HLnovel Chapter 110 The world is as black as crows
Chapter 110 The world is as black as crows
The meeting lasted until almost the end of the company. The two managers' cars were parked in the garage of the company building. An Yi was hesitating whether to go home to complete the meeting minutes or to finish them in the office. It was only a little after ten o'clock and it was still early.
"An Yi." Ding Hong suddenly said, "I'll take you to Xinning Road."
Several people in the car were surprised. They couldn't remember which employee had ever had such an honor, but they didn't think much about it, after all, the target was An Yi.
An Yi hurriedly expressed her gratitude. If she were facing the boss alone, she would have to politely decline. However, in front of other people, she couldn't afford to offend the boss and appear ungrateful.
"Boss, we're here." Xiao Yang reminded after stopping the car steadily.
As the two managers said goodbye and got out of the car, An Yi realized that her position had become awkward, and immediately lowered her head to study how to adjust the passenger seat back to the front. There should be an operating button on the dashboard, right? Seeing that Xiao Yang was concentrating on driving, she didn't want to disturb him, so she could only wait until the red light to ask.
Didi, this is the notification sound from the boss’s cell phone.
Ding Hong lowered his head to check, and at the same time, he leaned forward with his other hand to feel under the seat opposite him. With a "bang" sound, he pushed lightly, and a corridor was opened where Manager Lu had just sat.
She was curious about the ease with which her boss was operating, when she saw him pointing at her and then at the place beside her, she suddenly realized that he wanted her to go over there. Her rapidly working brain confirmed the reason in an instant: the boss must want to review the minutes of the meeting that had just ended.
Alas! Not even a minute to breathe. An Yi picked up the computer in his arms and leaned forward. Inner rejection is one thing, and carrying out instructions is another. An Yi's professional qualities have always been excellent.
As soon as he sat down, he saw the boss reaching out his hand, and An Yi hurriedly handed him the computer.
Ding Hong took it and quickly browsed it, frowning slightly, and paused his right hand that was slowly sliding on the mouse touchpad: "This word is wrong, and here, the expression is inaccurate. I want the sales department to provide guidance, not to lead the completion..."
"Okay, sorry, I'll check the documents with a few managers." An Yi was sweating. This was just a first draft, and many contents had not been proofread, so there were naturally a lot of problems. But in the final analysis, he was unfamiliar with the company's business, so how could he defend himself? An Yi's expression became more and more nervous, and his hands on his knees were tightly clasped.
“No one expects you to get it right the first time.”
Ding Hong's old habit of seeing through someone's fragile heart came back. He wanted to turn a blind eye, but in the end he couldn't bear it: "I have an event in the afternoon and don't have time to review it. Just edit this document in the car and send it out directly."
Before she finished her words, the computer was back on Anyi's lap and she hurriedly held it steady with both hands.
Ding Hong was very relaxed in the following time. He leaned against the back of the seat and watched An Yi, who was busy editing the documents, without any reservations. He would occasionally get close to give some pointers. The car started and stopped, and the scenery outside the window was completely ignored by the two of them. This woman must know that she is being watched. You can see that her whole body is tense, her fingertips are shaking slightly, and she makes frequent typing mistakes.
He suddenly realized that he had a tendency to abuse people, otherwise how could he be so excited and happy? Although it was ungentlemanly, he deliberately maintained this atmosphere, just to see the obedient look of this woman submitting to his coercion.
Suddenly, I was overwhelmed with the urge to lift up Anyi's delicate chin to look into her eyes that must be as frightened as a deer, and then put my lips on her lips and crush them until they were red and dripping...
His Adam's apple slid up and down, and Ding Hong's body seemed to be filled with nameless anger, which was getting more and more downward. But he knew that he could do nothing and say nothing at this moment. It was not because he was very calm, but because this woman was completely out of tune with him. His pride and past love history did not allow him to use force, and he even disdained to use power as a way to lure her.
The seemingly domineering and seductive wall-dong in movies and TV dramas must be based on the premise that "the man has feelings for the woman". If the other party resists and refuses, or calls the police in anger, it would be a disgrace! Every time he saw his exes indulging in those plots, Ding Hong shook his head and sneered. Although he didn't mind feeding them once in a while, it was just a small trick to spice things up.
He controlled his heavy breathing. At this moment, the soft hair slipped out from behind his ears and fell on his shoulders, blocking his sight... He slowly raised his hand to pick up a strand of hair that was wrapped around his well-defined and neatly trimmed fingertips. Seeing that the owner of the long black hair was paying attention to the irrelevant document, Ding Hongxing narrowed his eyes slightly, and a mysterious arc appeared at the corner of his lips...
"Ah!" An Yi suddenly felt pain, groaned, and reached out to protect her long hair. She reflexively turned her head to look at the boss beside her.
Ding Hong raised his sinful hand, raised his eyebrows and said, "I'm sorry, I pressed your hair."
He said sorry, but there was no trace of apology in his tone. An Yi's eyes flashed with anger, but he knew he had to endure it, so he shook his head to indicate that it was nothing, and his attitude was as submissive as before. He continued to work with his head down, not forgetting to tuck his hair behind his ears again to prevent it from being "accidentally" pressed down by someone again.
You, when you are angry, you just bite your lips. Ding Hong laughed sarcastically, without any guilt. Still unable to look away, his lust surged again: Are lips so delicious? One day I will bite them myself.
Swallowing the excess saliva that suddenly secreted from his mouth, Ding Hong forced himself to turn his head and look out the window. The prank just now finally managed to suppress the restlessness in his body.
It's time to do some physical exercise tonight to burn off the energy that has been pent up for a while. He thought to himself that as for whether there is a suitable partner, he doesn't worry about it. When Li Zhiwei shows up at the party, he will definitely bring a group of girls who have signed contracts with his company.
Pursuing a person, but doing something with others without restraint. In An Yi's opinion, this is definitely a complete scumbag! In Ding Hong's opinion, holding such an idea is pure (stupid) innocence that is not aware of the world.
Being one with the one you love physically and mentally is indeed the best state and destination for two people. However, physical relationships that do not involve emotions and are only for satisfying physiological needs, or for the purpose of exchanging interests and integrating into social circles cannot be considered betrayal even when a male and female couple is in a relationship.
Of course, this only refers to men. Dear ladies, don’t be fooled by “gender equality”, this is still a patriarchal society!
The proportion of men who hold the above-mentioned ideas is definitely not low today, and those who oppose it are considered to be not good enough. A crosstalk master once joked: If you don’t get drunk after drinking, you drink less; if you don’t get fascinated by beauty, you can’t touch it; if you win people over with virtue, you can’t win; if you are indifferent to fame and fortune, you really have no other choice.
I remember that before I got married, a sales manager in my company had improper thoughts about An Yi. When she questioned whether he had a girlfriend, he made a series of ridiculous remarks that shocked An Yi and made her despise him for a long time. But later, she sadly discovered that "all crows are black". She even thought that as long as she said "I love you truly and forever", a woman would be grateful and return to his arms.
To use a popular phrase nowadays: Is behind all this the decline of morality or the distortion of human nature?
Born in a merchant family, Ding Hong enjoys the best quality of life, but is also immersed in the vortex of desire without regard for bottom line. How can he be compatible with An Yi, who has seen his parents' love and family traditions since childhood? It is really a world of difference, and the karma that meets is a disaster. But, perhaps everything is destined...
Finally, the meeting minutes were approved. An Yi closed his computer and breathed a sigh of relief, then bent down and took a few steps forward to take the computer bag next to the passenger seat.
Because of this action, her sports T-shirt moved up, revealing a little bit of her slender waist. Even the conservative and sensitive An Yi didn't notice it, but the whiteness dazzled someone's eyes. Then he admired the beauty of the woman wrapped in jeans, which was not too plump or too curvy, but just matched her slender and well-proportioned figure.
The car had already entered Anyi Community, not stopped at the subway station entrance. Anyi had already discovered that he had not heard the boss' instructions. Did Xiao Yang act on his own? If he was exposed, wouldn't the boss criticize Xiao Yang? So Anyi chose to remain silent.
How could Xiao Yang dare to make a decision on his own? As an assistant, he just understood the boss's intentions.
As soon as the car stopped, An Yi blurted out the farewell words she had prepared. Seeing the boss nod slightly, she immediately stood up quickly as if she had been pardoned. Ding Hong had long been accustomed to it, and only said to Xiao Yang, who had been invisible all the way, "Give those things to her."
Xiao Yang nodded, got out of the car, opened the trunk and took out a paper bag.
An Yi guessed that the bag should contain snacks from Yunqing Temple, and she took it. Her guess was correct. In addition to a few small oil bags, the dark-colored small jar was exactly the traditional brown sugar that Taoist Li protected like a treasure. She accepted it generously and thanked the boss sitting in the car again without any refusal, because she knew too well that this would only make her boss annoyed.
Just as he was thinking about how to ask for his prescription, An Yi saw the boss waving his hand impatiently. He immediately stopped thinking and decided not to rush.
"Boss, do you have any other instructions?"
"No."
"Okay, thank you boss for sending me off, and thank you Xiao Yang!" The more gifts you give, the less blame you will get is An Yi's usual principle of doing things.
Unexpectedly, Ding Hong turned his head and looked at her intently, his eyes were heavy and his voice was deep: "You, cultivate yourself well."
The boss was still worried about his low blood sugar. An Yi felt that he had caused trouble for others and felt very guilty. He just nodded and quietly stuck out his tongue after watching the boss's car leave.
"Our busy man is finally here!"
"You are so honored! Everyone, come and pay your respects!"
"Stop talking nonsense. Where's the wine? I'll drink three glasses as punishment." The party started last night, but Ding Hong chose to organize a company co-building at this time, which made the host, who had informed him of the time of the party, very dissatisfied. In addition, he sent his delicate female secretary off very unconveniently, which wasted a lot of time. Therefore, Ding Hong did not go home to change clothes, but came directly to this suburban club. This showed his urgency and sincerity in coming to the appointment, which eased the dissatisfaction of his old friends.
"Hmph! That's better." The host of the party took the red wine from the tray brought by the waiter and poured it for Ding Hong himself: "But I can't let you waste such good wine. Drink a glass first to apologize. You will have a hard time tonight!"
"I've already told you that Ding Jiang is very nice!" Li Zhiwei laughed.
Ding Jiang is the name Ding Hong gave himself, and his friends who have grown up with him are more accustomed to using this name in private.
Then a bunch of like-minded friends entered the banquet hall, pulling and fighting with each other...