The cold-hearted president falls in love with the vengeful princess

Song Yuyan's nervous heart was about to jump out of her chest. Her watery eyes were dull and looked at the employees of Nan Group. The employees who stopped to look at the petite, sweet and lovely girl next to President Nan. What was the relationship between this girl and our president? How did she get into Nan Group...

Nan Zeyu glanced at the employees in the company hall with a stern look, and said in a cold voice: This Miss Song is my friend, she just came to work in the company today, I think anyone who doesn't welcome her is making things difficult for me, Nan Zeyu!

The man's voice was so cold that it made people shiver. The employees stood in a row facing President Nan and said timidly: We dare not, we dare not, President Nan! Then, the employees looked at Song Yuyan who was stunned and said in unison: Welcome Miss Song, you are new to Nan Group, welcome to your arrival!

The voice was very loud, echoing throughout the entire hall of the company. Song Yuyan was obviously frightened by this scene. She stepped back and walked quickly towards Nan Zeyu, looking at his deep eyes that were enough to confuse people. Nan Zeyu sneered lightly, looked at Song Yuyan and said: "How is it? My profession is very obedient to me, Xiaoyan, right?"

As soon as the word "Xiaoyan" came out, all the employees raised their eyes and looked at Song Yuyan fiercely. Song Yuyan's pupils dilated instantly and her eyes turned forward. The employees looked at her with confusion, puzzlement, suspicion, disbelief and disbelief. Oh my God, why did this domineering CEO call me so intimately in front of so many people?

At this moment, she really wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into and never come out. Song Yuyan looked at Nan Zeyu with an indifferent face and stammered: Um, Mr. Nan is good at disciplining me? I don't deserve it! Nan Zeyu's eyes turned cold, and then he returned to his cold and frightening face and said: Yihong, follow me, don't run around, understand?

Song Yuyan looked at Nan Zeyu with a sly look in her watery eyes and said, "I won't, Mr. Nan, since I'm here to work, I must be familiar with this company, right?" Nan Zeyu almost fainted after hearing this. This little girl, you don't listen to me, right? Very good

The man grabbed Song Yuyan's arm, his eyes were as sharp as ice, and he looked at Song Yuyan and whispered: Song Yuyan, come back to the villa and see how I deal with you. Nan Zeyu's bass was very attractive, but Song Yuyan felt that something bad was going to happen. She quickly looked at Nan Zeyu with a flattering face and said sweetly: I dare not, Xiaoyan, I dare not, I will listen to you, I will not run around.

Nan Zeyu looked at Song Yuyan's flattering smile before letting go of Song Yuyan's thin arm. Then, the man's big hand naturally held Song Yuyan's small hand and walked towards the company's elevator. Song Yuyan looked at the man's neat, handsome and thin profile with a blank face. Then, she turned her head and bowed several times to the stunned hall staff before quickly following the man's pace.

The man held Song Yuyan's hand very tightly, but not too tightly. His palm was wrapped around Song Yuyan's small, white and tender palm. Her cheeks turned slightly red. Nan Zeyu held Song Yuyan's hand and walked to the elevator. He quickly pressed the elevator button. Song Yuyan's heart was beating nervously. She really didn't dare to breathe when he held her hand just now...

The elevator door opened quickly, and Nan Zeyu held Song Yuyan's hand and walked into the elevator. When Song Yuyan saw the elevator door close, she looked at Nan Zeyu and said unhappily: "Can you let go of my hand now? You succeeded in making me the focus of your employees on the first day I entered your company, President Nan!"

Song Yuyan gritted her teeth when she said the last sentence, "Boss Nan". Nan Zeyu turned to look at Song Yuyan, whose mouth was twitching with anger. He let go of Song Yuyan's hand and said indifferently, "What? Are you still not satisfied?" Song Yuyan lowered her head in dismay.

The man looked at Song Yuyan who was lowering her head, and smiled evilly. "Oh, it's so easy for you to tame me, little girl." You know, Nan Zeyu has never held any woman's hand, and this little girl is still not satisfied. He frowned and looked unhappy. Soon, the elevator reached the 19th floor, and the man was the first to walk out of the elevator.

Song Yuyan heard the voice, raised her eyes, and ran out of the elevator. The man walked coldly towards the office corridor. The staff working in the office looked at the arrival of President Nan, stood up and said respectfully to Nan Zeyu: "Morning, President Nan!"

The man looked at the employees who were bowing with a cold face, and said in a cold voice: Today, a new employee came to the company, Song Yuyan, say hello to everyone! The man looked at Song Yuyan behind him, and Song Yuyan hurriedly stepped forward, clenched her hands at the hem of her skirt, looked at the employees nervously and said: Hello everyone, I am a new employee who joined Nan Group today, my name is Song Yuyan, please give me more advice!

After Song Yuyan finished speaking, she bowed 90 degrees to the staff. The staff looked at Song Yuyan. This girl was so sweet and lovely. Her eyes were so watery that they seemed to be able to speak. Her smile was also very sweet. The more they looked at her, the more they liked her. Song Yuyan smiled sweetly and accepted everyone's gazes.

The man looked at Song Yuyan's sweet face, and his cold eyes looked at a woman of medium height beside him and said coldly: Director Jin, you arrange the position of typist for Song Yuyan, got it? Director Jin looked at the handsome man with a gentle face and said: Okay, President Nan, I got it.

The man looked at Song Yuyan who was still bowing and had not stood up and said helplessly: "Okay, straighten your back, I'm going back to the office." Song Yuyan quickly straightened up and looked straight at Nan Zeyu's cold and handsome face. Why did his eyes turn cold again? However, this is his company, so of course he can do whatever he wants.

Song Yuyan looked at Nan Zeyu with a blank face and said: "Okay, President Nan, you go and get busy!" Nan Zeyu looked at Song Yuyan's sweet face dimly, then turned around and walked quickly towards the office. Song Yuyan looked at Nan Zeyu's tall, cold and fast back. This domineering president walked too fast, but his legs were really long!

Manager Jin looked at Song Yuyan and said calmly: You are the new employee, right? Song Yuyan. Song Yuyan heard someone calling her name, she turned to look at Manager Jin blankly, and said to her seriously: Yes, Manager Jin, I am Song Yuyan who was successfully employed yesterday and then went to the president's office for a second interview!

Director Jin frowned and looked at Song Yuyan. This girl looked confused. Could she really type? Song Yuyan looked at Director Jin's scrutinizing eyes and said to Director Jin: I can type, write, and copy. Although I am still a college student, my language skills are really great, Director Jin.

Song Yuyan's voice was sweet, and Director Jin's puzzled expression instantly seemed to be warmed. Director Jin exhaled, looked at Song Yuyan and said lightly: "Okay, then, come with me, Song Yuyan." Director Jin turned around and took Song Yuyan to another office.

Song Yuyan followed behind him, and when she saw the office desk, she was stunned. The computer was too big. There was a big computer on the desk, and some precious bouquets of flowers. Manager Jin looked straight at Song Yuyan and said: This is your office desk, you sit for a while, I'll get today's copy and type it for you.

Song Yuyan looked at Manager Jin and nodded, then put her bag on the table and sat on the chair. She looked around the corridor and then at the staircase at the back. That was Nan Zeyu's president's office. It was extremely large, and the staircase was designed with transparent glass and black gold, giving off a luxurious feel.

Song Yuyan sat in her office for a while. Manager Jin walked up to her with a pile of copybooks and put them on the table. Song Yuyan stood up and looked at Manager Jin. Manager Jin shook his sore fingers and said to Song Yuyan: This is the copy to be typed today. You must finish typing it and hand it to me before leaving get off work, before 7 o'clock. Do you understand?

Song Yuyan looked at the pile of copybooks on the table in disbelief. So many? Was she going to finish typing all the words in the copybooks before leaving get off work at 7 o'clock? Her eyes widened and she looked at Director Jin. Director Jin looked at Song Yuyan and said sternly: Otherwise, do you think it will be so easy for you to join Nan Group? Sister, come on, hurry up and type. I have to go get busy.

After Jin finished speaking, he left Song Yuyan, who was stunned, and turned to his office. She quickly looked at her watch. It was 10 o'clock, so she had to hurry. Song Yuyan rolled up her long hair, tied it into a bun, lowered her head, and opened each copybook.

She quickly turned on the computer, looked at the computer screen, opened the copybook, and typed quickly while looking at the copybook. Although she didn't have a big computer at home, she was the fastest typist in the class in the computer class at school. Even Teacher An praised her typing skills. Song Yuyan was typing very attentively. At the door of the office, a man looked at Song Yuyan in the office with a pair of deep and unfathomable eyes.

Song Yuyan was concentrating on looking at the computer screen. Nan Zeyu curled his lips slightly. The little girl was so cute when she was working seriously. He was in a good mood and looked at Song Yuyan in the office downstairs. Slowly, the little girl will rely on me, and then fall in love with me.

Thinking of this, Nan Zeyu's mouth couldn't help but rise wildly. It was possible that he had already developed feelings for her, but he didn't know how to express it. Therefore, he wanted her to stay by his side in this way so that he could see her every day.

All morning, Song Yuyan quickly typed the words in the copybook, one after another, until a gentle-looking woman in the next office walked up to Song Yuyan and said, "Hey, new here, Song Yuyan, right? Hello, my name is Nie Ranran, it's noon now, do you want to have lunch with me?"

Song Yuyan raised her eyes and looked at the girl with twin ponytails who appeared next to the computer. The girl had an innocent smile on her face, her eyes were neither big nor small, but they looked very gentle like water, her nose was small, her lips were slightly thick, and her skin was fair. Song Yuyan looked at Nie Ranran and said hurriedly: "Thank you, I won't eat anymore, I need to type, I still have five books, I need to speed up."

Nie Ranran looked at Song Yuyan with a confused look on her face and whispered: "Manager Jin is like that, don't bother with her, she just likes to make things difficult for newcomers. Then I'll go eat first, and then I'll bring back some food for you, Yanyan."

This call of "Yan Yan" made Song Yuyan's eyes warm. She looked at Nie Ranran and said sweetly: "Well, OK, Ranran, thank you for troubling me. I will eat any food. You can just beat me." Nie Ranran said nothing, walked in front of Song Yuyan, and put her cheek against her white and cold little face.

Song Yuyan smiled sweetly at Nie Ranran. Nie Ranran quickly stood up and turned to leave the office corridor. Song Yuyan looked towards the office. Everyone had gone to lunch and she was the only one left. She continued to focus on the computer screen, typing, but her fingers were actually a little numb.

But she couldn't say she was tired. Only those with high degrees, rich experience and knowledge, and proficient in various workplace languages ​​could enter the Nan Group. She was just an inconspicuous college student, and she was able to work in the Nan Group only because she had a close relationship with the president.

Nan Zeyu worked as if his life depended on it. It was already 12: noon, and he was still working hard in the office. On Song Yuyan's side, she finished typing one copybook and then started typing another, working tirelessly.

She didn't know how long she had been typing. She stopped typing when she felt her stomach growling. She straightened her neck and looked towards the CEO's office on the stairs. Did he go to lunch? She wanted to go and see, but she hadn't finished typing yet, so she thought, forget it.

After Nie Ranran had finished her meal, it was already 2 o'clock when she returned to her office. She walked quickly towards Song Yuyan with a small bag in her hand. Nie Ranran looked at Song Yuyan and said: I'm done eating, Yanyan, this is the meal for Nie, see if you like it or not.

Song Yuyan looked up at Nie Ranran, then her eyes looked at the small bag on the table. She was so hungry that she quickly opened the bag. There was a box in the bag. She opened the box and the smell of the food inside made her feel hungry.

Australian lobsters, with the lobster meat without shells, were placed full on the dish column, as well as stir-fried snail meat with broccoli, and finally salt-baked duck legs. The duck legs had plump and smooth meat, and the color was light, not thick, just like the color of being salt-baked.