Mi Xia [Net King]

"...Boss, I received the plane from the German delegation at six o'clock this morning. Now Matsuda-kun and the delegation have stayed at the designated hotel. The relevant personnel have rushed to assist. So far, everything is good."

"Regarding the long-term data monitoring needed for the new product operation background, 'Guanghe' promised to sign a contract with us, and will start dispatching technical personnel next Monday. It is expected to follow up and assist until the end of this year. The detailed cooperation regulations have been negotiated by the lawyer team."

"The project that was put on hold last month because the supplier was not clear, has already been accepted by a company and agreed to deliver all the initiative, but there must be a clear sign of cooperation between the two parties. I have sent the relevant documents to your mailbox."

"The two works of art you bid on this Wednesday..."

The work assistant flipped through the agenda page by page, and quickly reported the latest affairs to the boss according to the importance.The pauses in the speech are not long, but enough to give people room to think.

Within the entire group, there is simply no job that can exercise her survivability better than being with the Boss. Inspired by the bloody lessons of countless predecessors, she has to be fully armed every morning from opening her eyes to closing her eyes to sleep at night. The miraculous ability to approve documents while being so busy with nosebleeds and injections. After finding out the boss’s preferences and characteristics in all aspects, the work became more and more comfortable. After more than half a year, he was able to appear in front of the boss alive and well, which made even the head of the personnel department amazed. exist.

She knew very well that if the Boss didn't speak, it was a tacit consent. Once he spoke, the workload would directly increase, wouldn't it be easy?

A group of people walked towards the elevator without stopping from the moment they entered the door. Seeing this group of people approaching from a distance, those who were talking or walking hurriedly avoided to the left and right, bowing silently.The assistant took a deep breath, put his head up and chest up, suddenly felt that he was so radiant and handsome that he had no friends.

The elevator door was transparent, and when the pedestrian appeared in the field of vision, the semi-frosted tempered glass door was about to close.Before the people in the elevator were beating faster, the hostess had already quickly pressed the stop button and the door open button. The people around were relieved and rushed out to the two sides. In the blink of an eye, there was only one person who bowed at ninety degrees in the elevator. Miss Manners.

"Good morning Boss, I wish you a smooth work and a happy mood." The hostess smiled and said the same words every day, and then waited for a while.By the elevator, a few people holding briefcases and rushing to clock in at work walked into the empty space in the elevator. The space was too narrow to bow, so they nodded and called Boss respectfully.

This big man's daily expression is a bit cold and quiet, but sometimes he is really approachable - if you are willing to take the elevator with the employees or often eat in the staff cafeteria, it's nothing - of course it is really necessary to take the elevator with the Boss Courage, standing like a wooden stake, not even daring to breathe hard.

The elevator stopped several times below the fifteenth floor.The last office worker bowed and hurried out. After the hostess swiped the card, she directly pressed the highest button.This elevator only goes to the fifth floor of No.20, and you need to transfer to the elevator for the upper floors.

The assistant has not stopped working in the elevator, and has not stopped reporting the detailed process of Wednesday's bidding.

In the elevator, the people from the secretariat were taking notes quickly with notebooks and pens in their hands, while the bodyguard stood against the wall expressionlessly to weaken his sense of existence.

"By the way, Boss, Mr. William's invitation letter has been sent, do you need to..."

The voice came to an abrupt end, and the assistant suddenly opened her eyes wide—she actually saw a sculpture-like figure in front of her who had been motionless as a mountain and listened to the report, suddenly striding forward, her slender fingers hitting the elevator as hard as it was smashed. on the stop key.

Miss Manners was taken aback, she instinctively shrank back, and was stunned when she saw who the figure was.

"Boss?"

The speed of the elevator was very fast, even though it reacted quite sensitively, it still went up another floor before stopping.So that finger pressed a button down, and the elevator slid down one floor, and he punched hard on the door opening button with one hand.

Atobe Keigo's face was a little pale, and before the elevator door was fully opened, he had already strode out.

Outside the elevator hall, even in the daytime, the lights in the corridor are still very bright.

At the corner stood a tall and verdant Sunflower, where the leaves were open, surrounded by several people.The anxious girl on the verge of tears is Ms. Nakazawa from the Outreach Department. That standard apple face is very famous on the upper floors of this building.The people around were wearing uniforms, so they should be her colleagues.

Facing the elevator hall from the side, there was a figure surrounded by anxious people.The lady was bent over, and the skirt of the ink-colored chiffon dress was lifted tightly by one hand, revealing her knees pierced by glass shards on the ground, her skin was so pale that blood flowed along the arc of her calf When it fell down, there was a thrilling beauty. She frowned, her head was slightly lowered, and her fluffy and delicate black hair was tucked to one side, falling down her cheeks, but it couldn't hide her extraordinarily beautiful face.

She was a... very gentle and charming lady.Just one glance can make people have such a sense.

Atobe Keigo walked forward step by step, as if his body had turned into a mountain with difficulty, and he had to use a lot of strength to barely move his steps.

His vision was dizzy, his temples were bulging and painful, and for a long time, the roar of his whole brain refused to stop.

The painful pain, the pictures that tore his nerves almost wanted to destroy his will.

Am I missing something?

Over the years, he has been thinking hard about this question.Did you really forget something?

He lives very hard and works very hard, but he seems to have lost the ability to be passionate about anything, as if all the emotions he can have have been stripped from him.

I always feel that there is something empty somewhere, and even if I sleep well late at night, I will wake up inexplicably. The chest part seems to become a huge black hole, and the things that should be beating in it have disappeared.

He didn't know what it was that he was missing.

Then finally when I met someone, those things that he had forgotten were overwhelmed and reappeared again.

Yes.once again.

So painful, so real.

Footsteps stopped beside him.Before everyone could get out of the nervousness and worry, their nerves tensed up again, and they quickly stood up straight, bowed respectfully and shouted: "Boss!"

The person Keigo Atobe was watching slowly raised his head, and was startled when he saw him, his warm amber pupils were still as clear as before, so clear that no emotion could be seen.

She wanted to straighten her waist, but it was really painful, and her brows were so wrinkled that she couldn't let go, so she could only bend over.

After a long silence, probably feeling that everyone was looking at him in silence, a little embarrassed, thought for a while, and opened his mouth.

"Atobe-kun," she said.

Atobe Keigo stood there with a stiff face, couldn't help but wanted to laugh, and couldn't help but want to cry, not knowing what kind of emotion was filling his chest at this moment.Her head was so painful that it was about to explode, and even Yingying Mimi had hallucinations.

His lips trembled slightly, but he still made an arc with difficulty. He smiled, but the smile was very ugly, and finally he had no choice but to put it away, and said slowly, lowly, and almost with all his strength: "So, now it is... Mr. Ajibe?"

Hirano Bixiang's hands supporting her legs trembled, she took a deep breath, and at that moment she looked as if she was about to lose her strength and fall down.He didn't dare to raise his head, but after a long silence, he was able to smile so gently.

"Sweet." He gently spit out the name that has been repeated in his heart but he can't remember it.

Then those turbulent and painful and desperate past finally settled down at this moment.

Hirano Bixiang.Your name is Bixiang Hirano.

I met you once.During that time that almost stood still for me.

When I was 7 years old, I met you. When you stood there smiling at me, I really thought it was a smile from a god. It was so beautiful. You took me home, and I found my lost love. .

When I met you at the age of 16, you were still the same as before, even the clean and gentle expression when looking at others did not change, and then I understood how precious those friendships that I had thought of letting go were.

I met you when I was 23 years old, and you still stayed in that summer. I suspect that this is a joke made by fate, because I fell in love with you so much that my heart was swallowed by despair, and I couldn’t pretend to be anything but you. thing.

I am in love with you.You were so deep in my chest.

This trace is still reserved for you, dripping with blood, and it returned to such a fresh appearance the moment I saw you.

I remember following you when I was young and seeing those flowers blooming in the most beautiful light in your palm.

I remember when I was a teenager, I held your hand and walked through the street full of roses in the middle of the night.

I remember when I was young, I held you and looked up at the most beautiful fireworks at the summer festival.

Fate has saved me three times, and you are the greatest gift that fate has given me... I just don't remember you.

I just don't remember.

Hirano Bixiang finally couldn't stand still, her knees were so painful that she couldn't support her body, she squatted down, then was tightly embraced by a pair of powerful arms, and she rose into the air.

For a moment, she almost thought that he was going to crush her whole body and embed her into his body.

"Call Dr. Quan." The low tone was tense.

Has been independently reducing the sense of presence as a sideline life assistant almost jumped up, and immediately bowed: "Okay Boss!"

He took out his cell phone and started calling.

Keigo Atobe ran to the elevator with the person in his arms.No one heard her low, barely audible voice when she leaned on his shoulder: "Jing Wu."

When he was about to step into the elevator, those stupid people behind quickly followed him.

It turned out——he could also show such an expression.

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5.9

The true, trace department, domineering president, Jing Wu that Ni Meng wants to see!

In the next chapter, the president's children's shoes will be settled after autumn. Damn, I can think of it when I see Ni Wo, why didn't Ni come to find Wo! !

PS: Hey, let’s thank you silently~ Thank you Mo Yanqin for the three mines~ Thank you Tsing Yi teenager~ Scorpio~ Shidanna~ Nangong~ Lin Bu~ Qingzheng~ Shuzi~ Yaoxian~ lost mine~

#818Who is the hot little goblin who was hugged by the president and flaunted half a building*

Miss Hirano on the first floor

On the [-]th floor of the second floor, the simultaneous interpreter was invited by Minister Zi.

The third floor is proficient in English, French, German, Japanese, Chinese and Spanish

The president on the fourth floor took him home directly

sixth floor...

Seventh Floor [Manual Goodbye]

Eighth Floor [Manual Goodbye]

Ninth Floor [Manual Goodbye]

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The 51st floor must be true love

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#818 The hot one next door heard that he was promoted and raised to the pinnacle of his life. Damn, he even got mixed up with the president on the 51st floor#

The first floor and the first floor are dedicated to Mrs. !

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