No divorce! Mr. Lu knelt down and coaxed him every night.

The door opened and the HR manager came in.

The supervisor, who was about 40 years old and wearing meticulous work clothes, sat across from Qiao Xun and casually looked through Qiao Xun's information.

After a while, she raised her head and asked Qiao Xun, "Do you speak foreign languages?"

Qiao Xun pursed his lower lip: "I know a little bit!"

The supervisor took out a document and handed it to her with a very calm tone: "This is in three languages: English, French and German. Read it once."

Qiao Xun scanned it briefly and it was not difficult, so she read them all.

The supervisor was a little surprised.

She got up and left, asking Qiao Xun to wait here. About five minutes later, the supervisor came back, her expression a little more solemn than before. She said to Qiao Xun in a low voice: "Come with me!"

Qiao Xun felt a little uneasy.

The supervisor slowed down and explained to her: "Mr. Lu is short of a secretary. I recommended you to Secretary Qin. Now I will take you for an interview. Remember, Mr. Lu prefers submissive subordinates."

Qiao Xun nodded, but she couldn't help but said, "I came here to apply for a clerkship."

The supervisor's eyes were speechless.

After a long while, she slowly spoke: "The salary in the president's office is much richer than downstairs. There is such a good opportunity, why don't you seize it vigorously?"

Qiao Xun needed a job, and she didn't dare to say anything.

While they were talking, they arrived at the door of the president's office. The supervisor knocked on the door, and a deep voice came from inside: "Come in!"

The supervisor opened the door and asked Qiao Xun to go in. She said, "The president doesn't like to be disturbed by others."

By the time Qiao Xun came to his senses, he was already at the office door.

Her back was against the door panel.

The beautifully decorated office is full of luxury and taste. Behind the dark wood desk sits the president of the Lu Group. He is young and handsome, and his whole person exudes an ascetic and stern air.

It was him, the man who forcibly kissed her!

He turned out to be the president of Lu Corporation.

Qiao Xun bit his lip and stared at him... his back was pressed against the door panel, and his whole person was in a self-protective posture.

The man saw her too.

His serious eyebrows seemed to be a little surprised, but they soon returned to normal. He put down a diamond ring he was playing with... The 5.2-carat diamond was dazzling under the light.

Qiao Xun took a second look.

Lu Ze lowered his eyes, then looked at her again, and explained in a mute voice: "It's my wife's wedding ring!"

He didn't intend to say too much. He picked up the information he had just sent in and said in a businesslike manner: "Foreign language and shorthand are no problem! But as my personal secretary, I have some other requirements to tell you first."

Personal secretary...

Qiao Xun didn't understand, how could he become a personal secretary?

Lu Ze said in a calm tone: "You need to be on call 24 hours a day. In addition to handling some simple official business and arranging itineraries, you also need to help me take care of the lounge, as well as the bedrooms and cloakrooms in the villa... Help me choose travel options every day. Clothes and accessories, shirts and trousers should be ironed in advance and hung outside separately. In addition, my wife and I have two children. Occasionally you need to take care of them, make them some snacks, or help them with their homework... By the way Miss Qiao, do you have a driver’s license?”

Without any hesitation, he listed 1234.

Qiao Xun's face turned red and white.

She's not stupid, she thinks he did it on purpose.

What he said was not a job as a personal secretary at all, but rather something that the wife should do. She did not agree and refused directly: "Mr. Lu, I can't do what you said!"

"Can't do it?"

Lu Ze raised his eyebrows slightly. He did not force her, but leaned forward and pressed the inner line, and said in a stern voice: "Come and take the person away!"

He is so crisp and neat,

Qiao Xun felt that she had misunderstood him. She couldn't help but said: "Mr. Lu, just now..."

Lu Ze didn't let her continue.

He leaned back, leaned back in the chair easily, and said calmly: "There is no need to explain! If you don't want this job, just go out... I need to rest."

He is harsh and inhumane.

Only then did Qiao Xun realize that the person he was stepping on was his company, and the man in front of him was the president of the Lu family who controlled tens of thousands of people, not the prostitute who kissed and touched her in the hotel.

It's not good for her to stay any longer.

Qiao Xun opened the door and walked out. Only when she walked outside did she feel that the oppressive feeling had faded a little...

she does not know,

Inside, Lu Ze kept looking at the door panel, his eyes quietly moistening.

Outside, the supervisor came over and complained about Qiao Xun: "Why don't you seize such a good opportunity? You know how hard it is to find a job now. How many young girls do you know who want to study with Mr. Lu?"

Qiao Xun said: "I am no longer a little girl!"

She doesn't know her past, and she has even forgotten who she is, but there are faint stretch marks on her belly... She has had a lover, and she has given birth to children.

The supervisor was speechless for a moment.

She walked Qiao Xun to the elevator, watched Qiao Xun enter the elevator, and returned to the president's office to resume her life.

Lu Ze stood at an altitude of more than 60 floors, looking down in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows. When he heard the door open, he asked softly: "Has everything been arranged by the agency?"

The supervisor smiled: "Don't worry, Mr. Lu, everything has been arranged. At most half a month, Mrs. Lu...Miss Qiao will definitely come back. At that time, she will be willing to study with you."

Lu Ze leaned forward and spread his hands to hold the glass.

He was wearing a snow-white shirt and black trousers, with a belt around his waist that tied the shirt tightly, making him look noble and ascetic.

His back and posture are indescribably pleasing to the eye.

After the supervisor finished speaking, Lu Ze smiled softly and said, "You're really into the role!... Okay, let's get on with it!"

When others left, he looked at the people appearing downstairs.

The eyes are nostalgic!

……

Qiao Xun ran into obstacles everywhere and never found a job. She had saved and saved, but the money in her wallet was still slowly depleted.

She was so desperate that she could barely afford a piece of cake.

That night, she called the agency and asked them to give her another chance to interview.

While checking information over there, he muttered: "You missed such a good opportunity from the Lu family. Where can you find it now? They are all full... By the way, Lu family's position is still vacant. How many people have they hired?" I called you once, why don’t you think about it? President Lu’s personal secretary’s salary is 8! I even want to go!”

Qiao Xun originally refused.

But when she heard the amount, she stammered: "How much? How much did you say?"

The agent was categorical: "8! This does not include other benefits. They also have housing subsidies, transportation..."

Qiao Xun said categorically: "I need this job."

The agent was silent for a long time and said softly: "Then I will arrange it for you? ... You have to perform well this time. If you mess up again, prepare to drink the northwest wind!"

Qiao Xun promised again and again and got the chance.

After hanging up the phone, she clasped her hands and couldn't believe her good luck. The monthly salary of 8 yuan... If she works for three years, she can save a small house. If she can find her family and children in the future, they will also have a home.

Thinking of those, her eyes were a little dazed.

Who is she?

Over there, Lu Ze had already received the news. He raised his head slightly and his Adam's apple couldn't help but twitch.

Xiaoxun is back.

She slowly walked back to him...