The boss is an old aunt

If you look up at the starry sky at night, you will find that the night is not so dark, it is not completely black, most of the time, the sky is purple, it is blue, with white in it, layer by layer superimposed gradient, close to the dreamy color .

On a night without fog, the bright crescent moon hangs in the night sky, and there are still stars shining brightly in the sky, and the endless depths of the sky are glowing brightly.

It seems to be ready for dawn at any time.

Brother Fu and Xingxing have already slept in the guest room, the noisy room became quiet, the floor that Brother Fu dragged was unbelievably clean, under the warm yellow light, a pair of white and tender feet came out reflecting on the ground.

Click, the balcony glass security door was opened.

On the quiet floor, the lights of Wanjia were turned off, and a few lights were turned on sporadically. Wu Zi leaned on the railing and looked down. She had a Coke in her hand and took a sip from time to time.

Wu Zi looked up at the starry sky and looked around, but when he looked at the opposite side, he stopped his lingering eyes.

The lights on the opposite side were not turned on, and there seemed to be a woman standing there in the darkness, who could be vaguely seen by the moonlight, as if she was looking in Wu Zi's direction.

The white gauze on the window was floating, she was tall and thin, with a sweater blouse draped over her shoulders, her body was looming.

The moment Wu Zi looked at her intently, the white veil was blown up by the wind, and there was no one in that position, only the reflective glass window remained, as if the person had never appeared there, disappeared without a trace.

"A hallucination?" She muttered to herself, turned around, and under Doraemon's pajamas, her white legs stepped on the black diamond-shaped square bricks and left the balcony.

The night was very long, and the woman opposite was standing by the window on the left. Xiang Xia looked up at Wu Zi's house. After a while, the light in the window of the master bedroom was turned on.

Guess whether Wu Zi can't fall asleep.

What is she thinking?

Is it the same as what she said, if you say let go, you can let go.

Gradually the sky turned white, and the sound of broken sanitation workers pulling buckets to shuttle downstairs sounded, and the clock on the wall was ticking towards 4 o'clock.

The light on the opposite side went out, and the window lights dimmed. Xiang Xia stood where she was. She lowered her eyebrows and pulled the shawl, and slowly closed the curtains. The room returned to darkness again.

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"Mr. Xiang" Linda stood outside the door, tapping on the mahogany. She was holding a document in her hand. She wore loose wide-leg pants and a black woven top. She was older than Xiang Xia, but her appearance was more than a few years older. .

Linda didn't know what Mr. Xiang was looking for her. When the secretary called her, she didn't explain.

Standing by the window, Xiang Xia gently pushed aside the pleated curtains, and the thin watch on her wrist slid down her fair skin and got stuck in the ring.

She seemed to be looking at someone through the curtains, with an incomprehensible look on her face, both annoyed and contradictory. When a beautiful person frowns slightly, outsiders always have the desire to stroke her brows for her.

It's just that she is Xiang Xia, strong and resolute, so how can she need other people's comfort.

So Linda didn't dare and wouldn't, she just lowered her head, quietly waiting for the boss to speak.

The sun is shining today, and following the direction of her gaze, she can see the position of Wu Zi downstairs. She is bending down to take out a leather file belt from the frame. Start writing and write words on the cover.

Wu Zi looked up at the computer screen from time to time, as if he was checking the data. His long black hair was casually tied behind his head, and he wore black glasses frames on his face without makeup. Sometimes he frowned, sometimes smiled, and sometimes bit his teeth. The pen is distressed.

When someone calls her, she will show a bright smile, talk to others in a low voice, with a serious and lovely expression.

At the entrance of the operating department, the secretary and the front desk walked in with a small dining cart, with bento boxes stacked one after another. The white small dining cart had big longo written on it, and it came from the Cantonese restaurant downstairs. It could be seen that the cart belonged to the restaurant.

This restaurant is one of the better-tasting and hygienic ones nearby. At least it doesn’t have the greasy and astringent taste of gutter oil. It attracts the white-collar workers in the nearby office buildings. People in the company often have to queue at 12 o’clock at noon. team.

It was almost noon when it was time to eat. The secretary seemed to be saying something, but the upstairs couldn't hear her, but after she finished speaking, there was a burst of cheers in the office, and they gathered around the dining car to choose.

The secretary walked up to Wu Zi with a bento.

The child was working with his head down. When he looked up and saw the secretary, his watery eyes were full of confusion.

With a smile on his face, the secretary stood a short distance away, muttering something in a low voice, and pointed at the people who were choosing meals.

It seems to be persuading her to have lunch first.

Wu Ziben shook her head, but when the secretary approached and said something, she smiled into crescent moons, took the meal, and thanked the secretary sweetly.

The others also got their lunch boxes and began to eat.

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Xiang Xia watched silently until she saw Wu Zi started to eat, then she let out a soft sigh and looked up at Linda.

During this process, Linda didn't make a sound, she never guessed what the boss thought, she was the best obedient.

"Sit down." Xiang Xia sat down and pointed to the swivel chair in front of Linda. She tapped the table with her fingers, with a friendly smile on her face: "Is the project going well recently?"

Official and bland, with no apparent intention.

Linda didn't think there was anything wrong. Her relationship with the boss was not like that of Chen Qi. She knew her position best in her heart, so she nodded cautiously and reported on the key projects she was working on.

Hongrun raised her mouth lightly, but did not go into details, but just showed the progress of the assistant and Wu Zi.

The laptop screen on the table lit up, and Dr. He and Xiang Xia checked the time.

She replied with her hand, as if asking casually: "Did Wu Zi say anything to you?"

"What are you talking about?" Linda didn't understand. Her tone was a little doubtful, and she said directly: "She has been busy delivering rosy visas for the past few days, so she didn't say anything to me."

Yes, although Linda doesn't care about anything, she knows exactly what her subordinates are doing.

"It's fine if you don't have one." Xiang Xia stopped typing on the keyboard, and she whispered, "She's still in a stable mood."

It's a bit strange to ask this question. When did the boss even care about the emotions of a newcomer?

But Linda is not Chen Qi after all, she doesn't have so many questions, since the boss asked me, she answered honestly: "I'm pretty good at work, I don't know about the others, I seem to be more serious than before recently, it's a good thing"

Xiang Xia nodded. In fact, she wanted to know more about whether Wu Zi would resign.

But can she ask Wu Zi directly?cannot.

That's why she can only make insinuations, a little talk won't make her feel much better, it's better than nothing.

Xiang Xia: "If possible, you can help her look at Hongrun's project, after all, she is still a newcomer"

It's the first time that I have asked the boss to show extra concern for the employees, and it can be seen that he attaches great importance to it.

Linda has her own little calculations in her heart, she is not stupid, of course, she can see that the boss pays special attention to Wu Zi, could it be that Wu Zi has any unique potential that the boss has discovered?

This is of course a joke, Linda just thought about it in her heart, but on the surface she agreed to the boss seriously.

"I understand, but Wu Zi has a good mentality and learning ability. Compared with the young people who are also newcomers, she is quick to learn and has a good attitude. I will pay more attention to her."

Linda had a smile on her face, a silkworm protruding like a caterpillar, and the wrinkles around her eyes were particularly obvious because of her smile.

The years didn't seem to be very gentle to her, the annual rings left many marks on her face, the dry air made her skin wrinkled like bark, and the hand on the back of the chair was thin and black.

Linda's salary is not low, and she has a good material foundation in this first-tier big city. She has a house, a car, and a stable job. In the past few years, she didn't see much, but she has aged a lot after giving birth in the past two years.

When Xiang Xia looked up and saw it, her expression froze, she asked in a low voice: "Linda, before you said how older you are than me?"

"80 years, 3 years old in March this year." Linda thought about the boss's birthday, and did a simple calculation: "36 years old."

Linda didn't ask the boss why she suddenly wanted to ask this question, she just expressed her doubts with her eyes, and didn't quite understand how to bring it up.

Xiang Xia lowered her head, unable to see any expression, she lowered her eyes to hide all her emotions.

She said softly: "It's okay, you go to lunch"

The door was gently closed, and Xiang Xia looked up at the door thoughtfully.

The drawers in the desk were pulled open, the wooden pulleys made a sound, and the things in the brown box were neatly placed, with a simple small mirror on top.

The white porcelain lamp gave off a cold light, and Xiang Xia took out the mirror. It was only the size of a palm, and the back was clean without any pattern.

In the front mirror, a woman is reflected.

The woman stretched out her hand to touch the corners of her eyes, and she looked left and right, trying to find the traces of time on her face.

She is 32 years old.

Xiang Xia wears the most exquisite makeup and uses skin care products meticulously, but that's all. She is not very obsessed with the changes in her appearance.

Although some familiar customers occasionally mention that she is more mature and beautiful than herself many years ago, this only makes her smile lightly and never takes it to heart.

But today, she held the mirror and carefully observed whether the woman in the mirror had wrinkles at the corners of her eyes.

The silk shirt is pressed against the smooth swan neck, the chin with sharp water chestnut is tight and upturned, the red lips are plump and gorgeous, and a pair of red phoenix eyes, black and white are distinct, the gaze is firm and calm.The charm of a mature woman is not stingy in her body, glamorous and charming.

Her curly hair was coiled up high, and some loose hair fell lazily on her temples. She wore elegant pearl earrings on her full earlobes, and her cool-toned skin shone faintly under the cold light.

Only the cyan and black in front of her eyes are particularly obvious. Xiang Xia took a photo, but she didn't touch up her makeup, and her face was amused.

What are you doing?

At this time, there was a knock on the door, and the secretary was standing there: "Mr. Xiang, it's booked."

Xiang Xia put down the mirror: "Okay, let's make it like this in the future, lunch and dinner will be arranged by the company."

She paused for a moment, and then added: "If possible, maybe you can ask them what they like to eat in advance?"

Of course the secretary understood who she was talking about, but they were all alone, she nodded: "Okay."

"Hard work" Xiang Xia stood up: "By the way, arrange private training for me, 3 sessions a week"

ah?The secretary's small eyes are round, is this a change of sky?What Xiang Boss dislikes the most is sports, and he actually made this request today.

Xiang Xia: "What's the problem?"

"No, no." The secretary quickly waved her hand. She didn't dare to have any opinions with Mr. Xiang, but she just wrote them down meticulously, thinking about the nearest gymnasium nearby.

Xiang Xia sat down, her mind flashed, the rice that Wu Zi ordered last night hadn’t moved at all, she suggested in a low voice: “If possible, let’s buy some porridge for dinner.”

"It may be easier to digest," she added, and then said: "Pair it with appetizers, spicy ones, don't say it's me"

If she prepared it, someone might just not eat it.

Miss Secretary, write it down, and then exit.

In front of the computer screen, Xiang Xia started working again. She still had a lot of things to do. She had an appointment with a doctor at night and needed to leave early.

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White gates, milky white doors and windows, quietly hiding in the corner of the city.

Inside the room, the decoration is very simple, there is basically nothing, there is a bookcase at the entrance, leaning against the wall, and a sofa in the center, it is made of fabric, there is nothing on it, not even a square pillow, it is bare.

A short-haired woman was sitting on the side, and Xiang Xia was sitting on the sofa, whispering something.

The woman seldom speaks, she is always listening quietly, her eyes are soft and kind.

She whispered, "Then why not try?"

Xiang Xia looked at Ms. He, who she had known for 3 years, her eyes drooped: "I'm afraid, I'm afraid I will hurt others"