The cliché story of a domineering president and his secretary

When it was almost time to get off work, An Yi received an invitation email from the sales department. Because the contract documents for the new product had been officially completed, they were going to hold a small celebration party. In addition to the department itself, they also invited the boss and other meritorious officials from other brother departments to attend, a total of nearly 30 people. An Yi's name was also written in the email. I guess it was because of the position of the president's secretary! The celebration party was held in a large private room of a well-known KTV, and the time was unexpectedly Thursday!

Considering that the last company party was also on Thursday, could it be that the boss had set the time again? The next day, when chatting with Jiaxuan, I asked her the reason. Sure enough, Jiaxuan said that Manager Lu originally wanted to hold it on Friday, but the boss had things scheduled over the weekend, so he scheduled it on Thursday. The colleagues were sorry that they couldn't have a full time, but after all, they still had to follow the boss's schedule, so they had to do it this way.

An Yi wondered if her boss's behavior had anything to do with her, but she also felt that she was being too sentimental. It seemed that the boss had to be busy on weekends, entertaining friends and business partners, hanging out with girlfriends, and shopping. If he was so free on weekends, where would all those scandals come from? An Yi secretly laughed with ill intentions.

In the noisy KTV room, after the boss and Manager Lu gave a brief speech, everyone couldn't wait to directly push the atmosphere into the happy hour theme.

The purpose of booking here is to have fun and relieve stress. At this time, everyone, regardless of class, is having a great time. Some are singing, some are drinking, some are playing with sieves, and some are just hanging out to express their feelings. The place is bustling with lights and wine.

An Yi squeezed herself into a small corner and quietly listened to the karaokes of the microphone masters. The sales department was indeed full of talents, not only were they eloquent, but their voices were also top-notch, which made An Yi, who had not been to KTV for a long time, very happy. Ding Hong was also strongly requested by everyone to sing a song. As everyone rumored, although the boss's voice was not as good as that of professional singers, it was definitely not inferior to many talent show stars, and it could be heard that he had received vocal training.

An Yi really hasn't listened to Chinese songs for a long time, because she doesn't want to be saddened by the sentimental words in the lyrics. Maybe today is a happy day, most of her colleagues chose songs about striving for success, brotherhood and other heroic songs. Although she is middle-aged, she still gets excited when listening to them, and feels that youth is so good!

At this time, An Yi's phone rang. It was a call from her beloved daughter You You. She picked up the phone happily and walked out of the box. Because she was worried about being seen by her colleagues, An Yi walked to the rooftop of the building which was a little further away.

This morning, Youyou finally finished her last exam. Feeling good about herself, she called Anyi to report the situation as soon as she got out of school at noon. I thought we would not contact each other again in the evening, but I received a call from my daughter. Although I was surprised, I was also very happy.

"Mom, it's me!"

"Of course I know it's my baby girl! How was it? Did you have a relaxing evening?"

"Hehe, yes, we ate out tonight. It was my favorite pizza! I was even allowed to play games for half an hour just now!"

"Humph! You are so happy, but you still have to go to school tomorrow, so go to bed on time!"

"Yeah, I'll go to bed after the phone call. I've already washed up."

"So good! By the way, on Saturday we're going to..."

"Mom!" Before An Yi could finish, You You interrupted her hurriedly: "I...I want to discuss something with you..."

Hearing his daughter dithering and not finishing her words, An Yi asked with amusement, "Why? You want a reward before the scores come out?"

"No, Mom. Don't I have band practice at school this afternoon?"

"Yeah, I know. What's wrong? What happened?" An Yi asked worriedly.

"Teacher Chen told me that he wanted me to replace Chen Ziqi to participate in the music festival held in the district."

"Oh? She can't go?" Youyou participated in the music festival selection event before, but unfortunately she was not selected.

"She hasn't recovered from her cold yet, and they're worried that it will affect her performance, so the team counselor and Teacher Chen discussed letting me take her place."

"She must be very regretful, right? It's such a rare performance event. But this is an opportunity for you." Youyou and the girl both studied flute and had always been competitors in the school team. Their levels were similar, so they always won and lost when participating in such selection activities.

"Yes, I really wanted to agree at that time. But later I found out that our band has to participate in the district's unified closed training this weekend, and we can't come back until the performance next Wednesday. So... if I participate, I won't be able to come back on the weekend, and after the graduation ceremony next Friday, I will immediately leave for the United States. I don't know if I will have the chance to come back during this period..." Although Youyou didn't finish the rest of the words, An Yi knew what this sensible child was worried about.

"It's okay, you can come back and stay for a night after the performance on Wednesday! Grandma and grandpa will understand. Don't worry, it's such a good opportunity, you should agree. We will definitely support you!" An Yi said with a smile.

"Thank you, Mom, for your understanding! That's great, long live Mom!" The voice on the other end of the microphone suddenly became excited.

"You have been practicing the flute hard, so you must not let go of such a good opportunity to show off. Well, you will have a hard time in the future, after all, time is so tight. Come on, honey!"

"Yes, I will. Teacher Chen said that I have been in good condition and I don't need to worry or be nervous."

"Yes, my daughter is the best!"

The two chatted happily for a few more minutes before saying good night to each other.

An Yi did not return to the box immediately, but leaned on the railing of the patio and looked at the scenery below. In the lobby on the first floor, people were coming and going, mostly young people came in groups of three or five, everyone was smiling, exuding the breath of youth.

The radio was playing the most popular songs on demand at the moment. Just as a passionate and dynamic song was coming to an end, another slightly sad song was sung. An Yi, who was about to go back to her happy time, couldn't help but slow down her pace. She was very familiar with this song. It was the theme song of a popular TV series last year. She loved it at the time and hummed it for a while. But now, when An Yi heard it again, the sad and desolate sentiment in her heart could not be shaken off.

Suppressing the fragility in her heart that she was unwilling to admit, she forced herself to walk towards the private room with a shaky step. At the moment when she was about to push open the door, she turned to another corridor and turned away. She tried hard to hold back the tears that were about to burst out, and staggered forward against the wall. Her eyes swept across an empty private room, and she could no longer care about anything else and dodged in. The darkness inside concealed her figure. She sat on the sofa, letting the tears flow down her face without a care. Although the various music and noises outside made it impossible for people to hear or pay attention to this place, An Yi was still stubborn and did not cry out loud, but the slightly shaking shoulders and hunched back betrayed everything.

Outside the door, with the faint light coming in through the window, there was still someone who took all of this in. It was Ding Hong.

He just came out to answer a call, and just after the call, he saw An Yi holding the phone and walking sweetly behind a pillar not far from him. The woman's attention was completely focused on the other end of the phone, and she didn't care about anything else, including him, her boss.

Ding Hong told himself that he was not eavesdropping, he just wanted to stay a little longer to get some fresh air, and the woman's voice was so loud that he had to hear it.

From the few words, Ding Hong had already understood that her daughter's nickname was Youyou, and the two were just chatting warmly. But when he heard An Yi agreed that his daughter should go to the training camp on the weekend, Ding Hong's eyes narrowed slightly. He noticed that An Yi's voice was still as gentle and cheerful as before, but he could hear the depressed mood hidden in it. He sighed in his heart, wondering if her daughter knew how much her mother looked forward to the arrival of every Friday. Maybe she knew, but she just didn't expect how deep her longing would be.

I quietly heard her end the call on the other side of the pillar, and quietly watched her walk towards the private room in a daze. Just when I was about to admire her fortitude, I saw her hiding in this room after all, unable to bear it any longer.

Ding Hong reached out to take out a cigarette in annoyance, but then took it back. Smoking is prohibited in public places. Knowing that the person inside would not be able to come out for a while, he leaned against the wall and listened to the sad song that was playing. Thinking of An Yi's expression just now, this song must be one of the culprits that triggered the woman's emotions.

At this time, a waiter passed by. He was in charge of several private rooms nearby. He keenly felt that something was wrong with this room, so he wanted to look inside through the glass window on the door for observation and light transmission.

Ding Hong stepped forward and blocked the man, causing the other person to look at him in surprise.

"I'll book this room for two hours. Please go to the front desk to help me with the formalities. By the way, bring a bottle of water and some facial tissues. The rest will be your tip." Ding Hong took out several bills from his black wallet, knowing that there would be a lot of money left over.

The waiter lowered his head and took it, nodded with a look of joy on his face, and without even looking into the room again, he hurried to process it.

Ding Hong looked back at the box again, but eventually he decided to turn around and leave. After all, there was a room full of employees, and he had been absent for long enough.

About half an hour later, An Yi sneaked back to the venue. At this time, the atmosphere of the celebration party had reached its climax. Several young salesmen were clamoring for a drinking contest, while others were cheering for them and jokingly guessing who would win or lose.

An Yi breathed a sigh of relief and quickly pretended to be an enthusiastic spectator and joined in.

Ding Hong was invited to the most important position to host this "match". There were noisy and swaying figures all around him, but he still caught a glimpse of An Yi who was standing on the periphery at the moment. He observed that her complexion had basically returned to normal, but her eyes were swollen from crying and it was likely that the swelling would not go away for a while. Helplessness and heartache flashed across his eyes, and he withdrew his gaze and continued to judge the winners and losers of the two groups.