The cliché story of a domineering president and his secretary

Chapter 112 Let her go

The next day, which was Monday afternoon, Ding Hong appeared at Sun Technology in a smart business suit.

An Yi knocked on the door gently, and only walked into the CEO's office after hearing the answer from inside. The floor was covered with thick carpet, and even in high heels, her footsteps would not make any sound, but she still walked forward carefully and skillfully.

"Boss, these are the documents that require your approval and signature."

"Well, let it go."

"Okay, there's one in the sales department that needs to be explained specifically to you."

"It just so happens that I have something to ask Manager Lu. Please call him over to explain."

"Okay. I'm out then."

"Ah."

An Yi walked out again with cautious but obviously brisk steps and headed straight for the sales department.

Ding Hong then raised his eyes to look at the slender figure, then picked up the document on the corner of the table and began to review it.

Today he didn't want to say a word to this woman, and didn't want to see her at all. Ding Hong was like a child throwing a tantrum, just because his "exercise" last night seemed... not very effective.

He deliberately did not take the girl who looked a bit like An Yi with him. He did not want a substitute, not because he was afraid of insulting An Yi, but because he felt that it was disrespectful to himself, so he chose the beauty with a completely opposite style to spend a good night with him, and he really had a good time. But just now, when he stepped into the company and saw An Yi, he found that the "anger" in his body had not dissipated, and he felt indescribably depressed because he had nowhere to put it.

He knew something was wrong with him. Was it because he didn't exercise enough? That must be the case. It's okay. If one session doesn't work, then two or three sessions will do. Although he doubted his rash judgment in his heart.

It was soon time to get off work, and after hesitating for a moment, An Yi knocked on the door of the president's office.

Ding Hong was quite surprised. Because he didn't want to see this woman, Manager Yu had asked her to bring the stack of revised documents to An Yi after she reported on her work. What else could it be?

When An Yi entered the room, she saw Ding Hong leaning against the boss chair with his hands crossed on his chest, staring at her. She was so scared that her heart skipped a beat, and the corners of her lips, which usually curled up, trembled unnaturally.

Sure enough, something happened. Ding Hong still kept his posture unchanged, ready to enjoy someone's performance.

"Boss." An Yi bit her lip lightly and made up her mind: "I'm very sorry to bother you. Do you have the prescription of Taoist Li? I want to get the medicine."

Originally, she wanted to use the excuse of a business matter to "ask for it in passing", but the boss looked like he saw through her, so An Yi didn't dare to be clever. Wouldn't that mean she was waiting to be despised by the other party?

Ding Hong raised an eyebrow, not expecting An Yi to be so outspoken.

"Prescription?" Ding Hong asked knowingly.

An Yi was upset. She didn't believe that the other party's memory, which was always excellent, would be so poor. She had to bite the bullet and said, "Yes, when Taoist Li handed it to me, you stopped it and said it had other uses. It doesn't matter if you don't give it to me. I'm not in a hurry."

She was bold enough to speak so bluntly. This also showed that this woman still valued Taoist Li very much, otherwise she wouldn't be so persistent.

Ding Hong was very pleased with himself and finally agreed to continue the conversation: "I've given the prescription to Xiao Yang. He will give it to you after he prepares it."

"Ah? How can that be embarrassing! I can match it myself." An Yi was terrified.

"Where do you go to get your prescription filled?"

Hearing the boss' question, An Yi thought the other party was nosy, but answered seriously: "There is a big drugstore near my home. It has been open for many years and has a good reputation. The products are of good quality and low price."

"Good quality and low price?" Ding Hong sneered: "I guess you know that Taoist Li's prescription is very expensive, so how can you let inferior medicinal materials go to waste?"

"No, no, don't worry." An Yi was naturally dissatisfied with Ding Hong's contemptuous tone, but still assured with a smile: "I took a quick look at it at the time, and Taoist Li only opened ordinary categories."

Ding Hong knew that what An Yi said was true. It was called a prescription, but in fact it was more like a formula drink for strengthening the stomach and protecting the spleen, which could be taken before each meal. However, he still disagreed: "Are all ordinary medicines the same? Origin, year, wild or farmed, a slight difference can lead to a huge mistake."

Seeing the disapproval in the eyes of the woman opposite him, he had to explain patiently: "I have a familiar Chinese medicine shop. Xiao Yang will prepare it regularly in the future. You just need to take it strictly according to the doctor's orders, and don't take it halfway." After saying that, he waved his hand and continued with the work at hand, too lazy to waste any more words.

An Yi stood quietly without moving. It was rare for her to be distracted in front of her boss.

Because she felt something was wrong: Was the boss too controlling? She was in a bad state that day, and the boss took her to see Taoist Li for a pulse check, which was already a "great favor from the emperor". Now even the prescriptions are packed, which is too unreasonable! Recently, she has been trusted and reused by the boss because of her excellent work performance, so there is such a big welfare policy? Are the employees listed in the confidant list treated so well? Perhaps, this job has some hidden dangers, and she needs to be specially won over?

Falsifying the accounts? That is the responsibility of the Finance Department;

Falsifying performance? That can be done by the sales department;

Abuse of power for personal gain? The boss owns the entire company. Would he betray himself?

What a mess! An Yi's mind was in a mess. Her intuition told her that there was a danger and she should be alert. But what was the danger? She couldn't grasp the point at all.

Ding Hong had stopped his work without knowing when, and stared at the woman who was thinking hard without any expression or urging. He could have easily given her a reason, such as: your heat stroke that day was a work-related injury, the medical expenses were paid by the company, the medicine expenses were the same, and getting the medicine was just a side job, etc. But he refused! This woman should be confused for a while, even if it was a preparation for the future. Why was he the only one who was disturbed? It would be fair for your river to be disturbed as well.

Of course, if the situation is too turbulent, the woman won't be able to bear it and will be scared away. Mr. Ding Hong still needs to know how to control himself.

The two of them were separated by a large desk, and in an instant, their thoughts had turned a thousand times. It was just that An Yi was troubled by herself, and Ding Hong was the one who set up the situation to trap her.

"Boss." An Yi came back to her senses and still wanted to resist, but when she looked up, she found that the boss had stopped working and was looking at her with an ambiguous look in his eyes. She was so frightened that her heart trembled drastically. She quickly understood her position. How could an insignificant clerk have the confidence to refuse and let down the boss's "kindness".

He swallowed back his refusal and pulled up the corners of his lips to smile: "Okay, I got it. I will take it on time." After saying that, he retreated timidly.

Seeing An Yi holding a cup and walking towards the tea room, he knew that was her usual trick to avoid exposing her emotions in front of the glass wall. Ding Hong suddenly became angry and wanted to throw the wireless mouse away.

Why do I have to see her so cowardly and frightened every time!

Why do you always treat your kindness as forced charity!

Why does this woman speculate about me so maliciously!

If these "whys" were not questions but feelings of resentment, then his real question was: Why did he have to endure this suffering? Why did he waste his energy on this comfort?

Again, again, and again, Ding Hong wanted to cut off this karmic bond.

Since I can't face it calmly, I might as well fire her! She will resign in two months anyway! She doesn't care about this job anyway, let alone me as her boss!

Yes, get her out! Get out of his sight, get out of his company!

This kind of extreme emotion caused by comfort had erupted several times before. But in the company, he, who always prided himself on keeping public and private affairs separate, lost control.

I slammed the mouse in my hand heavily on the table, and even with the protection of the mouse pad, it still made a "bang" sound.

An Yi, who was pretending to be walking back to his workstation with a cup of water, vaguely heard the noise and subconsciously looked towards the president's office. His eyes revealed a look of worry that he couldn't hide. He was magically calming down someone whose anger was as surging as the waves.

You still have a conscience! An Yi, you fool!

Seeing that the other party was hesitating whether to come in to check the situation, Ding Hong's anger was put out even faster. At this moment, his cell phone happened to ring. The caller was an important agent. Ding Hong answered the call without thinking, and standard business words came out of his mouth, his voice as calm as usual.

An Yi, who was standing outside the door, saw that there was no other movement in the president's office and his own phone was not ringing. In the end, he did not dare to go in to investigate the situation. He sat down with some uneasiness in his heart, but he did not dare to leave work. He just hoped that there would be a chance or someone to come to prove that everything was safe inside.

She did not realize that although she was still in awe of the tyrant, it did not prevent her from caring for him. Yes, who can resist someone who repeatedly shields them from the wind and the sun, even if it is a feeling they do not want to bear.

About ten minutes later, Manager Lu brought a key business person from the BJ district into the president's office. An Yi then breathed a sigh of relief, packed up his things and left work.

On the way, she thought again and again, picked up her phone and edited a text message, and after repeated consideration and deletion, she sent the message. The recipient was Xiao Yang. She was taught from a young age that "no reward without merit" and "a man who takes favors from others should be lenient and a man who eats from others should be grateful". An Yi was not used to accepting too many favors from her boss casually, and was also afraid that the other party would make some illegal or gray area work requirements in the future.

As a senior assistant, I have heard of similar things and even encountered them myself. If one's principles or willpower are a little weak, he or she may be led into a dangerous situation of "stepping on a landmine".

I remember that many years ago, an old colleague was sued and sentenced by the former company, which made An Yi very scared, because the director of the corporate publicity department who committed the crime had tried to win her over, but his actions were very covert. If she had not noticed it at the time, even if she did not actively participate and did not profit from it, she would still be suspected and resigned. Fortunately, she has always been serious and cautious in her work and strictly followed the approval system, so she did not give the other party a chance to take advantage of it, otherwise she would have helped the evil.

The many attacks and twists and turns in the workplace had tempered An Yi, but also chilled her heart. So when her family needed her to be a full-time housewife, she felt a sense of relief instead. She left resolutely despite her former boss's persuasion and salary increase to retain her.

Could it be that her tyrant prince also had some unspeakable intention? Was there some shameful operation in the company that required her to keep a secret? An Yi secretly made up her mind to be on high alert and to retreat quickly if anything went wrong.

She didn't want her precious daughter to visit her in the prison cell in the future, and her elderly parents would have to travel thousands of miles to deliver prison food to her. The phone rang, pulling her back from her random thoughts. She looked down and saw that it was a reply from Xiao Yang. She quickly opened it and couldn't help but smile bitterly after reading it hastily...