The cliché story of a domineering president and his secretary

Qin Lang was extremely busy during the following week.

Ding Hong has been at the head office recently, and Manager Wan is also stationed there, so Qin Lang can only follow him to the head office to work for the convenience of reporting and communication. Although Qin Lang almost has no time to sleep, he is still working tirelessly and energetically.

But occasionally when he had a rare moment of leisure, he would think of An Yi whom he hadn't seen for a few days, and he couldn't help feeling depressed. So Qin Lang would take a break from his busy schedule every day to supervise An Yi to post dinner photos, and even chat with her about interesting things in the company, or his own strange experiences that day, good or bad.

Tonight is the time for Qin Lang to leave. All the matters to be discussed and negotiated with the company and the other party have been finalized. In the morning, Qin Lang returned to Sun Technology with his boss. He still needed to pack some relevant documents and company information. At noon, he met with the boss, the sales department, the R&D department and other managers to finalize the relevant objectives and problem handling procedures. After An Yi delivered the lunch box to the meeting room, he quietly closed the door and went to eat.

In a blink of an eye, it was already three o'clock. Qin Lang checked the items in the suitcase again, and after confirming that they were correct, he stood up and walked towards the president's office.

"An, An'an." Actually, Qin Lang himself was not used to calling An Yi, so he changed his name to "An'an" by mistake. And An Yi did not want to argue with this colleague who was about to go on a long journey and was as kind as a younger brother, so he also responded with a smile.

"Are you all ready?" An Yi asked with concern.

Qin Lang nodded in silence, which was rare.

Homesickness and separation! An Yi understood: "Are you here to say goodbye to the boss? There is no one else inside now, go in quickly!"

Qin Lang nodded again and said, "Yes, let's go report to the boss first."

dong dong dong.

"Come in." The boss's voice came out faintly. The office has a disadvantage of being too soundproof. Every time I stand outside the door, I need to listen carefully to hear the boss's reply.

Qin Lang walked in and saw his boss looking up at him from the computer.

"Boss, I'm ready to leave for the airport. Do you have anything else to tell me?"

"Well, no, I know you are well prepared. If there are any problems when you get there, communicate with the various departments in a timely manner according to the previously deployed process. If there are any problems that cannot be solved or they are delayed in handling, report them directly to me."

"Okay, thank you boss for your trust and support! I will do my best when I get there!"

Ding Hong smiled: "I trust you in this regard. Don't work too hard and take good care of yourself."

"Okay, thank you, boss!" Qin Lang smiled brightly, looking as energetic as ever.

Ding Hong stood up and held out his hand: "Have a safe journey."

Qin Lang came forward and shook hands with the boss, saying, "Boss, rest assured, I will fulfill my mission!"

After walking out of the CEO's office and closing the door, An Yi heard the voice and turned around to look at him with a smile: "Are you ready to go?"

"Yes." Qin Lang walked forward and thought for a moment, then half-knelt down, lying on the table like a cute puppy, and said goodbye to the only person who cared about him here: "You must eat dinner on time, and don't forget to send me photos... If I am lonely and no one cares, I will send you messages to chat, but don't think I am annoying... Don't rush to reply, just reply when you are free, I won't disturb you when you are working and on weekends..."

An Yi listened to his mumbling instructions with amusement and patience, nodding frequently. She was always amazed that this sunny boy had such a delicate and gentle mind. His girlfriend must be very happy in the future. He was really a good boy that people liked.

She once discussed with Qin Lang why he was so persistent about her dinner, which even made her feel that he was asking too much. Qin Lang explained that he couldn't stand her pseudo-scientific eating habits, and he wanted to care about her and make her live a better life. Qin Lang really tried his best to imitate the oriental implicit way to hint at An Yi, but there was no way that the two of them were really different in all aspects, so An Yi didn't think about the relationship between men and women at all. An Yi also thought that Qin Lang might be like this because his relatives were not around, and he put some of the lack of family affection on himself.

"Comrade Qin Lang, don't worry! We are here to defend you, please rest assured! We look forward to your successful completion of the mission and your early return to the team, and then we will welcome you back to celebrate your success!" An Yi promised solemnly, then broke into a chuckle and said with concern: "Okay, I remember everything you said. You should also pay more attention to your health and safety, and don't forget to eat no matter how busy you are. If you need any help, feel free to contact me!"

These whispers turned into breeze and rain, and Qin Lang looked at the woman in front of him with warmth and melancholy in his heart, who made him more reluctant to leave. He looked at his watch helplessly, and it was indeed time to leave, so he had to get up. Qin Lang pulled up the suitcase in the corridor and put on his backpack. Several nearby colleagues came forward to shake hands or pat his shoulders and say goodbye to him.

Looking past the crowd, he looked at An Yi again, and the two smiled at each other. Qin Lang smiled and waved to everyone, then turned around and walked out of the company gate.

So An Yi lowered his head, looked at the computer and continued working.

Ding Hong in the president's office squinted at An Yi who was devoted to her work, then glanced towards the door to make sure that the woman did not show any reluctant or absent-minded expression, then he withdrew his gaze and continued to review emails.

He had to admit that he was hesitant at first, but because of her, he finally made up his mind to implement it. After the subsequent layers of deployment and planning, he and everyone else felt that this decision was imperative. Should he thank this woman? It seems that he didn't need to, because she didn't know that this matter was actually related to her.

Now that she was peaceful again, what next? Perhaps there was nothing next, but this seemed to make him feel better.

That’s all for now.

There was an unread message on his phone, and the sender was: Meng Qi, a classical beauty who was introduced at the cocktail party yesterday. She was as graceful as a willow, leaning against the breeze, and stunningly beautiful. A glance back would break one's heart. She was just a small model with some fame, but her graceful and youthful appearance suited his taste. Since the beauty had taken the initiative to invite him today, and he needed to relax from his recent busy schedule, he should not let her kindness down.

After a few messages, the time and place for tonight's date were confirmed. I habitually raised my eyes to look at the figure sitting at the door of the president's office, but I stopped abruptly.

It wasn't that he intentionally avoided or liked this ambiguity. It was just that the unpredictable and fleeting mood when facing comfort was beyond his previous experience and cognition, making him unable to distinguish and unwilling to make a judgment easily, and there was no need to trouble himself and fall into this kind of trouble.

She was just a woman. Although she had not been surrounded by many beauties, she was always surrounded by beautiful women. Since he felt sorry for her, he would help her casually; since he was too lazy to see the weeds around her, he would pull them out. But this did not mean that he would have any emotional intersection or even entanglement with her. Whether it was pity or sympathy, or some damn attraction to the opposite sex, it would be nothing more than the same as those women before, and would become a passing cloud in an instant.

In fact, on An Yi's birthday, the cozy and relaxed atmosphere in the restaurant made him have an unrealistic thought for a moment. But later, when he thought about his friends' disbelief and their funny looks when he introduced An Yi to others, he forced himself to stop this ridiculous idea.

How...how could a woman with such conditions and qualifications be worthy of me?

It's not discrimination. Ding Hong's previous girlfriends were not from famous families, or he never cared whether they were from wealthy families or ordinary people. What bothered him was that he had never had a female partner who was more than 2 years older than him. The only girlfriend who was 2 years older than him was a school beauty he dated in college. In recent years, the women Ding Hong has dated were at most the same age as him, and the age trend is getting younger and younger.

After all, men always like 20-year-old girls, no matter what their age is.

Well, let's take a step back: As the saying goes, when it comes to love, height is not a distance, and age is not a problem. Ignoring age, An Yi's other personal conditions have greatly exceeded his lower limit for girlfriends. This is the biggest reason why Ding Hong can't and doesn't want to distinguish this relationship: he is really afraid that he will come to a conclusion that even he can't believe and accept! That is something he can't accept even if he takes a step back! After all, he is also a veritable second-generation rich and a first-generation entrepreneur. Even if it is a game of love, he can't be so principled. Yes, everyone comments that he is unruly and unruly, but he is still a secular person who wants to save face in the circle of partners and business circles. His realm has not yet reached the level of jumping out of the three realms and not in the five elements, looking for an old woman who is extremely mediocre in all aspects and has a burden.

However, when he saw An Yi in trouble, Ding Hong couldn't help but want to help; when he saw An Yi surrounded by men with intentions, he would intervene without thinking... It's not that he didn't try to control his behavior, but that would only make him more uncomfortable and concerned. If he attributed all this to sympathy for single mothers at the beginning, he really can't convince himself now; or even if it was because of the woman's pitiful life experience before, it has gradually changed to another terrible direction now.

Alas, Ding Hong wondered if the recent work pressure and intensity had made him develop a sister complex? Could it be that Qin Lang was also caused by this? An Yi often showed maternal care for Qin Lang. The problem was that when this woman saw him, she was either like a frightened bird or played tricks on him in a foolish way... No matter how you looked at it, she was not the type of woman who could talk and talk. Did he like her "embarrassing appearances"?

Thinking of this, Ding Hong couldn't help but smile bitterly. His cell phone rang at the right time, helping him to escape from the mysterious vortex that always trapped him.