President's Wife

"What otaku?" The other reporters looked at each other, did you see that?

"That's the one, the man who appears once every two or three months, stays in for about an hour and then comes out." The careful reporter recalled.

"Which one is it..." The reporters were about to stare at him, so many people passed in front of them, why didn't they notice that someone who looked like an otaku appeared?

They should have a deep memory of such an unusual person!After all, among a group of elites in suits and leather faces, having such a strange creature can be regarded as a standout!But!Why do they have no impression? !

The reaction of the reporters had to say that An Jiabao's camouflage skills were superb. He worked hard on dressing up as an otaku, but at the same time, he also tried his best to reduce his sense of presence. Even Zhang Xiaoyi and the others would occasionally be startled by An Jiabao.

The careful reporter thought hard, in fact, he himself was also very strange, if his camera hadn't captured such a person, he might not have noticed him.

"Hair... no, the bangs in front are very long, almost covering most of the face, and there are a pair of oversized black-rimmed glasses under the bangs. The whole person...how should I say..." The careful reporter couldn't tell, that person only had a head Part of it looks like an otaku, but it's not like other places!Even if that person is wearing a cheap suit and leather shoes on the street...

But he always felt that that person was exuding a confident and elegant temperament!But why do they usually ignore such a weird person?

After listening to the careful reporter's words, all the reporters stared at him.

The careful reporter, who was too preoccupied and realized later, noticed the gazes of the crowd, and couldn't help but take two steps back, "What's wrong?"

"Are you sure it's an otaku?" one of the reporters asked.

"Will An's accept such a person who doesn't pay attention to appearance?" Reporter [-] wondered.

"I always think he looks more like an autistic person!" Reporter Three affirmed!

An Jiabao, an autistic patient, sat in his office that had been vacant for two years, frowning as he read the report.

With a "bang", the door was pushed open roughly.

An Jiabao frowned, but he still didn't raise his head.

"Boss! You are finally back! I can see you working here quietly, and I suddenly feel so happy!" The speaker said such touching words, but his actions were not vague at all. Packs of materials came in, the amount of materials almost covered the visitor, only the fluffy hair was seen.

"I think you'd be happier if you opened the door lightly! Zheng Qian!" An Jiabao complained and went back without looking up.

Zheng Ziqian said angrily: "Boss, my name is Zheng Ziqian, not Zheng Qian! Please don't change your name casually!"

An Jiabao who still didn't look up said, "Zheng Qian, Zheng Qian, earning money, earning money, how nice it sounds!" If his father didn't give it to him, he would definitely change his name to An Qianqian!

Who doesn't like money~

Zheng Ziqian gritted his teeth, "Thank you, I still prefer my original name!"

Retaliating, he slapped the heavy documents on the table, forcing An Jiabao to lift his noble head. When his eyes fell on the hill-like documents, his brows frowned so much that he could almost pinch a mosquito to death.

"Why are there so many? Didn't I usually ask you to send me the entry documents?"

Hearing this, Zheng Ziqian couldn't help but roll his eyes at his boss. If it was any other boss, he would have fired him long ago and let him go home and eat his own food.

But when he met a boss like An Jiabao, Zheng Ziqian felt that he was very lucky that he didn't go crazy. Fortunately, he still had a good salary to comfort himself.

"Boss, do you really think that I have four hands alone, and I'm not a spider!" Those documents belong to others, and his own opinions are added, which ones are suitable and which ones are unnecessary, deleted, deleted, modified, and modified. To enter the electronic file by yourself, the top is not so busy!

"I suggest you find a little assistant!" An Jiabao suggested sincerely.

Speaking of this, Zheng Ziqian almost gritted his teeth, "My assistant has been lost by your old Fire!"

Two years ago, when An Jiabao just came to An's, he quickly fired a group of people. Zheng Ziqian originally had two assistants, but An Jiabao who happened to pass by discovered that they were lazy and spoke ill of their boss. Jiabao came to the company in another nerdy outfit, and the two assistants couldn't help but sneer at An Jiabao, so his assistants were fired.

I don't know if it was for revenge on Zheng Ziqian, but An Jiabao said at the time: "I just want to see how your ability is. Is it the little assistants who helped you get into this position, or your own strength."

Zheng Ziqian, who felt that he was underestimated, worked hard, and one person was used by three people. After half a year of hard work, the boss finally recognized him and gave him a salary. That salary was something I never dared to think about before. !

But thinking of the half a year of hell life he had put into Buddhahood, Zheng Ziqian felt that he deserved it at all!

So in the next year and a half until now, Zheng Ziqian has lived a life of pain and happiness.

"Oh." An Jiabao replied very flatly, and took a stack of documents to read, almost ten lines at a glance. He quickly read the stack of documents, but he put them aside after reading, and didn't say anything I didn't write a word more.

Zheng Ziqian didn't know why, but he didn't ask. He just stood there quietly watching his boss work. This was an aboveboard rest and laziness!

Anyway, the boss didn't blame him, did he?

The materials that have been read are not simply put aside, Zheng Ziqian soon discovered that the materials that An Jiabao has read are divided into several categories and stacked together.

Half an hour later, An Jiabao had finished reading the mountain-like materials. In front of him were five small hills and one small hill.

An Jiabao took off his glasses and rubbed his Qingming acupoint. He was exhausted reading such small characters. Next time, let them type the characters bigger!

Zheng Ziqian stretched his neck and looked at An Jiabao, alas, why didn't those bangs fly up? !This is too soft!I really want to see what the face of the boss looks like!

Zheng Ziqian was scratching his heart and lungs, but his face was serious, and he asked seriously, "Boss, are you feeling uncomfortable?"

An Jiabao glanced at him sideways through his hair, don't think I can't see your smiling eyes because I have long bangs!

Putting on the glasses quickly, the movements were so skillful that Zheng Ziqian didn't even see a crack.

The slender fingers pointed to one of the stacks of materials, "Send this to the marketing department."

"Okay! Immediately!" Zheng Ziqian was about to pick up the materials, and pointed his finger to the side again, "Take these to the planning department."

Zheng Ziqian's feet tilted, and he almost threw himself in front of An Jiabao.

"What? Do you have an opinion?" An Jiabao looked at him with raised eyebrows.

Zheng Ziqian quickly adjusted himself and shook his head fiercely, "No! Boss, your old decisions are the most wise!" He must be the most humble sycophant in history...

Still, running errands is better than doing it all yourself.