The cliché story of a domineering president and his secretary

Sitting in the passenger seat, she held the seat belt in front of her nervously, as if the seat belt was really binding her up.

Glancing at the woman from the corner of his eye, Ding Hong felt the fire in his heart smolder. He never knew that he would make his employees so - afraid. If it wasn't for the rage caused by something, he would just act a little cold. Ding Hong felt that he couldn't figure out whether this woman was really so afraid of him, or was deliberately acting like this to increase the distance. This was most likely an unconventional way of self-protection to avoid getting angry at her? Indeed, when he met such a timid employee, he felt a little powerless. Although he judged that she was pretending, he wanted to reprimand her but was worried that he would really scare this cowardly woman to death. On weekdays, she was still calm and composed in front of the public in the company, but as long as the two of them were alone in a space, she would change to such a face to disgust him.

An Yi pretended to look at the scenery outside the window. She was not very sensitive, but she could already feel that the boss's aura seemed unstable while driving. Waves of coldness came over her. It couldn't be me who provoked him? I didn't even say a word to him! Yes, it has nothing to do with me, nothing to do with me, nothing to do with me, nothing to do with me... She was reassuring herself like chanting a mantra, but she couldn't stop the sixth feeling: the boss's anger level was rising because of her!

Seeing the car driving into the underground garage of a building, An Yi exhaled lightly, and her tense body relaxed. The boss would not have time to pay attention to her after meeting the guests. She wondered who else would attend the meeting besides herself. Would it be Uncle Han? On the way, she wanted to ask about the specific topic of today's meeting so that she could make preparations. Although she was just making up the numbers, what if she could help? But seeing the boss's majestic "aura", she thought for a while and still didn't ask.

Following the boss into the elevator silently, as the elevator rose steadily and quickly, An Yi was surprised to find that it was a sightseeing elevator. Moreover, the building was so tall that the floor should have exceeded 30 floors, and the elevator was still moving upwards. She secretly glanced at the boss next to her. He had a poker face and looked straight at the elevator door, unlike her who looked around like an inexperienced person. Well, she also had to act high-end, elegant and classy, ​​with her stomach in, chest out, and face slightly raised, and she immediately felt like a mature business person.

Ding Hong tilted his head slightly to the side, and a smile almost appeared on his lips. Was this woman's action just now to break the deadlock and make him happy? Well, it was quite effective. An Yi didn't have such thoughts? She just didn't expect that Ding Hong, who seemed to have reached the state of meditation in thinking about the problem, was actually watching her movements.

Ding! We finally arrived, the 56th floor, which is also the top floor of the building.

The elevator door opened, Ding Hong stepped out first, and An Yi also walked out of the elevator after keeping a reasonable distance. There was already a waiter waiting on the side. He asked their names and then smiled and led them to the reserved table. What a spacious circular restaurant! Hey, is it the famous revolving viewing restaurant? From the clear and bright large viewing window, you can see the 360-degree high-altitude scenery without blind spots. An Yi has seen the publicity and reports of this restaurant before. I'm actually dining here today. The scenery is really well-deserved! It would be great if I could come with my parents and Youyou. An Yi sat at the table by the window and looked around slowly and politely. Ding Hong, who was sitting opposite her and looking through the menu, was very satisfied with An Yi's performance. It seemed that it was a wise decision to bring her here.

"Let's order." Ding Hong gestured for her to look at the menu in front of her.

An Yi was a little confused: "Boss, don't we have to wait for the customers to arrive before ordering?"

"Well, let's eat while we wait. They might not be able to make it in time."

"Ah?" An Yi exclaimed in surprise, causing Ding Hong to look up and purse her lips, but she still couldn't help but say, "The guests are not coming? Then... it would be a waste for me to stay here..."

Before she could finish her words, Ding Hong said coldly: "Since we are here, we should make the best of it. Do you doubt that I can't afford a meal for my employees?"

"Ah, how could that be!" An Yi denied hastily. Seeing that the boss had lowered his head to continue processing the menu, he also began to study the menu in his hand with a sad heart.

Who is so bold as to stand up the boss? The boss is not angry at all, and seems to be indifferent. It seems that the guest is also a person of high status? But my distinguished guest, you have caused me great trouble. With this tyrant, even the most delicious food will be indigestible.

This is a standard French restaurant. Although Western food is of high quality, there are only a few types of dishes. The thin book cannot compare with the dazzling array of dishes in Chinese restaurants. However, An Yi still looked at it carefully, afraid of showing her shyness. Otherwise, she would just order one after the boss took the order. An Yi, who is not picky about food, would lose the taste of the environment and dishes when eating alone with the man in front of her.

Ding Hong noticed that An Yi had stopped looking at the menu and looked at him to ask if he had any questions. An Yi smiled and said, "The boss must be very familiar with the delicacies here. I'll just follow your order."

Do you use this trick every time? Ding Hong didn't comment, and didn't expose her cunning. He gestured to the waiter waiting nearby to come forward and order food for him and An Yi.

"Thank you, boss!" An Yi sincerely thanked the boss for his generous help.

"Ah."

Did my boss feel very touched by my thanks? His expression softened a lot.

The two of them looked out the window at the bustling scene of the metropolis, accompanied by the lyrical music, and the atmosphere was peaceful. Although it was lunch time, there were not many customers in the restaurant. I don't know if it was because the wide area dispersed the flow of customers, or because this was, after all, a high-end consumption place.

The meal started to be served, one exquisite dish after another, and the two of them followed the rule of not talking while eating. Thinking of how embarrassed I was at the last dinner, I sighed helplessly that I had embarrassed myself in front of the boss several times. I was angry, cried, made a fool of myself, and was in a trance... It was only a month, but I had a "colorful" life.

She felt someone staring at her, so she looked up at the boss sitting opposite her. His eyes now seemed a little... different from before, as if he wanted to find out something from her face. Although An Yi didn't know why, that gaze was imprinted on her plain face like a substance. An Yi pretended to lower her head to drink water, but still couldn't avoid the intense gaze. She suddenly became angry, and she didn't know where she got the courage to meet Ding Hong's eyes, to see if this tyrant wanted to find fault to suppress her again! But she was defeated in just a moment, because she was shocked to find that she was looking into a pool of lava flames.

Although she was puzzled, her strong survival instinct made her realize that she had to break the deadlock, so she quickly said in admiration: "This restaurant has a great environment and the food is delicious! It's really thanks to that distinguished guest, and of course I have to thank the boss! Thank you for the hospitality!"

Flattery is hard to get out of! Although it was a little stiff, a little incoherent, and a little... disgusting, An Yi couldn't care less at the moment and flattered him first. It was important to save his life! That look - too scary! Was it because the customer didn't come? The boss seemed to be in a stable mood just now. Did the customer send him something to irritate him? Why did he look like he was going to sacrifice himself to the gods?

The hand holding the knife and fork was subconsciously exerting force because of nervousness, and the fingers were slightly white. An Yi forced herself to relax a little, otherwise she was worried that the fork handle would be bent by her grip. What if the knife and fork here were very expensive, and the restaurant asked her to pay for it, it would be embarrassing.

Ding Hong was also forcing himself to relax. He had realized his own loss of composure and was actually immersing himself in his own mood in front of this woman, subconsciously releasing the emotions that should have been suppressed in his heart.

"Sorry, I was just thinking about something." Ding Hong forced a smile to show that everything was fine.

"Ah? No, no, just keep thinking, it's okay." An Yi was shocked by the boss' apology, and at the same time understood his behavior just now. It turned out that he was just absent-minded and just happened to look in his direction. Alas, the boss is not easy either, busy with all kinds of things every day, so he asked sympathetically: "Boss, is it possible that the customer can't come?"

"Yeah." He was originally struggling for a reason, but he didn't expect the woman to come up with one for him.

"Oh, that customer seems to have something else important to do. Alas, he really didn't enjoy the food, which is quite pitiful." An Yi shook her head and said with regret. She knew that her behavior was quite childish, but as long as it could help the boss temporarily relieve his mood, she was happy to pretend to be stupid. After all, if this old man was happy, it would benefit both himself and others!

Ding Hong coughed twice, pressed the corners of his mouth lightly with a napkin to hide his smile, and then his expression returned to normal, and he even nodded in agreement.

This time it was An Yi's turn to cough. She was shocked by her boss's last action, so she couldn't help but chuckle.

Finally, the atmosphere returned to normal. An Yi was so scared that she broke into a cold sweat! She thought she had cleverly avoided being the scapegoat for the unknown guest, and her mood suddenly became better. She carefully tasted the delicious food in front of her.

Ding Hong raised his glass and took a sip. He looked at the woman who had once again made him lose his composure. He raised his eyebrows and started eating the food on the plate. Although the elegant atmosphere he wanted to create was made a little funny, he also achieved the purpose of his trip in a roundabout way: to have a birthday dinner with her. He was very pleased to be able to achieve the current situation. After all, he knew very well how An Yi usually rejected him.

It was not surprising to know her birthday, as he had noticed it when he first read her resume. But this insignificant date was so firmly remembered by him that when he tried to ignore it yesterday, he found that it disturbed him more. Thinking about the incident that troubled him on Sunday night, Ding Hong decided to arrange this lunch according to his heart, so that he could face her closely and judge his feelings.

That night, Ling Fei took the initiative to pay for him, but he showed his "incompetence", which not only made Ling Fei furious, but also surprised himself. Because at that beautiful moment, An Yi's figure appeared in his mind, and it was also for this reason that he could not respond to Ling Fei, and was thus defined as "not a man".

Indeed, even he himself felt that his behavior was not in line with the normal physiological reaction of a healthy and energetic adult man. Moreover, when it came to matters between men and women, he was neither a gentleman who could remain calm nor had any other ties.

Is he not interested in women like Ling Fei? How could that be? Although Ling Fei would not be his first choice, Ding Hong did not mind having another type of female partner.

Is it because he didn't drink enough that he wasn't interested in that? This reason is even more ridiculous, it's not like he can only do these things after drinking!

As for the real reason, if he didn't want to admit it at that time, and now, nearly two days have passed, he can only be deceiving himself if he doesn't know the reason.

But if he said that he was clear about his feelings, then that was not the case. Ding Hong looked at the woman across from him again, who was deliberately immersing herself in the food to avoid the comfort of a face-to-face conversation with him. Why? How could he be deceived by a woman with such beauty and conditions?

This was another reason why Ding Hong celebrated her birthday invisibly today. He was eager to explore again the reason why he was attracted to this kind of woman, because this was too different from the type he was interested in before.

But until this moment, apart from feeling a little attracted to her again, there seemed to be no other answer.

He sighed softly, put down the tableware, leaned back in the table and chair, and looked at her again, lost in thought.

Oh, here it comes again! An Yi, who was sitting opposite the boss, didn't even need to raise her head to understand: the boss was glaring at her again and was angry about the customer. I really don't know who this person is? Do you dare to tell her your name? An Yi hated him so much: See how I curse you every day, and let me suffer this on my birthday!