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The clerk rode away on his front foot, but the president's car hadn't moved yet. When the [-]-bar turned the corner and disappeared, the president's gaze crossed the window again, sticky, and looked out again.

The ride was pretty fast... The president put on his jacket in the car, buttoned it up, and then said to the driver, "Let's go."

The menstrual period has passed, but the bottom of the buttocks is still uncomfortable. After sitting in the back seat of the car for a while, I have already panicked.He went back to the company first, and didn't come for a few days. The people in the company were very kind when he saw him again. After all, this was the country he had built with his own hands, so he had to defend it.

Back in the office, the president first took a cup of yogurt from the secretary. "How about what I asked you to do?"

"Everything is in progress." The secretary said, "The tempered glass manufacturer said that we did not provide the inspection report and video, and did not provide timely feedback. We cannot prove that the glass was blown up by ourselves, or it may be caused by external force. Stuck."

The president smiled and glanced at her. It is impossible for a person cultivated by himself to stop because of a little difficulty.

"So, I investigated their products, and it turns out that the quality of the products does not meet the national approval requirements." The secretary said up to this point, "What do you think?"

"What can I do? Call the landlord first, and then the manufacturer. You know what to do. I trust your ability and judgment. It hurt me... the employees in my company, I can't let it go like this," the president said. Looking at the workstation outside the office, he pointed with a pen casually, "That person...how do you evaluate it?"

Holding a handful of documents, the secretary smiled without saying a word.Those who are capable in this line of work, of course, know how to read words and expressions, and understand the selfishness of their bosses.

"Which aspect of evaluation do you mean?" She helped the boss start a business as soon as she graduated. She can see many things more clearly than anyone else. "Boss, I have noticed that you... have become more and more energetic recently."

"Are you sure it's mental?" The president took out a mirror from the small drawer of the expensive custom-made desk and looked at it, "Aren't you getting more and more nervous?"

"Of course not. You used to be cold, but now your skin has improved." The secretary pushed the frame of the glasses, "That person, there is nothing to choose in terms of work evaluation. At that time, the company recruited him. He was not well educated but excellent in English. Spoken language, although the resume is not beautiful enough, but it is completely enough for his position. He does not need a high degree of education for this job. If he has a higher education, he will be overqualified and his monthly salary will be raised. HR is afraid that he will not be able to keep him. As for popularity Well, not bad, there is a little girl in the company who wants to attack him."

The president glanced at the secretary, smiled and let her go out. People who have worked with him for a long time are not stupid.With a backlog of work at hand, he put other things aside for the time being. He lowered his head for a few hours, and when he raised his head again, the desk was still empty.

The president stared at the chair and put down the pen in his hand.Picking up the water glass by the table, he pushed open the door of the office, just bumping into a passing department manager.

"Yo, the boss came out to get some fresh air?"

"Get a glass of water to drink." The president smiled and patted him. "The tie is not bad, it's very energetic." at the work station.

The desktop was very clean, and the style and stacking of office supplies reminded the CEO of the tofu cubes on the quilt on the dog man's bed.He opened the drawer again, and there was an orderly world inside, even the ballpoint pens were placed horizontally and vertically, and there were several stacks of post-it notes.

There are words on it, like the fonts typed out by a printer, but if you look closely, you will find that it is handwritten.The president took out a

Flipping and flipping, the owner of the station appeared, carrying a black suit jacket on his shoulders, and ran back in a hurry.

The president shook the cup full of water, put the sticky note back, and walked towards the tea room after looking at the dog man from head to toe.At this time, there was no one in the room. The president took two packs of black tea from the cupboard, put them back, took out a few coffee capsules, studied them, and put them back.

Click, the door of the tea room opened, he glanced at it casually, the dog man was squeezing in guiltily, his tie was blown crooked while riding a bicycle.

"Why is it so late?" the president asked, stretched his fingers to the snack jar next to him, and took out a pack of the sweetest cookies.

"The road conditions are bad, and the bicycle lanes are all occupied by motor vehicles." The clerk was so tired that there were no cameras in the tea room, so he was hugged by someone, and he hurriedly pecked the boss's chin first, "The place is temporary again. Change the contract, give me a price increase, I haven't negotiated yet."

"Not promising." The president frowned, stopped pushing after a few pushes, and leaned against the table, "You ride a bicycle, who can talk to you?" After finishing speaking, the index finger and middle finger clamped the A small packet of chocolate cookies stretched deep into the pocket of the dog man's suit pants, reaching the innermost part.

Pull out your hands again, lean your body back slightly, and put your hands on both sides of your buttocks.

The little clerk stopped talking, and limply covered the boss, not letting go. "I'll talk about it. I'm promising... Riding is so tiring, my wife."

The CEO smelled him again, like some kind of perfume, but not like it, mixed with the rain and the slight smell of sweat. "If you're tired from cycling, don't you know how to take a taxi? Is my company fucking closed down or can't afford your wages? Don't say that I treat my employees harshly."

"I don't, I don't take a taxi." The clerk let go of his arms, his body seemed to be charged, and his condition returned, and he turned around and was about to leave. "My money is going to be saved to buy a diamond ring... I'll go out and find the front desk first." , ask if the check-in was successful."

Buy a shitty diamond ring, and buy a diamond ring with the dog man's money?Buy 0.05 carat?Buy a 0.5 at most, it's small and ugly.The president watched the door of the tea room open and close, turned around, and touched his fingers subconsciously.

The day passed quickly, and in the afternoon, the driver picked up his daughter home on time, along with their double-sided carved wax gourd.In the evening, the clerk showed off his culinary skills and made a pot of wax gourd meatball soup, and cut up Lu Tisha. The president ate the soup while looking at the group of parents.

The homeroom teacher posted more than a dozen beautiful photos of winter melons in the group, and there are pictures from all directions. Now all parents know that their "wife" with flaming red lips who came back from abroad can carve winter melons with traditional handicrafts.

It was hard, and the fist was hard again. The president took a sip of the soup and felt that he was not far from the man who pulled the dog out.

The next day happened to be Saturday, and it was time for their little dolls to have their stitches removed.I made an appointment for an expert number early and set off at noon. The driver was still driving, but the weather was not good. When I was about to arrive at the hospital, the drizzle started again.

The mysterious power is coming again?The president looked at the sunny sky a few minutes ago, his expression was similar to the gloomy dark clouds.The vicinity of the hospital is also a place with dense traffic, and the direct consequence of a drizzle is a heavy traffic jam.It's still about a kilometer away, and I can't drive anymore.

There was no sign of starting at all. The president looked at his watch, and it was 10 minutes before the appointment time.The daughter began to swell in the child seat again, holding his clothes with her little hands, and said nothing, but her eyes, which were very similar to those of a small staff member, looked at the bicycle behind.

"No, it's raining outside." The CEO's hand gently slid across her face.

"Okay, Dad, okay, if I'm late, I should have a small scar." The daughter tugged a few times and found it was useless, so she began to ask the other one for help, with the corners of her mouth pursed, and she wanted to get out of the car, "Mum, I'm going to go to the hospital with a stick."

Small employees don't dare to make decisions privately, they only look at what the boss wants.The president calculated the time again, looked at the not too heavy drizzle outside the car, and took off his coat again.

I didn't wear a full suit today, just a shirt and a tie. "Get out of the car, you take off your coat and wrap it up for her, just keep her from getting wet in the rain."

"Oh." The boss spoke, and the small staff began to unbutton them, so they could only do so, hoping that their grandma and mother would never know that he brought his wife and children to the hospital by bike, otherwise his ears would be lost.

The author has something to say:

Tempered glass manufacturer: Good guy!Here come the vengeful ones!