The director is too flirtatious

Soon it was Friday. Although it was the quarterly meeting at night, there was no difference when I went to work. I was still doing my own thing until the director called me in.

After the hug in the office that day, I had a natural fear of her office, but fortunately, under normal circumstances, there was no need to close the door, which meant that it was just a business, so it gave me some psychological comfort.

When I entered her office, I already had a feeling of familiarity. When the director saw me coming in, he handed me a form.

I took the watch and looked at it, only to find out that it was the process of hosting tonight. I took a few glances and found that something was wrong. It seemed to be the script of the host, so I suddenly had a bad feeling in my heart.

"The originally scheduled host ate something bad last night, and asked for leave today, so there is still a shortage of a female host." The director looked at me with an elegant smile, and I panicked again.

"So what the director means is to let me stand on top?" There was some disbelief on my face, "Can I refuse?"

"What do you think?" the director asked back.

"Gulu" I swallowed, "Why me?"

"As you know in the company, the hosts of each quarterly meeting will be drawn from various departments. This time, the departments are the customer department [-] and the planning department. This female host is from the customer department [-], but this happened. In addition, it's our department's turn to recruit people." The director's ten green fingers intersected, forming a gesture of interlocking fingers and resting on the table, "So I elected you."

"There are so many girls in the department, why did you choose me?" To be honest, I can't avoid this kind of thing. Jump straight into my arms.

Speaking of this, the director chuckled, and gave me a deep look in his beautiful eyes, "The male host selected by the planning department this time is Zhu Chun."

I...I think I need to beat Zhu Chun to death.

But I still haven't given up struggling, "Look, Director, I'm not wearing a skirt or makeup today, so I can't just go on stage with such an image, can I?"

"Well, that's a problem. You are allowed to leave work two hours early today." The supervisor looked at me with a half-smile, "Two hours should be fine, right?"

What else can I say?

So I showed a puzzled smile and nodded slightly, "Okay, director, I'll go out first."

The director saw my reluctance, and said with a smile, "Don't think I don't know, you have never been a host in the past three years, and you have escaped every time."

I was so scared that I almost asked her directly how she knew. The director is too scary. Now that I have recorded all these trivial matters, as the protagonist of these trivial matters, I am really, not happy at all.

The host doesn't ask for the manuscript to be released, but only needs to be a little more proficient, and don't talk to the manuscript completely, so I read it two or three times, and then put it aside.

When I got off work at noon, Zhu Chun ran to me again with a mean smile, winked at me, and didn't say a word.

I looked at him with a smile, and said poetically: "There is a man named Zhu Chunxi, who is so perverted that he is invincible."

Xiao Xiao, who had just approached here, burst out laughing when he heard this.

Zhu Chun's expression changed, and he picked up the contract on the table and was about to throw it at me. I quickly picked up the notebook to block it, "Zhu Chun, you hit me, are you justified?"

"Why didn't I respond? I'm helping you reach the pinnacle of your life. Soon you will be the CEO and marry Gao Fushuai. Such a good opportunity, how can I forget you!"

"I'm still married to Gao Fushuai. I would be happy if you would introduce me to someone seriously, but in the end you pushed me out to be the host. I have worked so hard to hide for three years, and now I have failed. I really want to kill you, you bastard." , and, tell me quickly how the director knew that I had escaped for three years? If you don’t give me a satisfactory explanation today, I’ll show you why Hua’er is so popular.”

"Hahahahaha, the director actually knew that you had escaped for three years? How can you not get your shoes wet when you often walk by the river? Did they fall into the hands of the director?" Zhu Chun laughed loudly.

Xiao Xiao couldn't stop laughing while watching, and then asked me, "What host? Is it the quarterly meeting tonight?"

Zhu Chun nodded, "Isn't that what it is? Tonight I am the male host and she is the female host. As good brothers, we should share blessings and difficulties together."

"Who is your brother?" I rolled his eyes at him, "Hurry up and go to Thailand, we are still good sisters."

"That can't be done, I have to marry a wife." Zhu Chun said with a smile.

The three of us went to eat together, Xiaoxiao followed me, looking at me expectantly, "Sister Nian, do you have to wear a dress to be a host?"

I couldn't help but smile, "Xiao Xiao, you may not know that this is your first time participating. The quarterly meeting is not so demanding. Just dress up a little. Only the host of the year-end meeting needs to be more formal."

"Although it will be more casual compared to the end of the year, you don't plan to go on stage like this today, do you?" Zhu Chun looked at my naked face and asked in disbelief.

"How did I know that I would suddenly be hosting today? It's just that when I go to work, I'm dressed up in fancy clothes and no one is watching. Is it possible that I still want to look at the computer alone?" I squinted at Zhu Chun, "You didn't do this ghost?"

Zhu Chun was just laughing, "I'm here to create a blockbuster opportunity for you, besides, you can't say that, you didn't see your director? How beautiful, if I were a customer, I could give the order to you just by looking at her." Signed."

"Bah! Pervert!" I spat at him fiercely, "She's the director, and I'm just a small employee."

"Sister Nian is also very beautiful." Xiao Xiao protested softly from the side.

"Oh, okay, okay, I know you are her little fan girl." Zhu Chun said with a smile, which made me really want to strangle him to death.

At 4 o'clock in the afternoon, I packed up my things, turned off the computer, and walked to the director's office, "Then director, I'll go back first."

"Wait, I'll go back with you." The director also turned off the computer, seeing that I was a little silly, he smiled and asked me: "What's wrong?"

"No." I was just curious why the director decided to go back?

I walked out of the company with her. When I passed the planning department, I saw Zhu Chun winking at me from the corner of my eye. I didn't know what the gossip king would think of.

The director drove the car to the gate of my community, and instead of stopping, he drove towards the community. I was a little dazed, "Director, aren't you going home?"

"Who said I'm home? I'm just your exclusive driver today." The director glanced at me.

I... I actually asked the director to be my exclusive driver, will my life be shortened?

Last time at my house, the director kissed me, although it has been a long time, but when she stepped into my house again, that incident automatically appeared in my mind, and I couldn't help being very dissatisfied comfortable.

The director seems to have gotten used to it, and put on the slippers automatically and consciously. I quickly poured her a glass of water, and said a little uncomfortable: "That... Director, I..."

The director was smiling while holding a water glass, "You don't have to do this, go ahead."

I breathed a sigh of relief and went into the room to look for clothes. Although I said it didn't need to be very formal, I couldn't be too casual. Since I agreed to this matter, I couldn't hold the mentality of running away when I could. Besides, Zhu Chun In a suit, I was too outrageous to be laughed to death by him.

I turned all my skirts inside out. Before I could decide which one to wear, the director walked in. She was walking silently in her slippers, and I didn't feel anyone behind me at all.

It wasn't until the director got close to my body and passed his hand through my waist that I realized that there was someone behind me, and I immediately straightened up in fright. Unexpectedly, I straightened up and touched the director directly. Only then did I know that she was with me. The distance is so close, so I successfully turned into wood again.

The director's voice sounded in my ears, "This one looks good."

The breath she exhaled seemed to pass through my hair and sprinkle directly on my ears, like a feather gently poking at the nerves in my ears, causing a shudder.

My body was stiff, and I subconsciously followed the direction of her finger. It was a white tight skirt with bare shoulders. I usually wear it less and never wear it to the company. After all, I am a person who works with computers.

"Just this one." The director's voice sounded again, soft, charming, and irresistible in my heart.And the smell on her body turned into a dexterous vine in the air like this, it got into my nose at once, and then faded away, and fainted into a drug.

I think I'm going crazy.

I rolled my throat with difficulty, responded, and bent forward to pick up the skirt. Then I suddenly realized that the director didn't circle me just now, and I could escape just by taking a step forward.

But I forgot, completely forgot.

Seeing that I chose this skirt, the director curled her lips and smiled. She took a step back, and I was completely liberated, and quickly ran into the bathroom with the skirt in my arms.

Fleeing into the bathroom in a hurry, I was relieved to face the small space with no one there. I looked at myself in the mirror, my cheeks were bright red, and I looked shy.I couldn't help crying in my heart, why is the director always so scary?I feel like I'm going to be scared and have a heart attack one day.

Although I was nervous, I still had to put on the clothes I wanted to change. Fortunately, I didn’t gain weight recently, otherwise I would be embarrassed if I couldn’t wear this skirt. After changing clothes, I sat down on the dressing table directly, the director Came from the living room and stood behind me.

I looked at her in the mirror, and my heart trembled. Those who want to draw eyebrows dare not pick up the eyebrow pencil. If she keeps looking at her like this, I don't think I need to do anything.

"You do your own thing, don't worry about me." The director chuckled.

The point is that I can't ignore you!How could I not notice you are there?This is simply an impossible thing, okay?But the director obviously didn't intend to leave, so I had no choice but to hold back my unnaturalness.

It's okay to apply foundation, but when I got more and more detailed, when I saw the director from the corner of my eye, I just shook and my eyeliner was crooked.

This was unbearable, so I had no choice but to put everything down, and looked at the director resentfully, "I think you may need to avoid it."

The director smiled and asked me, "Why?"

Why else?I don't believe that the director doesn't know, but if she wants to pretend to be stupid, I can't help it, and I have nothing to do with her for a while.

Seeing my expression, the director laughed again, she came over suddenly, picked up my eyebrow pencil, "Let me help you."

My eyes widened, but she had already cupped my face in her hands, turned me towards her, and saw her leaning over.

My body froze almost subconsciously, and I wanted to push her away, but her attitude was very firm, "Don't move, you will draw crookedly."

Her expression was very serious, so serious that it extinguished my dying heart, so I sat there stiffly, looking at her at such a close distance, at her slightly trembling eyelashes, her beautiful and confident eyes, and her eyes. Red lips with a slight smile.

"Your eyelashes are really long." The director suddenly said, Thrush's hand stopped for a moment, and then gently scraped down, she touched my eyelashes with her thumb.

I trembled, and hurriedly backed away a little, feeling my cheeks were burning hot, I lowered my eyes and dared not look at her, my eyelashes seemed to be still being flicked, it was unbearably crispy/itchy.

I barely suppressed my restless heartbeat, and responded in a low voice, "Well, I only have longer eyelashes."

My eyelashes are very long and dense, and have a natural upward curve, so things like false eyelashes will not appear on me, and I am very satisfied with this.

"Well, I like it very much." The director said these words suddenly, these words seemed to turn into vines and directly trapped my heart, and then tightened tightly, making me hold my breath involuntarily, stupidly looking at her.

She didn't seem to notice my abnormality, changed the eyebrow pencil to eyeliner, and drew on my face again.

The vines in my heart seemed to be loosening gradually, without the feeling of suffocation just now, my breathing slowly slowed down, but sitting like this still felt unnatural, so I wanted to find a topic, "Director, do you... like my eyelashes? "

But as soon as the words came out of my mouth, I wanted to slap myself. What was it that I asked?So what if I like my eyelashes?Can I still cut it out and give it to her?Will I still chat?

An annoyed look appeared on my face, and the director bent his mouth when he saw it, "Well, I like it, and I like other things too."

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