for a moment, subconsciously trying to avoid it and respond vaguely. But this sentence was like a sharp knife piercing into the soft place in her heart that was carefully protected. She bit her lips tightly, unable to suppress her uncontrollable emotions. The rising anger smoked her eyes red. She raised her head and looked Ding Hong in the eyes seriously, and said word by word: "Boss, I believe you have seen my resume. Is it that my personal marital status does not meet the current job requirements and intensity?"

Humph, saying that she works hard, are you trying to figure out whether her divorced status will affect her work? Especially the day before yesterday, I firmly rejected the boss's temptation to let her work overtime on the weekend. Even if she takes the initiative to work overtime today, so what? An employee who can't work hard for the boss at any time is a sinner!

An Yi's thinking was too extreme and too sensitive.

Because of Ding Hong's words, An Yi seemed to be erecting the sharp thorns all over her body. In fact, she had fallen into the self-pity and self-abandonment that she had always been afraid of falling into, and was unable to extricate herself for a while.

The silence and benevolent avoidance of her colleagues; the harmonious relationship between her parents and daughter; her own deliberate numbness and forgetfulness. All these happy and beautiful things are illusions! She knows how hypocritical and illusory they are! But before the bleeding wound has scabbed over, An Yi needs and desires these protections and covers too much.

Ding Hong's question opened a crack in the seemingly "calm" days recently. Although it was small, it made the woven colorful bubbles fly out, shining with brilliant colors under the sunlight, and shattered...