The cliché story of a domineering president and his secretary

Several dishes and desserts were served one after another, all of which were refreshing and light but not thin, with a long aftertaste, worthy of the name of imperial cuisine. Even so, An Yi was basically full after taking a few bites of each. She was the kind of person who loved food but was not greedy or picky about food, and her appetite was not as good as before.

A quick glance at the time showed that it was already half past six. The boss was still eating, and his posture was very elegant. But in An Yi's opinion, he was too slow. It would be great if she could finish her meal in no time! It would probably take at least seven o'clock before she could leave here, and that time would be really awkward. It would be too late to go to the company, so should she go home? She could discuss with her boss to take the USB drive home to work overtime, but that was probably the only way. But the boss still had to go back to the company, right? He just said he was going to the company. She applied to take a car home by herself? Of course, that would be the best! After thinking it over, she had no idea. It was not that An Yi was hesitant, but that she had no decision to make. Everything had to be done by her boss. She glanced at the computer beside her again, and sighed that it would be great if she could hurry up and work at this moment, and she wouldn't have to face her boss.

Ding Hong frowned at An Yi's restlessness. Couldn't this woman just eat a good meal? Her appetite was like bird food.

"Finished?"

"Thank you, boss. I'm full! The food here tastes so good!" He hurriedly praised.

"I haven't finished eating yet, why don't you work over there for a while."

"Okay!" He happily carried his computer bag and ran to the desk behind the screen. Although I basically had lunch with my boss in the president's office this week, habit doesn't mean I like it.

Ding Hong leaned back in his chair. With his appetite, he should have eaten more, but he had no appetite anymore.

There was a knock on the door, and before he could say anything, someone walked in uninvited.

“Haha, I finally caught you!” A heroic male voice came. It was his good friend Zou Mingkai when he was studying abroad, whose father was a government official and his mother was a musician.

"Noriko told you?"

"Yes, I said I wanted to come here for dinner, and he said you were here too. Just now the person in the lobby said you brought a beautiful lady with you. Why are you here alone?" His eyes searched around.

"Who did you come with?" Ding Hong took two steps forward nonchalantly. Zou Mingkai seemed rough and unruly, but he was actually a man of measure. He knew that Ding Hong was not entertaining guests, so he broke in like this.

"Oh, with some childhood friends, wondering if you would like to make some friends?" Zou Mingkai had noticed the noise behind the screen, and wondered what kind of friends Ding Hong brought with him. They were actually... working? Weird!

"That's my employee. He was on his way to the company but got stuck in traffic, so he stopped by for dinner."

"I thought so. How about you take a walk with me?" Although it sounded unbelievable, it also seemed reasonable. When Zou Mingkai heard that it was Ding Hong's subordinate, he became more serious. Everyone knew that Ding Hong was a person who kept public and private life separate.

“Okay, let’s go.” Zou Mingkai’s childhood friend, that is, a friend in the compound. He understood that this good friend wanted to help him get connected in a certain circle.

Without any introduction, explanation or looking back, Ding Hong just walked out of the box without any worries. Zou Mingkai also believed Ding Hong's words, that he was just a subordinate.

The keyboard sound stopped, An Yi turned around and poured himself a glass of water. It was so quiet!

Ding Hong came back alone more than an hour later. Seeing An Yi working on the data calmly, he felt a little guilty.

"Thanks for your hard work."

An Yi answered modestly and politely: "This is what I should do. The report for the West District has been completed, and the report for the Southeast District has been completed by one third."

"Yeah, great. Come on, I'll take you home."

"Boss, are you still going to the company?"

"No need." Thinking of his previous excuse, he shook his head and said, "I'll deal with it tomorrow."

"Boss, I just checked and this place is not far from the subway station. Your home and I are not on the same route, so I won't bother you." An Yi has already planned how to get home.

It's not surprising that this woman refused. It's always like this. Ding Hong ignored An Yi's words and said, "Let's go."

An Yi was not surprised by the boss's rejection every time, because it was always the same after all.

She knew that Ding Hong was sorry about tonight, and had asked the waiter to come and ask her if she needed more food. But knowing that the boss lived in the city, how could he feel comfortable sending her back home? Regardless of the boss, An Yi would not bother others like that.

Silently following Ding Hong to the parking lot, An Yi mustered up the courage to decline again: "Boss, I can just walk to the subway station. It's at the intersection over there. I want to take the USB drive home and finish the Southeast District report tonight."

Ding Hong looked at her without saying anything. It was already dark, and Ding Hong was standing against the light, so An Yi couldn't see his expression. At this time, Ding Hong's cell phone rang.

"Yeah, I'm in the parking lot. Where else?"

It seemed that those friends had asked the boss to meet them again. An Yi tactfully gestured to Ding Hong to leave. Although he couldn't see his face clearly, he felt that the boss didn't stop him, so he waved goodbye and headed towards the subway.

"I know. OK, I'll wait for you in the parking lot." Ding Hong hung up the phone. He looked at the direction where An Yi left with an uncertain expression, turned around and took out a cigarette and lit it. His heart seemed to be knotted, looking at her thin and lonely back, thinking of her going home alone. He had an impulse to drive after her. Before he could sort out his sudden emotions, he saw Zou Mingkai and his group coming and waving to him.

Extinguishing the cigarette in his hand, Ding Hong walked towards the group of people with a smile.

An Yi stood in the subway car with headphones on. It was still crowded at this late hour. She liked the hustle and bustle. Although music was playing in her headphones, her thoughts drifted to Ding Hong.

It was strange, why was the boss so strict on weekdays, but always behaved a little differently on Sundays? This difference was a little gentle and considerate, such as eating with her and picking her up along the way, which she didn't quite understand. Why? Could this be the boss's true temperament in private?

I read a lot of gossip about the boss, although some are true and some are false, but when I interviewed him, he admitted that he had dated many girlfriends and proudly said that he had never received any negative comments. Of course, what this sentence contains has been hotly discussed in the comments section. But I did not see any of his ex-girlfriends come out to expose the news. Everyone speculated that it was because of the boss's power and the buyout of the black material, but An Yi felt that this was not the whole reason. Although the boss is not very affectionate, he should not be a person who treats his girlfriend badly or is too cold.

All kinds of gossips actually don't reveal the boss's true character. There is no consensus on the previous comments about him being unruly, moody, a playboy, and a spendthrift. But the boss's image in the company is quite stable: he is extremely capable and cold-blooded. He is in awe of the top management and employees. Whether they respect him more or fear him more depends on the person.

An Yi was a little confused. Could it be that during overtime, the boss would reveal some of his personality in private time?

In fact, there is a more reliable possibility, which An Yi had thought of long ago, but was unwilling to admit: the boss probably sympathized with her. Knowing her family situation, he felt pity for her being abandoned at such an old age, and even her children were not around. This was the most plausible reason. An Yi smiled bitterly. The kindness shown by the boss towards his ex-girlfriends was probably also due to his deep compassion for women. This was the first time that an employee in such a miserable situation appeared in the company, and probably made the boss feel sympathy.

An Yi had thought of this when she wrote down her marital status on her resume. But compared to being pitied, speculated, or targeted by people with ulterior motives, An Yi could not accept using lies to disguise happiness. So she did not regret it.

In the early hours of the morning, Ding Hong and a group of people came out of the pub. The people who had just gotten to know each other tonight were already close friends, and everyone said goodbye to each other reluctantly.

Diving into the back seat of the car and stroking his dizzy forehead, Ding Hong told Xiao Yang to drive.

Although he could drink a thousand cups without getting drunk, he was still a little drunk. Looking at the various scenes passing by outside the window, he suddenly remembered a figure that he had been thinking about tonight, and immediately issued an order: "Remember that comfortable community? Go there, she took my USB drive." After making up an excuse, Ding Hong leaned back in the back seat with satisfaction and fell asleep.

After an unknown amount of time, Xiao Yang softly woke up Ding Hong: "Boss, we're at Miss An's door." In fact, he thought the boss might have been talking drunk. Why would he ask for a USB drive so late at night? But before he could give a subtle reminder, the boss had already started snoring. Xiao Yang, who was not unfamiliar with this kind of situation, would not disturb him rashly, otherwise he would be scolded. He had no choice but to drive to Anyi Community with doubts, until he stopped downstairs of someone's house, and after hesitating for a long time, he woke up Ding Hong.

"Hmm? At the door?" He forced himself to look out the window. Although it was early summer, there was a cool breeze, which made Ding Hong sober up a lot. A comfortable home! He quickly recalled what he had said after getting in the car, and secretly mocked himself for being too hard at the dinner table tonight. He couldn't help but sympathize with Xiao Yang who was confused by him.

He retracted his head and was about to give the order to go back, but he squinted and looked out the window again.

Surprisingly, one of the houses was still lit, and it was bright. One could tell at a glance that the owner had turned on all the lights in the house. His eyes narrowed slightly, and his intuition had already told him whose house this was. Recalling the last time An Yi went upstairs, yes, this was her home, there was no doubt about it. It was so late, was she still working overtime? He raised his wrist, it was 2: in the morning, would that report take so long? Ding Hong made a quick deduction and concluded that it didn't. He remembered that An Yi said in the restaurant that part of the second report had been completed. Even if she started at ten o'clock, she should have finished it before twelve o'clock anyway. Could it be... that she didn't turn off the lights all night? Ding Hong thought so because he recalled an experience of his own. His eyes were dim and he was silent.

Xiao Yang also noticed the household with the light on. Was Miss An really waiting for the boss to pick up the USB drive? Was this a very important item? It was very likely. He turned to look at the back row: "Boss, do you need me to pick it up?"

Ding Hong came back to his senses and looked at the window again. "No, it's too late, let's go back."

Xiao Yang was confused again, but also felt that it made sense again. So he turned the car around.

Ding Hong closed his eyes. The alcohol made his brain dizzy, as if some emotions were so fleeting that he couldn't grasp them. This was good.