Go through it quickly, the host has a bug

He was frightened and wanted to call the president, but the call never got through.

Jin Mingzhu took the leave note and put the previous information on Assistant Sun's desk.

Then he raised the note in his hand and said,

"I'm on vacation starting today. If you have anything to do in the future, please contact your president!"

Until Jin Mingzhu walked away, Assistant Sun had not recovered from her words.

Jin Mingzhu returned home, took a quick shower, then turned off her phone and went to sleep.

It wasn't until the sun rose three poles on the third day that he finally woke up from his sleep.

She stretched out comfortably, and her slender legs stretched out from the dark blue quilt. Her cold white skin and straight and slender calves revealed a different kind of charm in the light that shined through the gaps in the curtains.

Jin Mingzhu closed her eyes comfortably and enjoyed the leisure she had not enjoyed for a long time.

He reached out and fumbled for the cell phone on the bedside table. As soon as he turned it on, the message notification started ringing.

Jin Mingzhu didn't pay attention. The reminder messages that kept flashing at the top of her phone did not affect Jin Mingzhu's order for takeout and browse the takeout information carefully.

Finally, I chose two Cantonese claypot restaurants with good reviews, and ordered a portion of preserved clay pot rice, bamboo fungus, pork belly and chicken. After thinking about it, I added a portion of Supreme Shrimp Dumpling King.

After sleeping for nearly two days, the original owner's tired body finally felt relieved, but his stomach felt empty now.

After ordering, Jin Mingzhu reluctantly got up from the bed.

While washing, I calmly read the news.

There are Assistant Sun, there are colleagues in the company, and of course the most numerous ones are Guan Xu.

28 missed calls and a bunch of WeChat messages.

As soon as Jin Mingzhu opened WeChat, the phone rang.

Turn off the sun.

This is the note given to Guan Xu by the original owner.

Jin Mingzhu calmly slid the prompt up.

Keep reading WeChat.

The message started with Guan Xu's question.

It was originally posted the night before yesterday.

"Are you on leave?"

"What leave are you asking for at this time?"

"Secretary Jin, answer the phone and don't make trouble unreasonably!"

"Don't think you'll make me care if you do this."

"Please take care of your personal feelings."

"I have said many times that I have no other thoughts about you except work!"

"I'm in the hospital now, the central hospital in city a."

This message was sent at 43:[-] midnight.

Then at one o'clock in the morning,

"I'm feeling very bad now. Don't let me worry anymore. The company also has your hard work and will give you a day off tomorrow."

"You're going to sleep, so I won't disturb you. Remember to reply to me when you see it tomorrow."

Then there’s yesterday’s news,

"Jin Mingzhu, answer the phone."

"I'm going back to sell my vacation. I'm going to have dinner with the person in charge of Feiyue tomorrow. You should know how important this bidding will be to the company!"

"Jin Mingzhu, do you think the company will stop moving without you?"

And then there’s today’s message,

"If you do this again, I'm going to be really angry."

If the original owner sees this information, she will definitely be frightened and return to the company immediately. After all, the original owner is most afraid of his anger. As long as she is good to Guan Xu, she is willing to give everything.

But now Jin Mingzhu calmly brushed her teeth and quickly browsed through it. She felt calm and even sneered, and then clicked on Assistant Sun's message.

Assistant Sun was obviously more talkative. Not only did he send all kinds of caring greetings, but he also sent several pictures.

"Secretary Jin, the president suffered from acute gastric ulcer and is on his way to the hospital."

"Secretary Jin, the president has just come out of the operating room. Would you like to come over and see him?"

Picture

It was a picture of Guan Xu lying on a hospital bed with a pale face.

"Secretary Jin, the president already knows that you took annual leave, and he is very angry now."

"Secretary Jin, would you like to answer the call from the CEO? He just had surgery. Too much emotional fluctuation is not good for your health."

"Secretary Jin, the president looks really anxious."

The accompanying picture is a picture of Guan Xu with a drip in one hand and a mobile phone in the other to send messages.

Guan Xu was half-lying, looking very haggard. His left hand had some blood coming back from the needle due to exertion. His expression was not angry, but he was frowning, looking a little irritated.

The system floated in front of the phone and sighed,

"Assistant Sun, you are very good!"

Jin Mingzhu ignored him, rinsed her mouth and face before going down again.

Later, I asked some work questions, and then the message was sent this morning, just after Guan Xu's message.

"Secretary Jin, how do you make the porridge you have been cooking for the president? The president was able to eat just today, but he didn't drink the porridge you bought."

The accompanying picture is a photo. On the left side of the photo, three servings of porridge of different flavors are completely thrown on the table next to the hospital bed. On the right side of the photo, there is a man wearing a blue plaid hospital gown, sitting on the hospital bed. On the bed, there is a stack of information on the quilt with the logo of A Central Hospital printed on the leg. The man is lowering his head, reading through it with one hand, and signing with a pen in the other hand with a needle hanging on it.

After Jin Mingzhu finished reading, she nodded expressionlessly and said "Don't disturb."

It's exciting, but it does affect your appetite.

After eating and drinking enough, Jin Mingzhu touched her belly with satisfaction.

She wanted to plan how to spend the nearly month-long vacation.

In the blink of an eye, a month passed quickly.

At the airport, a woman wearing brown sunglasses, a white ramie lace top, a simple pair of high-waisted straight jeans, white low-heeled leather shoes, a woven leather bucket bag, and a suitcase was talking on the phone. The person was saying something, her face looked a little gentle, and she didn't hang up the phone until she reached the waiting area.

As I got in the car, the phone I just hung up rang again.

Jin Mingzhu looked down and saw a strange call.

But Jin Mingzhu had obviously guessed who the caller was.

Clicking the green answer button, the call was suddenly connected. The person on the other side seemed stunned for a moment and did not speak. A rustling sound came from the phone.

Jin Mingzhu has already spoken,

"Hello."

There was a sense of casualness in his voice.

"Kim...Secretary Kim."

The voice on the other side seemed a little flustered and stammered.

"Assistant Sun, what's the matter?"

On the other side of the phone, Assistant Sun looked at the president in front of him with a questioning look.

He had just walked into the president's office to deliver coffee to his own president. Before he put the cup down, a mobile phone was thrust into his hand.Then he glanced at the number in confusion, and realized that it was Secretary Jin on the other side.