The cliché story of a domineering president and his secretary

After listening to Zhou Ya and Millie's narration, An Yi raised her eyebrows and said, "Did the boss notice it?" As the saying goes, a demon in the workplace lasts for a thousand years and a million years, and she, who was not slow to notice, heard the hidden meaning.

“With the boss’s smartness, how could he not understand?” Qin Shan replied after taking a sip of tea.

"How could the boss allow someone with such thoughts to lurk by his side? Doesn't he not date his employees?" An Yi was puzzled.

"Oh, these men, they probably really enjoy having outstanding women admiring them." Jiaxuan smiled slyly and winked at Zhou Ya and the others.

Qin Shan made a hushing gesture and continued to explain in a low voice, "Boss, how can you be so superficial? First, the girl hasn't broken through the window paper, so how can the boss expose it? Second, this can at least confirm Amy's loyalty to him. She is just a girl with a simple mind. As long as the boss doesn't give her a chance in the future, and Amy is a noble person, the feelings will naturally fade after a year or so."

"Wow!" Everyone looked at Qin Shan with awe and admiration, and gave her a thumbs up. This included An Yi, who had long known that Qin Shan was the most thoughtful and rational among them.

"I really think I'm so much older than you. I admire you so much!" An Yi bowed and said seriously, "But, you are only one or two years older than that Amy, right? You keep calling her a little girl. I doubt your real age! Maybe you're even older than me!" An Yi continued to tease until Qin Shan blushed with shame. She ran over and gently patted An Yi's shoulder, revealing her cute and naive side as a little girl. Everyone laughed and let Qin Shan go.

Jiaxuan then provided a new piece of information: "Sister An'an, it seems like your training tomorrow will be quite large. Manager Lu has even received an invitation, and he asked me to help prepare the training PPT."

"Wow! A manager-level training lineup." Millie stuck out her tongue.

An Yi was also surprised. She didn't expect that the boss attached great importance to the position of general assistant.

"It seems that it is not easy to fish in troubled waters!" She sighed in her heart.

Lunch was almost over. Zhou Ya and the others were only familiar with Amy, but they knew almost nothing about the other assistants.

"Oh my, you never know enough gossip! I've long said that we should strengthen external relations and fill the gap in each branch, but you just don't work hard! Of course, that includes me. We really need to reflect deeply on ourselves!" Zhou Ya had a self-blaming expression, as if she was disappointed in her friend. Millie, who was closest to her, grabbed her neck directly, and Jiaxuan angrily crumpled the napkin in her hand into a ball and threw it at her. They all condemned Zhou Ya's shameless behavior of pretending to be the big shot.

Qin Shan and An Yi were so amused that they couldn't stop laughing, but fortunately they were able to stay rational and remind everyone to pay attention to the order in the restaurant.

"I suddenly miss Qin Lang!" Zhou Ya complained.

The others were confused for a moment and waited for an explanation curiously.

"Humph! When he was here, we all worked together to deal with him. Now that he's out of the country, I've become a prime target!"

Everyone patted their foreheads.

Jiaxuan laughed and said, "Why don't you just say that you two have the same personality? You are just laughing at someone you are not."

Mentioning Qin Lang, one can't help but think of the jokes that the little sun often made. Millie and the others rushed to tell them, which made them laugh again.

An Yi also thought of the task assigned by the little sun: taking pictures. So she began to arrange her bowls and plates, picked up her phone to find the angle, and carefully avoided the restaurant logo on the bowl. An Yi sighed in her heart, although Qin Lang looked careless, she found out through the photos he sent recently that this guy is most suitable for a career as a detective!

In fact, she didn't take it seriously when she promised Qin Lang to send photos every day, thinking that they would forget about each other after a while if they sent a few photos occasionally. Unexpectedly, Qin Lang was so serious. Sometimes An Yi tried not to send it to him, and sometimes she forgot, and the boy would really send a letter to ask for it! If An Yi answered honestly that she didn't have dinner at night, she would naturally be nagged. Or if she secretly used some online pictures to pretend, she would basically be identified by that guy. For example, there are watermarks as small as beans on the photos, the lighting angles are from professionals, or the pictures have been carefully edited, etc. In short, it is definitely not something that An Yi, who is completely unfamiliar with photography skills, can take.

Thinking about it, I really ran into a trap. He was from the planning department! Although Qin Lang was not in charge of the advertising business, he had been exposed to the department by nature. If he didn't have a complete understanding of it, he would at least have half a understanding of it.

So, An Yi came up with the idea of ​​using lunch photos to cover up the case. But Qin Lang, a foodie, was familiar with most of the restaurants around the company, so sometimes the logos on the dishes that were accidentally photographed became the key clues to solving the case. At first, An Yi himself didn't notice it, and when he asked Qin Lang how he found it, the guy was very secretive and refused to say anything. It was An Yi who discovered this flaw in a photo.

There were countless such incidents. Posting dinner photos every day seemed to have turned into a detective game between them, which Qin Lang enjoyed but An Yi was miserable.

So most of the time, An Yi chooses to eat dinner obediently. However, the weather has been hot recently, and she often has a poor appetite. In contrast, she still chooses to take pictures of her lunch at a suitable time, just in case. An Yi is now more and more experienced in photography skills, and knows how to avoid various minefields, especially those that reflect the name and style of the restaurant. Therefore, some restaurants with too obvious personalities are not suitable for photography. The restaurant they visited today has just opened recently, and the dishes are more popular, so An Yi dared to take another gamble.

"Sister An An, your photos are so weird!" Millie suddenly popped her head out, startling An Yi, who was concentrating on taking photos, so much so that her hands trembled and her phone almost fell into her rice bowl. Millie panicked and caught the phone with her, and the two smiled at each other.

Qin Shan sighed and shook her head: "Mili, you are so startled that you even scared Sister An An."

"No, no, it's my problem. I'm too timid." An Yi waved his hand and explained.

This is the most adorable thing about Sister An An. Although she is older than all of them, she always reveals her innocence in private, while in the company she appears to be a wise professional woman.

Millie humbly tried to improve herself, and asked softly, "Sister An An, I noticed that you like taking photos while eating recently, but you don't post them on WeChat Moments? Also, your angles for taking photos are very different from others. Others take photos of each dish in its most perfect state, and preferably include the restaurant logo to prove where they were eaten, but... you are just the opposite!"

Because Millie herself is a friend-circle fanatic, she is also sensitive and concerned about similar actions by others.

An Yi smiled awkwardly, but her mind was spinning rapidly as she thought of a response. She then pretended to be relaxed and explained, "Oh, I took this video for my family to see. They always think I didn't take my lunch seriously." She remembered that she had also used this line of speech to answer her boss's questions, so she was pretty familiar with it.

"No wonder uncle and auntie are worried, sister An An is really too thin! But I'm so envious!" Jiaxuan and Zhou Ya covered their faces and sighed: "How can we have the nerve to eat so much! Dinner, I'm determined not to eat dinner!"

"Sister An An, how did you lose weight? I remember you said you were a little chubby before." Millie shook An Yi's arm, seeking the secret.

An Yi smiled bitterly, feeling sad: Yes, I used to cry and shout about losing weight like them, and I had a good appetite. But now... her explanation just now was also half true and half false. Mom and Dad watched their slightly plump daughter gradually become thinner and thinner, and the two elders told her to eat on time almost every day. The heartache and pity in their eyes made her always avoid being with them intentionally or unintentionally, except when she went home to reunite.

Qin Shan keenly noticed An Yi's embarrassment and quickly tried to smooth things over, "Sister An An is very determined. Do you think you can really skip dinner? Oh, you're shouting about losing weight after you've eaten your fill!"

This remark immediately caused Zhou Ya and the others to swear and vow to lose weight, and the meal finally ended in laughter and scolding.

The gossip group members walked happily into the building, gradually restrained their wanton smiles, put on standard professional expressions, and returned to their respective workstations.

An Yi opened the computer to update the emails. As expected, she received a supplementary training email from Amy. It detailed the training time, location, schedule, etc. Manager Lu's name appeared in the list of trainers, as well as a sales director and a technical director from two other branches. Oh my God! There are also the HR manager, the finance manager, and the corporate publicity manager of the head office. This is really a super luxurious lineup! Just... for these little assistants? Even if they are the president's assistants, is it worth mobilizing so many people?

An Yi thought carefully about whether she had ever received such attention in her previous assistant career. No, not at all.

It seems that every company has its own unique corporate culture. It is useless to think too much. Why bother? She pouted helplessly: Well, I have to be very alert tomorrow and the day after tomorrow. Who knows if there will be any job assessment after the training. It is not easy to earn this double vacation!

The next morning, perhaps because it was the weekend, An Yi was the only one in the slowly ascending elevator. She was stroking the small leather bag she carried on her shoulder, boredly looking at the shiny metal elevator door, which reflected her thin figure. She was wearing a silky white three-quarter sleeve shirt on the upper body and a light blue, thin, loose-hem midi skirt on the lower body. She was still without makeup, and only carefully drew her eyebrows, and even didn't apply lipstick, which was a must-have for workplace makeup, as usual.

An Yi is not a maverick or aloof. She has her own opinions on her appearance. Although her facial features are dignified and elegant, her eyebrows and eyes are very light and the contours are not deep. If she draws one point, it will look pale, if she draws three points, it will be a little thick, and if she draws five points, it will be distorted. Back then, her girlfriends did not give up and forced her to try various makeups, but finally gave up in vain. First, the effect of makeup was really unsatisfactory, and she was not as beautiful as she was without makeup. Second, An Yi was too lazy to pay attention to it; third, she really lacked the talent for makeup. After taking the trouble to teach her several times and exhausting the patience of her sisters, she only learned how to draw eyebrows.

Thinking of this, An Yi couldn't help but smile, and then her heart ached again. It's been a long time since they last contacted each other. Are her friends missing her, angry for her, or feeling pity and sympathy for her, or angry at her for being so ruthless and losing contact with them... Should they contact her? Should they? Can she face them and her past calmly? No, no, no, no. An Yi bit her lip and shook her head, closing her eyes in pain.

"Ding", the elevator door slowly opened. An Yi quickly restrained his expression, took a deep breath, adjusted the angle of his smile, and walked calmly towards the main office door in front of him.