The cliché story of a domineering president and his secretary

"Speaking of caring... the boss's way of caring is a little scary. It seems that today, it was just that the edge of the paper was too sharp. The boss doesn't need to feel so guilty." An Yi said while observing Xiao Yang through the rearview mirror: "You were also scared today, right? I'm so sorry."

"I'm fine. I was driving at the time and didn't see clearly what happened." Xiao Yang Jueji refused to admit his identity as a witness.

An Yi understood Xiao Yang's thoughts and just found it funny but didn't point it out. Those who can get close to the boss are naturally career foxes with thousands of years of experience.

"Miss An, is your wound okay?" Xiao Yang also glanced at the woman behind him through the rearview mirror.

"It's nothing. Please call me An Yi or Xiao An. We are colleagues! Miss An? That's too strange."

"This... I'm used to it, and it may be difficult to change it. And I call Amy and the others this way too." Xiao Yang intuitively thought that it would be safest to call her "Miss An". This person seemed, might, probably could not be simply treated as an ordinary colleague. He was unwilling to think clearly about the specific reasons, let alone explain them clearly. It's best to be confused!

"Oh? Then I will also call you Mr. Yang?" An Yi disagreed. This title was too unequal.

"No, no, everyone calls me Xiao Yang. Please stop making things difficult for me." Although he knew it was a joke, Xiao Yang looked quite frightened, so An Yi couldn't insist any longer. It was just a little strange. He thought he was very familiar with Xiao Yang after several contacts, but why did he feel that he was deliberately keeping a distance from her today?

Although he felt strange, An Yi still found some irrelevant topics to chat with Xiao Yang, and the atmosphere was relaxed. Because he had to sort out documents, he sat in the back seat where only the boss should sit. If he didn't say a word, wouldn't he be treating Xiao Yang as a driver? It was inappropriate both in public and in private.

Xiao Yang also knew An Yi's thoughts. How could he not be touched by being treated so warmly?

"Ding! Ding!" was the short notification from Xiao Yang's cell phone.

Xiao Yang knew it was a text message from his boss because he only set the sound for his parents' and boss's calls, and they were different alert tones. The rest were set to silent mode. He worked in such a small and confined space, and he had to avoid the sound of his phone disturbing his boss.

Taking advantage of the red light, Xiao Yang quickly picked up his phone to check, and then his expression froze in surprise.

"Xiao Yang, the light is green." An Yi reminded softly.

"Oh, sorry." Xiao Yang hurriedly released the handbrake.

It was rare to see Xiao Yang make a mistake while driving, An Yi smiled and asked with concern: "What's the matter? Is there something urgent? I can also take the subway back by myself."

Xiao Yang's ears turned red, and he quickly replied, "No, nothing happened."

"Oh, okay." An Yi felt relieved. She didn't expect Xiao Yang to tell her anything. This guy kept his mouth shut.

The carriage fell silent, each of them having their own thoughts.

Xiao Yang was in a state of confusion at this moment. When he thought about the contents of his boss's text message, he felt like he was sitting on a mountain of needles. However, he couldn't let Miss An see that something was wrong with him. It was really a tricky situation.

The boss actually... asked him to find a chance to find out why Miss An didn't want to be the general assistant!

Xiao Yang felt bitter in his mouth. Being cautious in words and deeds is his strong point. And getting information is the most taboo behavior for a personal driver, and it is also what he is least good at! What happened to the boss who knows his personality well? Regardless of whether it can be completed, the key is, isn’t the boss worried that he will be discovered by Miss An? That would be a loss!

Xiao Yang regretted replying "OK" just now. What was good about that? He couldn't do it at all! He still followed his boss's instructions out of habit. Should he send his boss another letter to reject the offer? Xiao Yang was so regretful that his intestines turned green. He was sweating on his forehead, which was rare, and his breathing was also short and disordered.

"Xiao Yang, are you not feeling well? You don't look well." An Yi had noticed something was wrong ahead and asked cautiously.

"Ah, I... I'm fine." Xiao Yang forced his mouth corners to move, not caring whether An Yi behind him could see it.

An Yi nodded doubtfully, but still worried: "Are you hungry? Maybe the boss is right to worry. Anyway, if I'm really hungry, I'm prone to hypoglycemia. We can pull over and have a burger first, how about that? Don't force yourself!"

Xiao Yang was touched. Miss An was really a kind, considerate and gentle woman. Thinking of the reason why the boss asked him to test, Xiao Yang tried to force himself not to imagine. He just reminded himself that it was rare to be confused! Well, let him give it a try and try his best. The result can only be left to fate. I just hope that the boss will not blame me too much.

After adjusting his mood and thinking it over, Xiao Yang decided to take action.

"Thank you for your concern. I'm really fine. In our profession, we are used to irregular meals, and we always carry some food to resist hunger. Just like you said, the boss cares about the employees, and I'm not tired. It's much better than my previous job."

An Yi nodded: "Yes, it can be seen that you and the boss have a good understanding."

"You are the same. It seems that the boss is very satisfied with your work ability and attitude."

An Yi quickly and modestly denied it.

Xiao Yang felt that the time had come, so he calmed down and began to get to the point. "I heard that you were not willing to be the boss's assistant before, and everyone was quite surprised. This is such a great opportunity for promotion."

An Yi knew that the "everyone" Xiao Yang mentioned included many people. Everyone saw her refusal in the meeting room at that time, and... this might also include Uncle Han. After all, Xiao Yang had a special status, and he was the most likely to know the conversations of senior leaders, but they just knew it tacitly and could not tell her. As for her personal situation, An Yi believed that Xiao Yang was also very clear. From the several conversations between the two, it can be confirmed that Xiao Yang would cleverly avoid some topics that might touch her feelings and emotions.

Thinking of this, An Yi felt that since it was already an open secret, there was no need to hide it, which would only make things worse if others looked down on it.

"I've been away from the workplace for too long, and I've been worried that I wouldn't be able to adapt. Fortunately, everyone is very caring." An Yi deliberately used the word "everyone" to reply to Xiao Yang.

"The boss is always very accurate in judging people. If he thinks you are suitable, then you must be suitable. Haha, thank goodness you agreed at that time! Otherwise, you would regret it, right?"

Xiao Yang actually joked in such a casual tone? An Yi was quite surprised, narrowed his eyes and smiled, but the answer was definitely negative: "No, if I were given another chance, I still wouldn't want to take this position."

"Oh?" This time it was Xiao Yang's turn to be surprised. He curiously asked, "Why? A promotion and a raise can't impress you?"

"Well, because I'm afraid of being tired, especially mentally tired."

"Tired? Oh, this job is more stressful. I remember when the big review was going on, I heard you were all busy as hell."

"Yes, but the workload is one thing, and on the other hand, don't you think that working for the boss brings a lot of mental pressure?"

"Well... I just drive and I just need to be on time. It's not like your job which requires high technical skills."

"Hehe, what technical content? An assistant does spreadsheets and sends emails. The nature of our jobs is similar. So, the understanding of a job or a thing really varies from person to person. This is also related to one's own experience. To put it bluntly, my current state is that I just want to recuperate. The simpler, more stable, and even more boring the work is, the better. Because then the environment will be purer and less stimulated by the outside world. Compared with the benefits brought by the job, I am now," An Yi laughed at himself, "not suitable for bearing excessive pressure and psychological burden. And working for a boss is a bit too exciting for me."

Xiao Yang thought for a moment: "Exciting? Is your boss too strict with you?"

"Not really. I'm not afraid of strictness. I'll just try my best. If I can't achieve it, it's just my limited ability. What makes me uncomfortable is my boss's changeable temper and overly strong personality." An Yi's eyes fell on the street scenes passing by outside the car window, as if he was staring and drifting.

"The boss has a bad temper, but he always talks about the matter at hand and never targets individuals, and the problems he points out are indeed reasonable. Miss An, you don't have to be afraid. The boss really recognizes and values ​​you, and everyone knows it." Xiao Yang felt that he should explain a few words on behalf of the boss and comfort An Yi at the same time.

"It seems that you admire your boss very much! Actually, I admire him too, but this job is not what I am looking for at the moment."

Knowing that Xiao Yang couldn't understand why someone was so unmotivated, An Yi couldn't help but joked: "It's normal that you don't understand the thoughts of a middle-aged man like me. In fact, this is also the age difference, right? I am a few years older than the boss. I work with fear and trepidation all day long, which makes me feel frustrated occasionally. Maybe a boss older than me would be more suitable. Of course, this is all my self-esteem at work, and it has nothing to do with the boss. And you are younger than the boss. If 3 years is a generation gap, wow! Then there are several big gaps between us."

Xiao Yang asked curiously, "How do you know my age? Many people think I am older than the boss." He didn't remember mentioning his age to An Yi.

"I can only say that my age has not increased in vain!" An Yi raised her eyebrows proudly: "You, just pretend to be mature in your dress, speech and behavior in order to be more suitable for this job."

Xiao Yang smiled. He was impressed by An Yi's careful observation and touched by her frankness. Although he wanted to do his best to complete the task assigned by his boss, he did not expect that the topic would touch upon Miss An's embarrassment and sadness, which made him feel very guilty. He did not know whether the question he had just asked had met the boss's requirements. Fortunately, he was about to arrive at Sun Technology, which gave him the best reason to terminate this absurd task.

Before getting off the car, An Yi once again asked Xiao Yang to hand over the documents to Amy, and once again expressed his gratitude. After saying goodbye, she quietly watched Xiao Yang drive away. After a moment, An Yi slowly revealed an extremely cold smile on his face, and walked slowly towards the company with the remaining pile of documents in his arms.

The temperature at three o'clock in the afternoon was the most scorching, but An Yi was not in a hurry to hide in the cool building. Instead, he carefully thought about the conversation in the car just now, turned his head and stared at the direction where Xiao Yang drove away, and whispered softly: "I hope that the tyrant will be satisfied and understand my intention: I have no other intentions, but to let me go."