Quick Wear: Why did the male protagonist fall in love with the vicious villain again?

As expected, Jiang Qinmu received the offer.

Secretary in the President's Office.

Jiang Qinmu was a little confused. This company seemed to be quite large. Was it so easy to get in?

During her interview, the interviewer didn't ask any questions. She just briefly introduced herself and was able to go back and wait for notification.

Jiang Qinmu began to doubt whether this was a company that violated the law.

But the system kept urging her to join the company, and the so-called destined person seemed to be an employee of this company.

She also wanted to investigate this future partner.

So Jiang Qinmu made an appointment with the HR department for starting work and arrived at the post the next afternoon.

After entering the company, she was taken to the 32nd floor.

The assistant named Fang glanced at her inexplicably and asked, "Jiang Qinmu, right?"

"Correct."

Assistant Fang flipped through the documents in his hand, comparing them back and forth, as if he was confirming something, and finally adjusted his glasses: "Okay, your work badge has been placed at your workstation. Your job is mainly to assist the president in daily meetings, documents, business and other related work."

"Your office is in the transparent suite next to the president's office. You can enter through the door next to it."

"Boss Yang is in the office right now. I'll take you to meet him. Boss Yang will be your direct supervisor from now on."

"By the way, let me tell you something in advance." Assistant Fang looked her over and said, "Boss Yang likes subordinates who focus on their work. Remember not to do anything other than work."

Jiang Qinmu frowned. What does that mean?

"Oh……"

Jiang Qinmu responded casually, always feeling that there was something behind the assistant's words.

When she and Assistant Fang entered the president's office, they widened their eyes in surprise: "Why is it you?!"

Assistant Fang's eyelids twitched: "..."

It's over. This secretary won't be here for long. He should look at other resumes...

Yang An raised his eyes indifferently and saw Jiang Qinmu, with no expression on his face.

Yang An glanced at Assistant Fang again.

Assistant Fang felt a chill on his back.

I understand. If you are not satisfied, you can hire someone new.

Jiang Qinmu felt a little happy.

It turns out that the destined person is not the employee, but the president. She thought the system was just promising her a lot.

Jiang Qinmu smiled sweetly and stretched out a hand: "Hello, Mr. Yang, I am your new secretary Jiang Qinmu, please give me your guidance in the future."

"..."

The air is stagnant.

Assistant Fang glanced at Mr. Yang's expression and sighed inwardly.

Just when he was about to break the silence and smooth things over, he suddenly saw Mr. Yang slowly stretch out his right hand and shake that hand.

When the two hands were clasped together, there seemed to be some kind of induction, and when the two looked at each other, it seemed as if sparks flew.

Assistant Fang:?

Is this still Mr. Yang who is not interested in beautiful women?

After holding hands for about two or three seconds, they both let go of each other's hands at the same time.

Jiang Qinmu's face was a little red, and he lowered his head: "Then I'll go to my workstation to clean up first, and you can tell me if you have anything."

When Assistant Fang saw the new secretary shyly running to the next suite, he turned around stiffly and saw President Yang with a face as dark as the bottom of a pot.

Assistant Fang came to his senses immediately. Yes, it was the familiar Mr. Yang.

Yang An frowned and glanced at his right hand in confusion.

What happened just now? He stretched out his hand as if he couldn't control himself, and he wanted to say no but it was as if he lost his voice.

Yang An directly took a tissue and wiped his hands vigorously, then looked up at Assistant Fang with a very cold gaze.

Assistant Fang: “…”

"Boss Yang, I will find a new candidate for you right away."

White House.

001 hurriedly revealed his true form.

The little cube circled back and forth in front of Bai Chao's eyes in distress.

"How come they met after not seeing each other for two days? What should I do? Could it be that they fell in love at first sight?"

Bai Chao, however, looked indifferent, supporting his chin with his hand as he looked at the fate lines of the hero and heroine in the task panel.

The two stars have obviously intertwined, and it can be seen that the will of the world is trying to correct the plot line and let the hero and heroine follow the plot.

Only the small world would be so stubborn, unable to grow and possess its own consciousness, repeatedly starting an infinite cycle at the end of the plot, giving the Dark Nightmare Worms an opportunity to take advantage and lead to destruction.

A small square appeared directly in front of Bai Chao, blocking the task panel.

"Host, please say something. Why don't you say anything? Don't you have any other solution?"

Bai Chao glanced at 001: "I have controlled them for four years, it's enough, I can't let them never see each other for the rest of their lives, right?"

Yang Chao's entry into the Holy Union is a plot point in the original novel. Although it is a plot that starts in advance, the world's will will not interfere.

When this plot point is completed, it will try every means to let its protagonist follow the main line of love.

The meeting of the male and female protagonists is an inevitable plot, and the Bai Dynasty cannot forcibly change it.

He can only change the time sequence of the plot points.

Although the small world is weak, within its territory, the Bai Dynasty cannot resist this mysterious fate.

Little Cube: "What should we do? Why do I feel like the protagonist... the hero is trapped in a virtual love and can't get out of it?"

Bai Chao was amused: "What kind of virtual love is this? The male lead is also a virtual character."

001:"……"

"Oh...but the mission..."

Bai Chao looked relaxed: "Don't worry, it's not a big problem."

Jiang Qinmu had been living a very comfortable life these past few days. Her work was very leisurely, just uploading some information and issuing some tasks. Yang An seldom looked for her for anything.

She has no problem watching dramas and listening to music in the president's office, and no one would say anything to her even if she was seen.

Jiang Qinmu even wanted to practice yoga in the office.

The Dark Nightmare Bug felt something was wrong: "Why don't you get in touch with Yang An more?"

Jiang Qinmu said: "He is busy and is almost never in the office. How can I contact him?"

The Nightmare said, "But why didn't he take you with him?"

Jiang Qinmu was a little speechless: "Can't he just be considerate of me because it's inconvenient for me to run around in high heels? As far as I know, this position is usually very busy, and he also helped me reduce the work pressure and made my work very easy."

Jiang Qinmu suddenly laughed: "Is this the preferential treatment for the future president's wife?"

Dark Nightmare: “…”

Although it always feels that the two of them have too little time to meet, the heroine seems to have developed a good impression of the hero.

Based on its understanding of the heroine, her rich experience in flirting with men should be able to get their relationship on the right track quickly.

It’s better not to intervene easily.

On Monday, shareholders meeting of Shenghe Group.

Yang An was in the office, closing his eyes and listening to Assistant Fang reporting the list of participants.

Then, another assistant pushed a wheelchair in: "Mr. Yang, the time is up."

Yang An waved his hand, refused the assistant's help, stood up and sat in the wheelchair.

Assistant Fang stepped forward and took the initiative to push the wheelchair. When they were about to leave, Assistant Fang glanced at the secretary's office next door and saw Jiang Qinmu concentrating on painting her nails.

Assistant Fang's eyelids twitched again: "..."

He couldn't help but say: "Mr. Yang, does Secretary Jiang need to go to the conference room together?"

Yang An paused, glanced at the person next to him, and said silently: "Call her and let her be responsible for recording the meeting content."

"Okay, Mr. Yang."

Assistant Fang winked at the assistant next to him: "Xiao Gao, go call Secretary Jiang and tell her to go to the conference room when she's ready."

Jiang Qinmu was still blowing her nails when she was suddenly told to go to the meeting. She was stunned: "Ready? Do I need to prepare anything?"

Assistant Gao said: "This is your job description. I don't know much about it. The shareholders' meeting will start in fifteen minutes. Please don't be late."

When Jiang Qinmu hurriedly grabbed a notebook and a pen and rushed into the conference room, the room was already full and there was no place for her at all.

She looked around and saw Yang An sitting at the front of the hall. She walked over and said, "Boss Yang, ask them to arrange a seat next to you. I have no place to sit~"

"..."

Jiang Qinmu did not lower her voice. Many people around heard her words and looked in Yang An's direction with different eyes.

Assistant Fang saw something was wrong and stepped forward quickly: "Secretary Jiang, there is a seat over here, follow me."

Jiang Qinmu was a little confused, and Assistant Fang forcibly pulled her to the corner at the side. There was a chair placed against the wall, and Assistant Fang pointed at it.

"Just sit here."

Jiang Qinmu frowned: "Why do you let me sit here?"

Assistant Fang: "...shareholders sitting in the front, the rest of you sitting in the back."

Jiang Qinmu snorted: "Am I someone else?"

Assistant Fang: “?”

What do you mean? Are you still a shareholder?

Assistant Fang glanced at his watch and didn't want to bother with Secretary Jiang anymore. When he was about to go back to his seat, someone suddenly grabbed the corner of his clothes again.

"You don't want to sit here?"

Assistant Fang smiled and pulled out the corner of his clothes: "I'll sit behind Mr. Yang."

"Why? Why can you sit in the front?" Jiang Qinmu felt a little uncomfortable.

"Sorry, duty lies."

Assistant Fang's pace quickened as he left.

Sitting back in the seat behind Yang An, Assistant Fang breathed a sigh of relief and picked up his phone to send a message.

I don’t know why, but after sending out the new job posting, I haven’t received any new resumes.

Because he couldn't receive any resumes, he decided to poach people from next door.

Jiang Qinmu glared at Yang An's seat with dissatisfaction. Asking her to come but not arranging a seat for her was too disrespectful.

She folded her arms and didn't really listen when the meeting started.

At first, several representatives came on stage to give speeches, and then she saw Yang An being pushed onto the stage by Assistant Fang.

"Ah?" Jiang Qinmu finally understood the role of Assistant Fang, but... "Doesn't he know how to walk?"

Someone nearby answered: "Boss Yang's legs can't stand for long. You are his secretary, don't you know that?"

"That's it..."

Jiang Qinmu turned his head and saw a man in formal attire sitting next to him. When he saw Jiang Qinmu's face, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"Hello, I'm Sun He, the director of the publicity department. Is there anyone here? Can I sit here?"

"Hello, no one is here, please sit down."

Sun He was quite handsome, so maybe she was willing to flirt with him before, but now...

Jiang Qinmu looked at Yang An on the stage. Although the man was sitting in a wheelchair, he had an aura that could not be ignored. His face was angular, his brows were stern, and his dark gray suit was straight with buttons buttoned to the top. He looked serious and steady, full of abstinence.

He was different from any other man she had ever met.

Jiang Qinmu's mood improved when she thought that this man would be fascinated by her. The corners of her mouth curled up and she smiled brightly.

Sun He seemed stunned and couldn't help swallowing: "Well, do you want to add WeChat? You can ask me any questions in the future."

Jiang Qinmu's eyebrows moved, and he glanced at Sun He, smiling: "Okay, I'll sweep you?"

"Ok!"