The cliché story of a domineering president and his secretary

Chapter 121 Little Girl

Ding Hong saw the expressions of the two people and could guess what they were thinking. He coughed twice to cover up his guilty conscience: "Manager Liu, the other dishes can be served."

"Okay, I'll arrange it myself." Since the customer had given clear instructions, Manager Liu did not hesitate and immediately took the order and left. As for the VIP guest, what did it have to do with him?

Of course it's her business! An Yi's mood was very different from Manager Liu's at this time. Seeing the other party leave and close the door considerately, she couldn't help but ask: "Boss, can the guests arrive soon? From what the manager said, it's better to wait until the guests arrive. Do we need to wait a little longer..."

"No need." Ding Hong interrupted directly: "The guests are not coming."

"Ah?" It's no wonder that An Yi was startled. It was really unexpected.

With such a big show, the boss even specially airlifted in the "Golden Spot"... Who is this important person? She suddenly thought of the same scene last time and couldn't help but blurt out: "Boss, could it be the guest from the revolving restaurant last time?"

Ding Hong didn't comment, just smiled bitterly. He was miserable because he had to lie to a woman.

An Yi thought the boss was upset because he was stood up twice, and she was also angry: What a lousy character! If you don't want to come, don't agree, are you kidding me?

Looking at her boss who was usually arrogant and overbearing, now looked listless like a young wife who had been angry, she suddenly felt a sense of solidarity with him and tried to persuade him, "Don't be angry." Just as she was about to say a few more words to vent her anger, she suddenly felt that something was wrong. A customer who could make the boss endure it again and again must have an extraordinary status and power, and must have resources in his hands that the boss was determined to get. How could she comment on him with the perspective of a small secretary like herself?

Ding Hong remained calm. He wanted to hear what the woman had to say.

Seeing An Yi's indignation, which seemed to be mixed with heartache for himself, Ding Hong felt warm in his heart. He felt that the person in front of him was not iron after all, but just ice, and would melt for him sooner or later.

Unexpectedly, after waiting for a while, An Yi only said "Don't be angry", and then seemed to be stuck, without uttering another word. Ding Hong was a little surprised, but seeing the woman's sullen look, he understood her thoughts. He secretly found it funny and praised An Yi for being an excellent secretary who had a good sense of propriety in speaking and doing things.

"As you said last time, he is a man with no appetite." Ding Hong continued for her, "Okay, you sit down too. Let's enjoy this dinner by ourselves."

"Okay!" An Yi answered cheerfully, "I will taste it carefully and try my best to eat it all!" His words were deliberately childish and angry in order to ease the boss's worries.

Sure enough, Ding Hong sneered after hearing this, and An Yi carefully sat opposite the boss, trying his best to appear relaxed.

At this time, there was another knock on the door, and several elegant and beautiful girls came in one after another, each carrying a tray. Every time a dish was set on the table, the most beautiful beauty among them would introduce it with a sweet and attractive voice. Although they were just appetizers, the sense of ceremony was absolutely full.

An Yi listened and watched with great interest. The combination of beautiful women and delicious food is so pleasing to the eyes!

Ding Hong didn't care much. Seeing that An Yi seemed to like it very much, he let them continue talking.

As the introduction came to an end, the beautiful lady with a voice comparable to that of a voice actor smiled gently and said, "The 'Golden Spot' is freshly slaughtered and cooked, so it will take about 20 minutes. Please have the two distinguished guests taste other dishes first. Thank you."

Seeing that the two had no objection, they bowed quietly and left.

"Take the medicine."

An Yi, who was waiting with bated breath for the boss to start the meal, was shocked by the sudden words and her brain short-circuited for a moment: Medicine? Where can I get this dish? Medicine? Oh! Yes, my medicine! She suddenly realized that the boss was referring to the spleen-strengthening and stomach-stimulating medicine prescribed by Taoist Li.

"Thank you boss for the reminder. I'll drink it right away!" An Yi hurriedly opened his purse and took out a small bottle of oral liquid.

She had to say that the world is so advanced now. She had thought that the prescription would produce bags of unpalatable decoctions, but she didn't expect that what Xiao Yang handed her were dozens of boxes of oral liquids that were easy to take and carry. She was pleasantly surprised and amazed at the convenience brought by technology.

Unexpectedly, this move still caused dissatisfaction and questioning from Ding Hong: "Did you take it on time?"

An Yi's hand, which was inserting the straw, trembled instantly, and he pretended to be calm and said, "Yes, I have it."

"Are you sure?" Ding Hong narrowed his eyes habitually.

"Yes, I'm sure." An Yi tried hard to make his voice more convincing, and at the same time mentally prepared himself: It is on time, but it is on the time I set myself, hahaha.

An Yi was lost in thought, pretending to be concentrating on drinking medicine through a straw with his mouth blocked, in order to avoid the boss's other questions.

Ding Hong was angry that the other party was acting like a gangster again. He was so angry that he wanted to roll his eyes. After all, he was worried about An Yi's weak body. He slammed the table and said sternly: "Don't fool around anymore! Do you think this medicine was blown by the wind? How long do you think your body can last?"

An Yi lowered his head and responded hesitantly. He was touched that the other party was a good boss who was cold-faced but warm-hearted and caring about his employees. It was just that the way he expressed himself was so simple and crude that it was hard for people to handle.

Can't she be allowed to refuse? Is it really necessary to get angry? After all, her body is her own...

Ding-ling-ling! The phone suddenly rang loudly. An Yi hurriedly picked it up, hunched over to express her apology. At the same time, she saw at a glance that the person calling was her baby Youyou? ! It was only seven o'clock, too early for the daily scheduled call time. Was there an emergency?

Thinking of this, An Yi frowned, his back stiffened, but he still forced himself to calm down and asked: "Boss, I want to go..."

"Go." Before he could finish listening, Ding Hong gave clear and concise instructions.

"Thank you, I'll be leaving for a moment!"

Seeing An Yi's unstable expression and hurriedly leaving, she, who always pays attention to etiquette, even forgot to close the door of the box. Ding Hong knew that only family could make that woman pale and lose focus in an instant.

At this time, An Yi was calling back while looking for a quiet place.

"Youyou, I'm mom. What's wrong? Is there anything wrong?"

There was a small mezzanine at the corner of the stairs, with a set of sofas and a matching coffee table for guests to rest. An Yi was walking towards that place, his steps as hurried as his tone.

A sweet and leisurely childish voice came from the other end of the phone: "Mom! I can't find the gift my friend gave me. Have you seen it?" Hearing her daughter's question, An Yi's heart finally calmed down.

"Little confused bug! It fell in the car. Yes, it's a small blue box." An Yi said angrily, "Don't worry, I have kept it for you. If it's precious, why are you leaving it everywhere?" Youyou acted coquettishly and cutely, which made her smile constantly.

After chatting for a few more words about the day's schedule, she hung up the phone in a hurry. She didn't forget that her boss was alone in the box, and she saw a girl in a T-shirt and shorts walking towards her, talking on the phone, so she made room for him.

"Ah~"

The two passed each other at the staircase. An Yi heard a scream and turned around subconsciously to see the girl's unstable footing about to fall. Oh my god, this is on the stairs. Although it is only a few short flights, a fall is no joke! Without thinking too much, An Yi grabbed the girl's arm, but under the reaction force, his body tilted and hit the wall. A strong pain came from his waist, and his arm was also rubbed and hurt.

"Are you okay? Are you hurt?" The question was asked by the waitress who heard the noise and came to check.

With the help of the other party, An Yi slowly stood up, and when the pain slowly subsided, he smiled reluctantly and replied: "It's okay, thank you!"

"Do you need a checkup? We have doctors on duty 24 hours a day at our hotel."

An Yi turned his body to check himself again. His waist was still a little painful, but he probably had no injuries. As for his arm, it was just a light scratch, so he waved his hand to indicate that he was fine. Fortunately, both he and the girl...

Huh? Why is that girl so quiet?

At this moment, An Yi finally remembered that there was another person. When she looked up, she saw that the other person was waiting by the wall, looking at them indifferently. The girl was about twenty years old, pretty and bright, but her face was arrogant and unruly, which was really inconsistent.

The waiter, who was good at observing people's expressions, had already seen that this lady was the one who was not to be trifled with, and immediately asked humbly: "Excuse me, are you injured? Do you need a doctor to check it out?"

"Ms. Fan! What's wrong? Are you okay?" A more anxious and exaggerated voice sounded, accompanied by footsteps coming closer and closer.

An Yi looked around curiously, and she actually recognized the person. It was the manager of this restaurant. Behind him were several men and women dressed as waiters.

Wow, such a big rescue! An Yi knew that the girl in front of her must have a great background. Should she ask for a favor in return? Or quietly walk away and not disturb the flattery of the crowd? Of course, the latter is most in line with her personality. Seeing that the not-so-spacious space was now noisy and there was almost no place for her to stand, An Yi quietly stepped back step by step and quickly left to serve her violent master...

"Hey! Wait!"

The girl's lazy but clear voice rang out, and the noisy crowd instantly split into two rows, instantly exposing An Yi's figure that was about to escape. The movements were so uniform that it made people wonder if the waiters here received military training all year round?

An Yi turned around. Was she really going to repay the favor? If the amount was large, should she refuse? Her mind raced through all sorts of ideas.

"Be careful when you walk next time."

what? !

An Yi stared at the other person in disbelief. She was sure that she didn't even touch a hair of the other person! Moreover, the child was only busy talking on the phone at the time, walking with a step that didn't recognize any relatives, and she even deliberately dodged to the side!

"You may have misunderstood. Not only did I not touch you, but it was because I held you that you were prevented from falling on the stairs."

I was used to addressing strangers as "you", but I only called her "you". The reason was simple: this child didn't deserve it! The first time I was involved in a scam in my life was in such a luxurious hotel, with a rich lady!

"Oh?"

"The hotel must have surveillance cameras. We can find out by checking them out. The manager knows the room I'm in. He can come find me anytime." An Yi said and turned away. She thought to herself that the daughter of a capitalist is really capable of making money by confusing right and wrong. She even doesn't let go of a commoner like her who can be seen as a small shrimp by looking at her clothes! Will he be content to squeeze her dry like a shrimp?

The people left behind stared at An Yi's back in embarrassment and shock. It was the manager who was the first to come to his senses and hurriedly explained to the little girl with a smile:

"Ms. Fan, please don't be angry. She must not know your identity. Ignorance is not a problem." The manager said while wiping the sweat from his temples. Are you kidding! This hotel is open to all. He has already recognized An Yi's identity, even though the other party is just a secretary. You have to know that the prime minister is a seventh-rank official, not to mention the secretary's boss...

"Xiao Zhao, check the surveillance immediately. If it was really her who knocked down Miss Fan, don't worry, she won't get away!" The manager vowed so confidently that he almost swore. Then he said in a flattering manner, "In fact, you do know the person she was with."

"What's wrong?" The little girl snorted, "I know a lot of people."

"Yes, that's right." The manager hurriedly smiled and said, "There are even more people who know you. It's just that this person is a family friend of our boss - Mr. Ding Hongding."

"Him?" The little girl raised her eyebrows, then smiled brightly: "What a coincidence."