The cliché story of a domineering president and his secretary

The whole meeting was as tense and bloody as An Yi expected. But to her surprise, it was Manager Wan from the Planning Department and Manager Zheng from the R&D Department who were furious and furious. The two of them got so angry over a few words that they kept arguing.

Manager Zheng brought two business backbones and even brought several thick technical specifications to criticize Manager Wan for ignoring science in order to exaggerate commercial effects. Manager Wan brought a senior copywriter to state the fields and target audiences of this print advertisement in a factual and reasonable manner, and to think from the perspective of the viewer instead of simply focusing on a few weird, complicated and difficult to understand professional terms.

On the other hand, their big boss Ding Hong was watching their confrontation calmly at this moment, but his furrowed brows betrayed his equally uneasy heart.

Qin Lang's Chinese is weak, but he can join in the fun if he talks about English technical terms. Manager Lu was not in a position to interrupt at this time. His opinions had been clearly stated in the email before, and the two bosses knew about it, but they ignored it. Alas, the sales department has always been regarded as a group of people who have no culture, no technical knowledge, and can only talk nonsense and fool customers. Manager Lu smiled bitterly in his heart.

Although An Yi was completely confused and didn't understand anything during the whole process, he was still watching with great interest. Manager Wan was naturally superior in terms of eloquence; although Manager Zheng lacked in this aspect, his dedication and perseverance in science and engineering made him unyielding. The two sides had been fighting for more than 300 rounds, and it was still difficult to determine the winner. After one side finished singing, the other side took the stage and took turns to attack with their own troops. The men were arguing until their faces turned red and their necks became thick.

This scene is wonderful! It's so wonderful! At this moment, An Yi just needs to hold some melon seeds in his hand and eat them while watching the show.

When Ding Hong felt a headache and looked around, he found An Yi's excited expression. Of course, she still restrained herself, trying to look serious, holding a pen dutifully, like a professional secretary ready to record the key points of the meeting. Ding Hong really didn't believe that she could record anything in her notebook, because the meeting had been going on for more than an hour, and there was no conclusion at all.

Feeling the comfort of being watched, she turned her head sharply and saw Ding Hong squinting at her. She shrank her shoulders in guilt, but she felt that she had not done anything out of the ordinary. Could it be that the boss wanted to arrange something? Did he want her to order food? Glancing at the wall clock, it was already half past five. She thought she had realized it, and looked at Ding Hong, ready to get up and ask.

Ding Hong shook his head and waved his hands at her, indicating that there was nothing to do. When he was looking at his watch, he already understood her idea of ​​ordering food.

Ding Hong didn't plan to stay with these old guys until the evening. He had to rush back as soon as he finished his business outside the city. He was already very angry, and he still wanted to have a free dinner? Of course, he didn't want to let his sick secretary work too hard. If she fainted from exhaustion and was hospitalized due to "work injury" again, he would be really driven crazy.

Seeing that the boss had guessed what she meant and rejected her directly, she was happy to save herself the trouble. She guessed that the boss had probably reached the limit of his patience and was going to end the meeting. She quickly turned her attention back to the battle situation and watched as long as possible.

Alas, how could he not know that his secretary, who seemed to be pure and indifferent to the world, was also a melon lover? Ding Hong shook his head slightly, but the corners of his lips rose inadvertently. Good! It's time to end it. Ding Hong coughed lightly, and sure enough, the people on both sides gradually stopped and looked at him.

Finally, about half an hour later, the matter was finalized: the promotional words were slightly adjusted, and a note was added to provide professional explanations. The two sides finally reached a compromise, and then they discussed the font, size, and placement of the note. After the dust finally settled, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

In fact, every time a new product is launched, the unified publicity and promotion words will be studied and approved, and we have been working well together in the past. This time, the text description of a leading technology of the new product caused such a big controversy, but everyone understands that everything is done to be more rigorous, reasonable and highlight the advantages of the product. So after the meeting, several bigwigs talked and laughed about other matters that still need to be coordinated.

Ding Hong was too lazy to waste time with them, so he stood up and ordered An Yi to immediately prepare the meeting minutes and send them to him for approval, then walked out of the meeting room directly.

Everyone had long been accustomed to the boss's simple and tough work style, and they also felt guilty for making the boss so exhausted. After agreeing on the next plan and meeting time, everyone quietly left. The meeting room that was noisy just now was empty in a moment.

An Yi, who followed Ding Hong out of the meeting room, had already been sitting in front of the computer typing out the minutes. This was her first meeting minutes after becoming the CEO's secretary, so she wrote it with extra care, choosing words and repeatedly considering them, but she didn't dare to delay too long and lose efficiency. Finally, she sent the document she had written with all her strength to her boss, and while doing other work, she anxiously waited for his reply.

Ding, a new email came in. I guessed it was a reply from my boss. I quickly opened it and saw that my boss asked me to forward the meeting minutes to the participants and print a copy for him to sign and file.

Did she write it well? No, the name of the attachment in the email was different from the one she sent. A bad premonition came over her, and she opened it and checked it carefully. Sure enough! Some of the content had been modified, including several technical terms. If these were caused by her lack of understanding of the company's business, she found that even the format and wording of the file had been adjusted by the boss in several places. Oh, how embarrassing! She had been out of society for these years, and her business ability had indeed regressed a lot. She was so cautious, but she still neglected a few places. She gently patted her cheeks, which were beginning to heat up, and thought that she would have to go in and ask the boss for his signature later. It was really... embarrassing!

When An Yi appeared in front of Ding Hong with a guilty conscience and handed over the printed minutes for signature, Ding Hong couldn't help but squint at her. This made An Yi blush even more. Was the boss going to criticize her for her poor ability?

"Are you feeling unwell? Are you having a fever again?" The blush on the woman's cheeks reminded Ding Hong of her condition a few days ago.

"Ah? No, I'm fine now." Although An Yi was puzzled, he felt his face was burning with embarrassment and realized that the boss probably misunderstood. If he really diagnosed me with a fever, would I be dragged to the hospital again? An Yi was panicked and apologized quickly to clear up the misunderstanding: "Boss, I'm sorry that my meeting minutes were so badly written and I asked you to help revise so many places."

Oh, so it was because of shame. How scary! Ding Hong complained in his heart and glanced at An Yi with a reproachful look.

Sure enough! The boss was very angry. He must regret letting her be the president's secretary, right? Now that he knows her ability, will he directly remove her from her position and turn her back to her original form? An Yi knew that she might be scaring herself, but President Ding, who has always been vigorous and resolute and never gives face to his subordinates, has had similar cases before.

In fact, Ding Hong didn’t think that An Yi’s minutes were so poorly written, or rather, he had expected them to be written to this extent.

An Yi was not his first secretary, nor was he the worst. Her skills were just average. Ding Hong was a language purist, and he had his own preferred text format and way of expression. His requirements in this regard were much higher than those of ordinary people. But his secretaries had to adapt to and keep up with his standards, so he would patiently revise and train the staff around him in the first few times. If they could not meet his requirements, Ding Hong would ruthlessly remove them.

He just edited the minutes himself to make a model for An Yi. As for the professional terms, he did not expect this liberal arts student who had just joined the company to write it without any problems. The contents involved and mentioned in the meeting, even if a business person who had worked for a few years was called in, probably could not guarantee that all the contents could be written correctly.

However, Ding Hong still overestimated An Yi's confidence. He didn't expect that this woman had scared him to such an extent before he gave her any instructions or explained her requirements. He was speechless. Perhaps he had overlooked the fact that this was her first job in a long time, but did he really need to understand these circumstances?

"What you wrote... is okay." Ding Hong felt like he was going to vomit blood. He actually had to bite the bullet and praise a manuscript that he had revised to pieces: "However, I have some formats and expression habits of my own. You should try to adapt to them. As for the company's business and professional terms, read more company information." He had tried his best to explain his point of view gently, and he really couldn't go on, otherwise he would be disgusted by himself.

An Yi didn't notice Ding Hong's distorted expression. She was trying to digest the boss's words. Yes, bosses all have their own document requirements. She just subconsciously followed the previous boss's specifications, which of course would not meet the current boss's requirements. It's good that she was not dissatisfied. Instantly regained some workplace confidence, An Yi nodded to show that she understood, and her face gradually returned to its usual appearance.

This huge glass heart! Does she still think that her work can satisfy herself every time? Who gave her this self-righteousness? It seems that I was too polite to her before, and I really need a beating! Ding Hong resisted the urge to roll his eyes. Looking at the time, it was almost seven o'clock. Seeing An Yi pick up the document he signed and wait for the next instruction, Ding Hong said calmly: "Let's do this for today."

He responded respectfully. Just as An Yi was about to leave, he heard the boss order, "Pack up. I'll take you back."

She wanted to decline politely, but before she could say anything, the boss waved his hand impatiently and interrupted her: "If you don't want to go to the hospital, shut up."

Hmm? Are you doubting your health? An Yi wanted to defend himself, but the boss's stern voice came over: "You still want to be brave with this look on your face? If you faint again, I'll give you an IV!"

So...a good woman won't suffer a loss in front of her. Isn't it better not to take the subway by herself? Isn't it ungrateful? An Yi, who nodded and ran out of the office quickly, encouraged herself. Originally, I only heard that the boss was strong and strict. Could it be that he was a chivalrous and kind-hearted person? But this manic version of chivalrous and kind-hearted is even more terrifying than being cold and ruthless!