The cliché story of a domineering president and his secretary

The sound of the door closing as the boss and Uncle Han left made An Yi immediately stand up from his seat like a bird set free, and pick up the cup to drink some water.

Although the boss said that she could use the items here at will, she still had to be brave enough to walk around. She straightened her back, which had become noticeably stiff recently, twisted her waist a few times, and returned to her seat. There was so much work waiting for her, so she had to keep working hard.

I refreshed my mailbox and found that the data table of another region has been sent. Oh! It feels like it will never end.

The manager meeting was over in just over an hour, because Ding Hong had a rule: all routine meetings should not exceed two hours. If it takes longer, it means there are special tasks to be solved, and the relevant personnel should organize the special meeting themselves, so that everyone cannot waste time in meetings.

Several other vice presidents and managers have returned to the headquarters, and Uncle Han followed Ding Hong back to the president's office.

What I saw when I walked in was still the same person busy in front of the computer, as if he hadn't moved for a moment.

Uncle Han sat in the chair next to An Yi and reported to Ding Hong. He originally hinted to Ding Hong whether he should ask An Yi to avoid suspicion, but when the boss indicated that it was okay, Uncle Han was quite surprised. The boss knew what he was going to report, and did he trust this employee so much?

Although he was confused, he accepted the order without any hesitation and began to report. He talked about things that were not convenient to disclose in the meeting, such as business operations and internal management adjustments.

Han Jingtian observed from the corner of his eye that An Yi was working hard without even raising his head, and the sound of the keyboard never stopped for a moment.

Of course, this was a bit too deliberate. After all, no matter how heavy the workload was, there was no point in not even having a chance to breathe. Han Jingtian understood that the girl was expressing that she didn't have the time and energy to listen to their conversation. This seemingly childish shrinking tactic made him twitch his lips slightly and suppress his smile.

He did not hide his expression from the person opposite him, so Ding Hong naturally saw it. He shrugged and shook his head, indicating that he had not hinted to An Yi how to avoid such situations.

An Yi was cursing in his heart at this moment: Why didn't you let me out when you talked about these company business and operational secrets! What if you regretted it and killed me to silence me?

I am typing away at the keyboard to prove that I am deaf and dumb, but it is also a way to vent my frustration.

Fortunately, they finished their discussion quickly because no one could have a long speech with Ding Hong, and Uncle Han, who knew him so well, naturally had a more concise reporting style.

She stood up again and said goodbye to Uncle Han. Uncle Han smiled meaningfully at An Yi. She nodded listlessly, looking aggrieved and expressing her innocence. Uncle Han smiled even more deeply, what an interesting girl.

Ding Hong didn't see An Yi's little action, but guessed most of it from Uncle Han's smile. He sighed in his heart: Why are you so incompetent?

He had just tried to test An Yi, wanting to see if she was calm or nervous to determine whether she was suitable for the position of chief assistant. But this woman once again displayed her talent as a female gangster. Although this was a proper way to deal with it, it also showed him through her actions how incapable she was of taking on the responsibility.

I saw An Yi gently tapping his sore fingers. Humph, you're asking for trouble.

It was lunch time, and Li Xiaomeng brought the lunch in. An Yi took the lunch box and thanked him before going out to eat, but Ding Hong stopped her and asked, "Have you checked the report for the South District?"

"It has been checked."

"Okay, report to me while we eat."

"Oh, okay." Ahhhh! An Yi was roaring in his heart. How can I eat this meal? At my age, I really shouldn't come to the company of such a vibrant boss.

In fact, this work is not so urgent, but every time Ding Hong saw An Yi treating him like a monster and couldn't wait to escape, he would have evil thoughts and want to punish her.

"Don't you want to wash your hands?" He actually wanted to open the lunch box directly.

"Ah!" An Yi rubbed his forehead. He was so angry at his boss that he almost fainted! He stood up and walked outside.

"Over there." Ding Hong pointed a finger to her.

"Oh oh." An Yi smiled bitterly: I just want to go out for a walk, I'm not in prison! But he still turned and walked towards the bathroom in the president's office.

The two of them dined in silence.

Don't check the data? An Yi was surprised. The boss was too hungry and wanted to concentrate on eating? That would be great.

Seeing An Yi's secretly delighted expression, Ding Hong snorted. He wasn't working so hard as to affect his stomach. He was just trying to scare her.

She picked up the remote control on the table and pressed it. Beautiful piano music came in, and An Yi breathed a sigh of relief. With the cover of the music, she didn't have to be afraid of embarrassment and dare not make any chewing sounds. She certainly wouldn't smack her lips, but eating silently was still very tiring, and the speed was too slow.

The same scene as yesterday was played out again in the afternoon. Except for Ding Hong, whose water turned into ice as soon as he dropped it, and An Yi, who was indifferent to the incident, everyone else experienced another baptism of bitter cold wind.

An image flashed frequently in the lower right corner of the computer. An Yi took the time to open it and check it out. She was already familiar with Qin Lang's avatar. Sure enough, he had sent several more shipment information for display products. An Yi was helping him with the summary today. Seeing the various greetings and concerns that Qin Lang sent along with the report, as well as those funny emoticons, An Yi felt a little relaxed.

“What watch are you making?”

An Yi was really scared. It was the boss's voice coming from behind her. Was he walking silently?

"It's the exhibition statistics report from the Planning Department. Qin Lang is checking it with me."

It turned out that she had been chatting with him on QQ. Ding Hong glanced at the report with contempt and walked back to his boss chair. Seeing An Yi smiling from time to time, he knew that this woman was not working wholeheartedly.

"Don't worry about the inventory statistics of the Planning Department. Tell Qin Lang to come back to you for verification in a few days."

"Qin Lang said that Manager Wan asked him to complete it within this week." An Yi reported truthfully and left the specific decision to the boss.

"I'll say hello to Lao Wan. Their department is just going through the motions. Don't make things more complicated."

"Okay, I'll tell Qin Lang."

An Yi strongly supports her boss's decision, as she has a lot of projects to complete now.

Ding Hong observed An Yi's expression and knew that she was very happy with this decision. He was sure that it was just Qin Lang's unrequited love.

This guy actually used his job to chase women. It seems that he has too much free time recently. The new product prototype is about to arrive, so let's get him out as soon as possible.

"Knock, knock, knock," Li Xiaomeng knocked on the door and came in. She handed over the client file that Ding Hong had mentioned to Manager Lu during the previous meeting. Ding Hong took it and flipped through a few pages to confirm that it was correct. When he found that Li Xiaomeng had no intention of leaving, he asked, "Anything else?"

"Yes, boss. Suntech organizes team building at the beginning of every month. This time we are organizing a dinner party, which is tentatively scheduled for this Friday night. Do you have any instructions?"

"Oh, this Friday..." Ding Hong thought, his eyes fell on An Yi who had started working hard, and then moved away in an instant, so quickly that even Li Xiaomeng, who had been staring at the boss, didn't notice it.

"Thursday night, I have plans for Friday."

"what?"

Ding Hong raised his eyebrows slightly: "Any questions?"

"Oh no, okay, I got it. I will send a notice to all employees today." Li Xiaomeng regretted her previous gaffe.

She was surprised that the boss would actually participate in this team building. Although she had thought of this possibility before, after all, the boss had been with them recently, she still couldn't help but be surprised when she heard the boss confirm it.

For employees with career ambitions, the more contact they have with their bosses, the easier it is to gain recognition and the more opportunities they have for advancement.

So she was jealous of An Yi's current situation, and regretted that she disliked the troublesome work of this position and kept urging and pressuring the HR department to speed up the recruitment process. If An Yi could take over later, she would be sitting in the president's office every day, and the boss would naturally have a better chance to understand her work ability.

Not only did he not have the opportunity to show his talents now, but the position of assistant to the president, which he had always thought was a sure thing, also had the variable of An Yi.

After hearing the news that her boss was participating, Li Xiaomeng's initial excitement turned into resentment towards An Yi. Of course, Qin Lang also played an "indispensable" role in this.

Li Xiaomeng didn't really care about the boss's suggestion to change the date to Thursday. Although it would definitely not be as fun as the weekend, who would have the heart to think about having fun when the boss came so rarely? So the specific date was not the focus of this party at all. Who cares!

Comfort matters!

She definitely would not attend the party on Friday. Although she did not specify the reason, An Yi believed that this was an unbroken window paper between her and her boss, so she could just ask for leave without worrying about it. But now it was changed to Thursday, so she had to attend it, because her boss knew her situation very well!

I just joined the company, so I shouldn't have asked for leave for company gatherings like this.

She was a little skeptical about the change in time: Was the boss really busy or was he just trying to get her to attend?

If it was the former, she would consider herself unlucky. If it was the latter, the boss was probably thinking about her and wanted her to integrate into the company as soon as possible.

Oh, boss, thank you for your kindness. But I really have no interest and mood to attend this kind of party now. I just want to curl up in my little tortoise shell after get off work to recuperate and wait for the call from my baby Youyou at nine o'clock every night!

Ding Hong knew An Yi's psychology and thoughts very well.

He did change the date to Thursday for the sake of comfort. This woman would definitely not affect her weekend time with her daughter for a party. He had learned that the last time. He also knew that this woman did not want to attend such a party. She just wanted to keep her heart well and heal.

But Ding Hong thinks that An Yi should open her heart and participate in such social activities to release her emotions.

The calmness of this woman at work was actually all an illusion, a protective shell. She was too closed off, and kept her pain too tightly shut. So tightly shut that she couldn't even pay attention to her wound that was still bleeding. This woman only applied anesthetics and painkillers to the wound, but didn't care about the hemostatics and anti-inflammatory drugs.

If you want a wound to heal, you must open it, drain the blood, clean the wound, apply medicine, and suture it. Covering it up will only cause pus to fester, become infected, cause complications, and ultimately endanger the patient's life.

This woman pretends to be calm during the day, but how can she sleep at night? If this continues for a long time, there is only one result: depression.

Don't ask him how he knew. Yes, he wouldn't tell her anything about what he had been through and how hard it had been for him to get through it, nor would he tell anyone else, including his parents.

It seems that only a few friends who accompanied him during his madness and Uncle Han knew about this dark experience. Even so, Ding Hong never told them a word of it.

Looking at An Yi's tense face, she might be blaming herself for being nosy. So what! I'm just not happy to see an employee who is so deeply trapped in that swamp.

Ding Hong had no idea how deep the swamp was in his eyes when he looked at An Yi.