The boss of a wealthy family is too clingy, and the beautiful secretary wants to quit

Anran was waiting for the test results in the hospital corridor.

She kept looking at the time on her watch. For the first time, she felt that time was passing very slowly. She stood up and sat down again and again.

The results finally came out. She held the report tightly and walked into the clinic nervously.

The doctor took the report from her and looked at it carefully.

An Ran's heart was beating very fast, her eyes were fixed on the doctor, and her hands were clenched under the table until they turned white.

After reading the report, the doctor looked up at her and said, "All eight common X-disease tests were negative, including HIV, but there is a 2 to 6 week window period for HIV infection."

"I'll prescribe you a blocking drug. Take it after meals, once a day, one tablet at a time. Take it for 28 days, and the blocking rate will reach 99%. Remember, stopping the drug during this period will greatly reduce the blocking success rate. Come back for a checkup after taking it."

"It is recommended to do another test after the window period for higher accuracy."

"Thank you, doctor." An Ran nodded.

The doctor shook his head. If such a young and beautiful girl got infected, she would be ruined. He sighed and said, "Go and pay the fee and get the medicine. Be careful in the future and keep yourself clean."

An Ran hummed.

Before she left the CDC, Feng Jiajia called and An Ran told her the test results.

Feng Jiajia comforted her, "It's okay. Taking medicine is a way to protect yourself and give you peace of mind. I'll be there to accompany you at night."

"I'm tired and want to go home and have a nap. Let's... not meet for the time being." An Ran sighed softly. Although the initial screening was negative, the window period had not passed. He was still worried that she would mind.

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Feng Jiajia shouted at her angrily, "If I have HIV, will you break up with me?"

Anran frowned.

"Pooh, pooh, pooh! I'm out of my mind." She rubbed her head. "Okay, I'm going home to take medicine and sleep. I have to go to work tomorrow."

"Have a good sleep, nothing will happen to you, don't think about anything else." Feng Jiajia said.

The next day, Monday.

As soon as An Ran went downstairs, she saw a red Porsche sports car parked at the door. The sports car was particularly conspicuous in the old neighborhood.

She smiled knowingly.

The car window is down.

"Beauty, let me take you to work!" Feng Jiajia stuck half of her head out, raised her eyebrows and said in a gangster-like tone.

An Ran sat in the passenger seat and said with a smile, "You actually got up at this time?"

"Yes, I'm here to take Princess Ranran to work." Feng Jiajia turned around, took a lunch box from the back seat and stuffed it into her hand, "Butler Ding made breakfast, eat it while it's hot."

"Didn't you scare Butler Ding by getting up so early in the morning?" An Ran smiled and opened the lunch box. It was still hot and contained her favorite hot pancakes, beef patties, scrambled eggs and a bottle of warm milk.

She knew that Feng Jiajia came to cheer her up, and they both understood each other tacitly.

"It's delicious." An Ran took a bite of the hot pancake and exclaimed.

"I'm telling you, how can you not eat breakfast every day? I'll bring you breakfast from now on." Feng Jiajia couldn't help yawning.

An Ran smiled and said, "Come on, asking you to get up early would be worse than asking you to die."

Feng Jiajia wiped away the tears that overflowed from her frequent yawning.

“No one knows me better than me.”

With Feng Jiajia's special car to pick her up, An Ran arrived at the company much earlier than usual.

"Ranran, why are you here so early today?" Sister Qian ran into Anran as she came out of the tea room and greeted her with a smile.

She returns to the company every morning after sending her children to school, arriving earlier than the company's front desk.

An Ran smiled and replied, "Yes."

"Have you had breakfast? I made some steamed buns, let's eat together?" Sister Qian said enthusiastically.

She joined the company in the year it was founded, and the branch was only established in the past two years. Her child went to school closer to here, so she applied for a transfer.

"Thank you, I've eaten." An Ran smiled and returned to her workstation, turned on her computer and started working.

As it was getting close to work time, colleagues started arriving one after another.

"An Ran, come to my office for a moment." Mr. Huang said as he passed by An Ran.

"Yes." An Ran picked up the notebook and followed Mr. Huang into the general manager's office.

Mr. Huang sat down in his seat and looked up to signal.

"sit."

Anran sat down, opened her notebook and picked up a pen to take notes.

Mr. Huang leaned back in his chair, his expression somewhat serious, and asked, "An Ran, how long have you been in the company?"

An Ran's heart suddenly tightened, and Mr. Huang's expression made her nervous.

She remained calm on the surface, smiled slightly and said, "One year and one month."

"More than a year?" Mr. Huang nodded.

Then he slowly said: "As my assistant, you have performed very well this year."

He raised his head and looked at An Ran, "There is an opportunity at headquarters. There is a vacancy in the president's office at headquarters and we need you to go there."

Mr. Huang received a call from Special Assistant Chen last night, who said that according to his understanding, the assistant to the general manager of the branch was quite capable and asked him to transfer her to the headquarters to serve as the president's personal secretary.

"Headquarters? Which position?"

An Ran was puzzled because the headquarters and the branch were in the same city, and the branch was responsible for sales channels, and there was no overlap in positions with the headquarters.

"The president's personal secretary." Mr. Huang spoke.

"President's personal secretary?"

An Ran frowned slightly.

As far as she knew, this position was newly created at the headquarters in the past three months and more than ten people have already replaced it.

How is this any different than firing her?

Mr. Huang continued, "The salary of the president's personal secretary is twice what you have now. After the probation period, the salary will increase. In addition, there will be monthly bonuses, quarterly bonuses, and year-end bonuses. The benefits are better than those of the branch office."

An Ran pursed her lips. Of course she knew that the salary at the headquarters was high, but she could only get it if she didn't get fired.

She frowned slightly and parted her red lips.

"Can I say no?"

Mr. Huang waved his hand and said, "I know what you are worried about. Don't worry, my assistant position is reserved for you. If you don't adapt, you can come back."

"I understand. Thank you, Mr. Huang." An Ran nodded.

"Go out and pack up. You can go off work today and report directly to the headquarters tomorrow." said Mr. Huang.

An Ran moved the chair and nodded, "Okay."

Returning to her workstation, she took a deep breath.

"What's wrong with you? You don't look right..." Sister Qian stopped when she passed by her.

"Sister Qian, do you know President Jiang?" An Ran raised her head and looked at Sister Qian with a confused look on her face.

She had been in the company for more than a year, and she only knew that the boss's name was Jiang Huaian, and she didn't even know whether he was square or round.

He did not show up on the company's official website or in interviews with financial magazines.

"Our big boss, Mr. Jiang?" Sister Qian had a wonderful expression on her face, with an irrepressible smile.

An Ran nodded.

Sister Qian pulled a chair and sat next to her, leaning close to her and asking, "Why are you suddenly asking about the big boss?"

An Ran said helplessly: "I was transferred to be his personal secretary."

"Really?"

Sister Qian opened her mouth wide, her face full of surprise.

She was so excited that she still remembered to lower her voice and said, "Let me tell you, Mr. Jiang is so handsome!"

"..."

An Ran smiled perfunctorily.

She doesn't care at all whether the boss is handsome or not.