The director is too flirtatious

The taxi driver asked me where I was going, so I reported the location of the company's house, then took out my mobile phone and sent a message to the director. 【Thank you Director for saving your life. 】

【Plan to make a promise with your body? 】

Pfft, seeing the director's reply, I spit out all of a sudden, and the driver gave me a strange look in the mirror.

Just when I didn't know how to reply to the message, the director sent a message again. [I am indeed working overtime today. 】

It turns out that the director is really in the company. Thinking of the generous call made by the director today, I was still a little moved, so I called her back, [Then I will go to the company to accompany you. 】

So I told the driver the address of the company. This long section of the road is smooth and there is no need to detour, so the driver didn't say anything.

Then I sat and sat, and I felt a little hungry.I just remembered that I didn't eat anything at noon today, and I don't know if the director has eaten?

【Director, have you eaten yet? 】

【not yet. 】

The canteen in the company building does not work on weekends, so if you work overtime on weekends, you usually order takeaway. Anyway, I also go to the company, so I sent her a message. [Then I'll bring you food, what do you want to eat? 】

[As long as it is what you bring. 】

This sentence made me dazed for a moment. I didn't know what the director meant by this sentence. According to my understanding, it was thanking me for bringing her a meal, so I didn't care what it was.

It's just that I can't help feeling a little flustered in my heart. This feeling of being teased makes me a little uncomfortable and a little scared.

I had no choice but to force myself to calm down, how could the director tease me?People in this world who want to tease her may not know how many streets have been lined up. Which green onion am I?Where can I catch her eye?

So I stopped guessing whether her words were intentional or unintentional, and my fingers typed quickly on the keyboard. [Then I will watch and pack it. 】

There is food near the downstairs of the company, so after I got off the taxi, I packed two meals at the place I usually eat, and then went to the company.

There is no one in the large office area, only the director's office is lit. Today, because I am wearing high heels, I walk with noises, walking towards the director's office, and there is a "tapping" sound all the way.

The door of the office was not closed, and when I was about to knock twice on the door, the director raised his head, and our eyes met.

Then I felt that the director seemed to be in a daze. It was really rare to see her look like this.But being looked at by her eyes, I was a little flustered. I quickly looked at myself and asked, "Director, what's the matter? Is there any problem?"

The director smiled, "You are really beautiful today."

I was actually praised for being beautiful by a goddess-level person. Although I knew that it was mostly because of being polite, I was still a little smug.I just thought that this was in front of the director, so I smiled very restrainedly, "Thank you."

"Come in, what are you doing standing at the door?"

I still had the rice in my hand, and said a little stupidly: "Don't you want to eat?"

"Just eat here." The director stood up from her seat, walked to me and grabbed my wrist, then pulled me into the office sofa to sit.

The wrist grasped by her seemed to be burning hot, so the heat burned all the way to my ears. I don't know if it was my illusion, but I always felt that the director today was very gentle, so I was also... special Fang.

Why is there such a species as a director in the world?Every time I get along with her, I feel that I am a low-level species, and then when I see a high-level creature, I can't help but panic.

Maybe this is the crushing of IQ?

After she pulled me to sit on the sofa, she took the takeaway in my hand and asked me while opening the package, "Do you have any plans for the afternoon?"

"No." I shook my head. Although I wanted to accompany the director at first, I realized what a stupid decision I had made when we met. I myself panicked when I saw the director. Why should I approach him?Isn't this deliberately looking for abuse?

"Let's stay in the afternoon. I think part of the project I'm catching up on today can be entrusted to you. Are you confident?" The director raised his head and looked at me with a very gentle smile.

When I saw her smile, my heart skipped a beat. This kind of bad feeling, this kind of gentle and terrifying smile made me want to run away.

"I, can I?" I asked back uncertainly. The project that the director took over must be a big project, and the requirements will naturally be higher. I really don't have the confidence to do it. If it fails, I It dragged down the director.

"How do you know if you don't try?" The director patted my shoulder, which happened to be on my bare/exposed right shoulder, and then the director seemed to find something interesting, rubbing his palm on my shoulder twice, lightly He smiled lightly and said, "The skin is really good."

The warm and delicate touch of her palm, with its own anesthetic effect, directly made half of my body numb.Then the blood in my body rushed upwards, and I could feel my cheeks getting hot.

The director withdrew his hand as if nothing had happened, and I was the only one who was still in a daze. The place on my shoulder where she touched was burning hot all the time, and my thoughts became more and more confused.

So am I being taken advantage of?Being taken advantage of by the director?Are you sure this isn't a joke?What can I have that can be taken advantage of by the director?

I feel like I need to be rescued.

I just watched the director pass the chopsticks to me obsessively, and subconsciously took the chopsticks, and then I heard the director say: "Let's eat."

So I had no choice but to pretend to be calm and start eating. After eating, my mood finally calmed down.The director had already returned to his desk, so I packed up the takeaway box and went out to throw it away.

When I left the director's office, I really wanted to leave the company like this.But in fact, when I told the director to let me try this project, I was still a little moved. The greater the difficulty, the greater the progress. This is an opportunity.

Although the director is scary, she won't eat me, will she?I swallowed, and walked slowly into the office.

"Come here." The director said when he saw me coming back.

When I walked up to her, she opened the corresponding folder and handed me the contract, "You only need to do this part, and you can do it boldly and with confidence, and don't worry about making mistakes."

Her words also had the effect of comforting me to some extent. I listened carefully to what she said to pay attention to, and then silently remembered it in my mind.

"That's all for the specifics, you go and try it first."

"Okay, then the director, I'll go out first."

I walked out of the office, turned on my computer, took out my draft book, and drew a relationship diagram on it. I didn't dare to be sloppy with the director's stuff, and I didn't dare to take it lightly.

I kept looking for cases on the Internet, and after nearly two hours, a thought gradually formed in my mind, and then I started working.

To be honest, I really like the feeling that there is no one else in the office, but only myself, but usually when there is only one person, I work overtime at night. However, I am afraid of the dark.

Every time I work overtime at night, I always find someone to accompany me.There was really no other way, so I just turned off the lights and left the building without looking sideways, almost holding my breath.So every time I walk out, I feel like I'm about to suffocate.

I put my heart and soul into it while doing it. I really like this feeling. Although it is really tiring to do design shoulders, every time I see something I made is recognized by customers, that kind of pride will be felt. Let yourself feel that your life has been sublimated.

So everyone who does design is probably greedy for the pride of the final result, right?

Time passed so quickly that I didn't realize what time it was.I didn't even feel the director standing behind me, I just felt that there seemed to be a trace of fragrance floating in the air.If there is nothing, it is very light, but it smells good and is a little familiar.

I was a little puzzled, so I couldn't help but stop writing.I frowned, then turned around subconsciously, and saw the director behind me, so scared that I let out an "ah" and dropped my pen.

"Are you okay?" Seeing that I was frightened, the supervisor asked a little funny.

I was so scared that I was speechless, and asked with a bitter face, "Director, why did you come out?"

"Let's see how you're doing." The director smiled with the corners of his mouth bent, "It looks pretty good."

Am I being praised by the director?I was a little excited in my heart, "No..."

The director was right behind me, and then she bent down suddenly, and my face was almost buried in her chest. I was so scared that I hurriedly reared my legs, and my back hit the table directly, causing me to wrinkle in pain face.

"Be careful, let me take a look at your design." The director's voice sounded beside my ears, as gentle as running water, gurgling and pleasant.

So am I being thumped by the director now?Bah, bah, bah, what kind of mess am I thinking about?

But the director is really close to me!She propped up the table with one hand and held the mouse in the other, while I was trapped in her arms, and my breath was full of the faint scent of her perfume, which made me dizzy.

The director looked at the screen very seriously, I had no choice but to suppress my flustered thoughts, and turned my head to look at the screen with her, but I was really dazzled by the aroma, and my whole back felt hot.

"The idea is very good, but there are some details that need more attention, such as this place..."

The director was about to operate, so the hand that was originally supporting the table became touching the keyboard, so we got closer.I could even feel her body rubbing against my back softly. At this moment, I just felt that if I came to my aunt, then my aunt would be all over my head.

I know that the director's explanation is very rare and very helpful to me, but at this moment, I really can't concentrate on what she has to say.I just felt like my scalp was going to explode, my body was so stiff that it was almost fossilized, and the ear near her was already scalded.

How could I still hear what she was talking about? !

So after the director finished speaking, I still didn't respond, so the director asked, "Did I make it clear?"

"???"

I had no choice but to show a puzzled smile.

Seeing this, the director chuckled and let go of me, "I'll do it again, remember to watch carefully."

If she is willing to let go of me, it is as if she has been pardoned, okay?I was so flexible that I couldn't believe it, and I ran away from my seat all at once, and the director didn't care, and sat down.

The way the director works seriously is really charming.I sneaked a glance at her from the corner of my eye, and almost turned into a little girl, but I still remembered the important point, so I watched her operation very seriously.

Although it was only for a while, I feel that I have learned a lot, and I know how big the gap is between me and her, and there is still a long way to go in the future.

"It turned out to be okay, thank you for the director's guidance." I thanked her sincerely.

The director stood up and casually half-sat on the table, but even so, he looked taller than me.She leaned on her slender legs, looking pleasing to the eye, "You're welcome, after all, this afternoon's work has nothing to do with you, so you've done me a favor."

I quickly waved my hands, "No, no, it should be, and I have learned a lot."

"In this case, then accompany me to have a meal, this time you have to take a walk."

The director still remembered what I said on Friday. I was a little flustered, but I didn't refuse, as it should be. "Well."

Looking at the time, I realized that it was past six o'clock, and the director returned to the office, "I'll clean it up, and you can send me what you made tomorrow."

"it is good."