Don't be a secretary to a genius

Ying Jian is like an elk that only senses the danger coming, staring at the wooden door ahead with all her attention.

She hid the videotape in her clothes.

Ying Jian instinctively swallowed her saliva, stabilized her trembling hands, restored the desk to its original state, and quickly thought about the reasons for her response.

The doorknob rang, but the door didn't open immediately.

Not long after, there was the sound of the door lock being picked.

Ying Jian frowned.

How could someone at home dare to pick the lock on the study door during the day?

A person who looked like a cleaning aunt flashed in quickly, with a vigor that was not expected of this age and body type.

After the study door was locked again, the woman had a smile on her face, turned around, and met Ying Jian's gaze.

The smile disappears.

"What do you want to do?" Ying Jian was very puzzled, the aunt in front of her seemed a little strange.

The cleaning aunt approached and said, "Mister asked me to fetch something for him."

"When Dad is not at home, I can't just enter the study. Are you lying to a ghost?" Ying Jian said.

The cleaning aunt caught a glimpse of the bulging shape in Ying Jian's arms, and she could vaguely recognize it as a long box. She raised her eyebrows slightly: "Miss is a fellow?"

"What strange words are you talking about?" Ying Jian threatened coldly, "Don't come here, I'm going to call someone!"

The cleaning aunt rushed over, grabbed Ying Jian, and tied her hands behind her back.

Before Ying Jian could scream in surprise, she was knocked unconscious.

The cleaning aunt took the video tape from Ying Jian's arms, showing an extremely unexpected and exaggerated expression.

It takes no effort at all, and it seems to lack a sense of accomplishment.

Cleaning aunt, no, it should be said to be a detective assistant.

She put Ying Jane on her shoulders and walked towards the door, her steps were very easy.

The woman opened the door and went out, relocked the door, and walked in the hallway with dignity.

She has already confirmed many times that no one will appear on the third floor at this time.

The woman put Ying Jane on the bed, and before she left, as if she suddenly remembered something, she took out a lipstick from her pocket, daubed it lightly on her mouth, took out a tissue, and printed a lip print on it , posted it on Ying Jian's face.

- A sign of victory.

The woman wiped her mouth clean with a tissue, smoothed out the wrinkles in her clothes, and left the room.

It was almost dusk when Ying Jian woke up, she raised her hand to rub the back of her neck, her memory was blurred for a moment.

Dad's videotape!

Ying Jian didn't know what was in the video tape, she just felt that she had gotten into trouble and let outsiders take something important from her father.

Ying Jian jumped off the bed and called the security guard at the door.

"Did you see any new aunts at home go out?" Ying Jian asked.

The security guard recalled for a moment and replied, "Is it Aunt Zhou? She went out to buy groceries."

Ying Jian's voice was urgent: "How long have you been out?"

Security: "About an hour."

Ying Jian frowned suddenly, that woman probably ran away!

"Miss..." The security guard hesitated to speak.

"What's the matter?" Ying Jian's face was very ugly.

"Your face..." The security guard sensed that the eldest lady was in a bad mood, so he didn't dare to continue.

"What's wrong with my face?" Ying Jian was very upset.

"You have a lipstick mark on your face that you didn't wipe off."

The security guard mustered up the courage to speak out.

Although saying this may make the eldest lady angry, if more people see it, it would be bad if the eldest lady blames him for not reminding him when she goes back and finds out.

"Lipstick marks?" Ying Jian walked quickly to the nearest bathroom to look in the mirror, and there was a conspicuous lipstick mark on her face.

"Damn it!" Ying Jian cursed at the mirror.

That person not only robbed things unscrupulously, but also dared to humiliate himself!

What kind of commercial espionage came to Ying Jian's mind immediately, and she felt guilty.

——If it is because of me that Dad loses important confidential documents and causes irreparable losses, I really want to hate myself to death!

Although Ying Yuantang did not make any concessions on the marriage contract, he was not considered a bad father in Ying Jian's heart since he was a child.On the contrary, sometimes he pampers her very much and tolerates her petty willfulness and pranks.

the same moment.

"Who does Dr. Lu say he loves to death?" Jiang Sheng said with a smile on his face, his eyes fixed on Lu Xian's hand on Jing You's shoulder.

No, it's claws.

Lu Xian looked at Jiang Shengyan, and replied sincerely: "I love Xiao Jingyou to death."

Jiang Shengyan's temples twitched lightly.

Jing You instinctively sensed the danger, and blurted out: "It's all the doctor's fault, it has nothing to do with me!"

Lu Xian turned her head: "I want to take back the words that you are my only friend."

Jingyou: "Since when are we friends? Don't talk nonsense."

Lu Xian: "..."

Jiang Shengyan walked over, with a very obvious smirk on his face: "Dr. Lu told me why he loved her so much? Why is it so attractive to you?"

After getting along for this period of time, Jiang Shengyan no longer feels too far away from Lu Xian, and his attitude is not as stiff as before.

"I was blind before." Lu Xian let go of Jing You's shoulders and took a step back, "Now I'm blind again."

Lu Xian made a "please" gesture and said, "The little lamb is for you."

"What?" Jiang Shengyan couldn't understand what Lu Xian said about the little lamb.

Lu Xian patted Jiang Shengyan on the shoulder: "Take care of yourself."

After finishing speaking, he gave Jiang Shengyan a sympathetic look and left the office.

Jiang Shengyan frowned slightly, and looked at Jingyou, "What do you usually talk about?" His face was blank, "Do you usually communicate like this?"

Jingyou: "We are not like this usually."

Subtext: I've never been this close to her.

When Jiang Shengyan heard this sentence, he thought that Jingyou meant that they usually did not communicate in such an incomprehensible language.

Jing You stood up from the chair, his eyes sparkling: "What do you want from me?"

Jiang Shengyan hugged Jing You's waist and tightened suddenly in his direction, his eyes were gloomy and possessive.

"Tell me, have you ever had any thoughts about Dr. Lu? You have been neighbors since childhood, have you fallen in love? Is Dr. Lu your goddess? Or is it your first love?"

Jiang Sheng still didn't forget the "Sister Fairy" statement, and she wanted to know more and more who this person was.

Jing You: "I was only 8 years old when the doctor moved away."

Jiang Shengyan waited for Jing You to continue talking.

Jing You: "Sister, what terrible things are you thinking in your head?"

"..."

Jiang Shengyan's cheeks were hot.

Jing You didn't notice the change in Jiang Shengyan's expression, and continued, "I'm not interested in Auntie."

Lu Xian was 20 years old at the time, and it wasn't too much for Jing You to call her "auntie".

Hearing the solid answer, Jiang Shengyan couldn't help jumping for joy, and a happy smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

But soon, I realized something was wrong.

"I'm not interested in Auntie..." Jiang Shengyan stepped forward, forcing Jing You to the desk.

"I'm much older than you, too."

Jingyou: "Not much bigger."

"Did you also take me as an aunt?"

Jiang Shengyan paused for a moment, and said in a firm tone, "You still used me as a nanny."

Jing You shook his head: "I haven't."

Jiang Shengyan leaned over, Jingyou was forced to lean back, half of his body was hanging on the desk.

"No?" Jiang Shengyan supported Jingyou's back with both palms, "My memory is not bad, you often say that I am as kind as a nanny."

Jing You suddenly raised his hand to hook Jiang Shengyan's neck, his brows and eyes were full of amorous peach blossoms.

"You are not a nanny, you are the moon in the sky."

The moon, the most holy and beautiful existence in Jingyou's heart when he was young.

Although you can't reach it with your hands, it will shine bright and white moonlight every night.

Just looking at it from a distance makes me happy.

There are also fairies living in the moon.

The first time Jing You saw Jiang Shengyan, he thought she should live in the moon.

"Where did you learn these words to make girls happy?" Jiang Shengyan's ears turned red.

"What I said is the truth." Jing You said with a serious face.

"I am the moon, so what are you? A little white rabbit living in Guanghan Palace?"

Jiang Shengyan put his hands together and pressed his forehead to Jingyou's.

There are many versions of folklore about the Guanghan Palace on the moon, one of which is that Chang'e took the elixir and ascended to immortality, and lived in the Guanghan Palace on the moon. , turned into a jade rabbit, and stayed with Chang'e for a long time in the Guanghan Palace.

If he is the moon, then Jingyou must be the little white rabbit living in his heart.

Jiang Shengyan bent his lips and smiled, waiting for Jing You to answer.

"Why should I be a rabbit?" Jing You wondered, "Isn't it good to be a human?"

Jiang Shengyan bit Jingyou's lips, and said angrily, "You are really good at spoiling the atmosphere."

It didn't take long for the two of them to communicate with each other, and Jing You didn't often see Jiang Shengyan like this, so he was fascinated for a while, and kissed Jiang Shengyan on the lips in a daze.

But just a little bit and backed away.

The expression in Jiang Shengyan's eyes changed slightly, he grabbed the back of Jing You's head, and kissed him again.

Jiang Shengyan leaned forward more and more, and Jing You half-lyed on the desk.

"Mr. Jing." Before Manager Zhen raised his hand to knock on the door frame, he saw the embarrassing scene inside. He was so frightened that he quickly withdrew his hand knocking on the door, wanting to leave the dog abuser without anyone noticing. on site.

It's broad daylight, why don't you pay attention to closing the door!

Manager Zhen sweated coldly on the back of his neck.

Before Manager Zhen had time to run away quietly, the eyes of the two people inside had already come over.

The "Mr. Jing" just now was too loud.

Manager Zhen quickly covered his eyes with both hands: "I didn't see anything! Go ahead!"

In the past, many secretaries in the secretary's office were fired for trying to seduce the president. The staff all thought that the president was a work machine without emotion.Unexpectedly, it turned out that it was secretly with Secretary Jiang.There is no sign of it at all.

I didn't expect the two to be so explosive when they were together!

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Manager Zhen really couldn't imagine how these two people could get engaged.

Moreover, Boss Jing usually looks like the king of hell, but he is actually the one who was suppressed!

Manager Zhen couldn't help but slap dog food on everyone's faces in the group in the secretary's office.

Jiang Shengyan straightened up, let go of Jingyou, and brushed the strands of hair that were scattered around her ears behind her ears.

"Manager Zhen, I happened to have something to ask you." Jiang Shengyan lifted his foot and walked out, "I have read the resumes you sent me yesterday, I can call Su Han for an interview first."

"Come on, I'll call Su Han when I get back." Manager Zhen didn't even dare to call Jing You to say hello, so he hurriedly walked beside Jiang Shengyan and disappeared from the president's sight.

He has completely forgotten why he came to the president.

Jing You stayed alone in the office with his lips slightly parted, and it took him a while to recover.

She caressed her heart, and the thing inside was beating so violently that her chest hurt a little.

The living room has a strong Chinese style.

On the mahogany sofa there is a cushion wrapped in golden silk cloth, on which there is a flying dragon made of silver silk, surrounded by auspicious clouds, which is lifelike.

It looks like something that was used in the palace in ancient times.

Ying Yuantang was sitting on the sofa, wearing gold-rimmed reading glasses that he would only wear at home.

He doesn't allow others to see any signs of aging in him.

Ying Jian leaned in front of her father and graciously squeezed his shoulders.

"Do you want to make any demands again?" Ying Yuantang raised his eyes and glanced at his daughter, "It is impossible to resign the marriage, you should give up on it."

Ying Jian said with a guilty conscience: "Father, where are you thinking? I see you are working so hard, so I will give you a caring little padded jacket."

"Don't I understand my daughter?" Ying Yuantang smiled helplessly, "Or did you get into trouble again?"

Ying Jian didn't know how to speak, so she asked tentatively, "Why is Dad's study always locked? Are you afraid that someone will steal your things?"

Ying Yuantang's eyes flickered, and he said with a smile: "The company has some business secrets that Dad is worried about keeping for others. The study room is the lifeblood of the company. Of course, it must be locked up. There are many servants in the house. It's not like you don't know about those secrets. A short-sighted scumbag can do something sneaky when it doesn't know."

Although Ying Jian couldn't agree with her father's idea, after all, she just made a mistake during the day, and she didn't refute her father's words, but obediently responded: "The company's secrets must be kept well."

After a while, Ying Jian asked again: "Since it's a secret, if it is lost, the consequences will be very serious."

"Of course." Ying Yuantang patted his daughter's hand, "When you get older, Dad will teach you how to run and control a company."

"Don't worry, anyway, you are still growing old and strong, I want to enjoy a few more years." Ying Jian said.

What Ying Jian said was her true thoughts, and Ying Yuantang was very happy that her daughter thought so.

He retreated to the second line, at least another 20 years.

Even if it is his own daughter, he will not be completely at ease.

Ying Jian absent-mindedly helped her father beat her shoulders a few times, bit her lips, and said hesitantly, "Dad, if I lose your important things, will you be very angry?"

"Lost my things?" Ying Yuantang was stunned for a moment, raised his head, and smiled kindly, "I just said why I was so obedient today, and I even tapped my father's shoulders and rubbed his back. I really did something bad."

Ying Jane lowered her head and had a good attitude.

Ying Yuantang said: "Dad's stuff will be yours from now on, don't be so afraid, Dad won't eat yours."

Ying Yuantang thought that her daughter took the family's antiques and went out to sell them off.

Ying Jian has done this kind of thing many times before, and every time she always has such a lovely and pitiful expression.

Although Ying Yuantang likes to display some antiques at home, they are just for pleasing to the eye.What money can buy doesn't really matter to him.

What he values ​​is far more difficult to obtain than money.

In his eyes, money alone is not popular.

Power and status are what fascinate him.

"What you say, you must keep your word!" Ying Jian stopped her movements.

Ying Yuantang: "Once the goal is achieved, don't you feel that Dad is working hard, and you don't want to pinch Dad's shoulders?"

Ying Jian: "Squeeze, pinch, I really want to pinch you because of your hard work."

It is impossible to take the initiative to admit mistakes, it depends on when Dad finds out.

Ying Yuantang smiled and shook his head.

As for my own daughter, I have nothing to do with her.