Make sand sculptures, President!

As the Chinese New Year approaches, the whole group is filled with an atmosphere of not wanting to work hard. Even the CEO, who is the elite among the elite, cannot escape the "temptation to go home". Shut up that annoying relative at the dinner table.

Shadi Group has always paid attention to the creation of the company's environment, and the snack cabinet in the tea room has also been replaced with new year's goods in accordance with the situation. There are all kinds of small snacks such as gold coin chocolates and loose candies. They even took a red plate filled with melon seeds, peanuts and pistachios. It simply provides a full sense of atmosphere for Lajiachang, just a few decks of cards and mahjong.

So during the lunch break, everyone in the president's office consciously gathered in the tea room, chatting while kowtowing a handful of melon seeds and peanuts.

"When are you all leaving?"

"Walking in the sky or on the ground?"

Everyone's topic is going around and around, and they can't escape the unchanging Spring Festival travel. It doesn't matter whether they are flying, driving or squeezing the train. Thinking of the upcoming tough battle, they all start to scratch their heads.

"I envy the locals so much that they don't have to face the oppression of the Chinese population." A little girl complained, "The train station every time during the Spring Festival travel is the same as the swimming pool in the community when I was a child. There is no place to put my feet. I don't know. Thought I was doing ballet."

"Hey, Secretary Xiang." When everyone saw Secretary Xiang coming in, they greeted him enthusiastically, "Come and eat melon seeds with us?"

"No, thank you. Xiaosha can always smell it, so I'll have to blame me for eating alone." Xiang raised the delicate cup in his hand, "I'll make a cup of coffee for Xiaosha and go back. You guys continue talking."

They couldn't have freedom even during the lunch break, and everyone looked sympathetically at the secretary Xiang beside the president, put the melon seed plate back on the table, and continued to have fun.

Xiang secretary stuffed the coffee capsules into the coffee machine, touched a few nut crisps and put them in his pocket while waiting, and prepared to go back later to feed the naive boss who was eager and stubborn.

"Secretary Xiang, are you in time for the Spring Festival travel rush?"

Hearing someone calling him, he restrained the corners of his mouth that could not help but curl up because he thought of someone, and when he raised his head again, he had an extremely standard business and social face: "Of course I want to..."

"What is the Spring Festival? My secretary needs the Spring Festival?"

A strange voice came suddenly, and everyone turned their heads to find that it was Mr. Sha's first visit to the folks in private.

When Mr. Sha passed by the tea room this morning, he saw the colorful candy wrappers on the table through the half-closed door, and felt very itchy.Throughout the morning, he hinted to the secretary many times to get it for him, his eyelids blinked and cramped, and he didn't wait for a broken nut. At this moment, he finally couldn't help but took advantage of the time to make coffee to the secretary, and stepped on it in the name of the supervisor. Enter the chatter (tea) and nibble (water) room that does not conform to your identity.

As a native rich man, Mr. Sha has never experienced folk hardships since the fertilized egg period.In this regard, Xiaosha’s total experience is quite lacking, and his imagination is also very limited: Spring Festival travel should be... Carrying a red, white and blue woven bag to shuttle through the crowds of people and Douyin Kuaishou BGM, accompanied by the complex smell of instant noodles and crying babies He huddled in the narrow seat and bumped for more than ten hours.

Can't!How could Sha Diao's secretary be so downcast? If people found out, wouldn't they laugh at him as a leader for being too stingy?What's more, Secretary Xiang has worked hard by his side for a year, and he has to be severely punished on the way home. As a black-hearted boss, I can't bear to think about it.

In case Secretary Xiang was squeezed to death or smoked to death on the way, he would have everyone on the train be buried with him!

In order to protect the secretary's right to life and health, Mr. Sha waved his hand and said magnanimously, "I'll directly arrange a special plane to take you to your door."

To the secretary: what do you do?

Other people in the CEO's office: Didn't I knock melon seeds? Why did I suddenly start knocking CP?

Picking up the coffee cup to the secretary, he smiled at Xiaosha: "Thank you for being considerate of me, but I have already booked the air ticket and bus ticket."

"Mr. Sha, you are too eccentric! Secretary Xiang and I are in the same province. Look, can I hang out?"

Mr. Sha raised up his index finger and shook it: "You don't have a special plane, but you do have a red envelope for the Chinese New Year, and I have asked Secretary Xiang to put it on your desk." The implication is that if you take the red envelope, shut up and leave. gossip.

"Thank you Boss! Boss is so cool!"

In a joyous atmosphere, Zong Xiao Sha and Secretary Xiang returned to the president's office.

"Your coffee." Put the mug on the table to the secretary, "Your joke just now was too much, and I guess it has been misunderstood."

Xiao Sha is always stubborn in some aspects. He took a sip of his coffee and said strangely: "There is no misunderstanding. You are my full-time secretary. Can you be treated the same as them?"

Then he added very narcissistically: "Being my secretary, you earned it!"

"Look, the old money that sells daily necessities is like a senior disabled person, and hiring a secretary for everything in daily life is like an idiot"

"If you look at the Cai family boy who is engaged in metal, the secretary is not used to do things, but to do that..."

"Yes, you treat me well, I know." Secretary Xiang crossed the desk and whispered in Mr. Sha's ear, "But aren't you afraid that others will misunderstand that I have that kind of relationship with you?"

The special car and plane are a bit exaggerated, it seems like a foolish trick only used to tease Xiao Qinger. Although Secretary Xiang wants to be the president's man, he doesn't want to be such a shameful man.

Covering his reddened ears, Mr. Sha leaned on the wheels under the boss's chair and slid three meters away. He shrank his feet very vigilantly: "You are too shameless!"

Shock!I treat you as a serious secretary, but you are thinking about how to have some unscrupulous relationship?

Believe it or not, I will push you into the fire pit of the kid surnamed Cai to fulfill your wish?

"I'm joking with you. I'm not afraid of crooked shadows. If you're not afraid, I'm not afraid either." Xiang Secretary stepped up to Mr. Sha again, took out the candied cakes hidden in his pocket, peeled one and stuffed it into the other party's chest. With a bulging mouth, he coaxed, "Please eat candy, I wish you a happy new year in advance, and the new year is sweet and sweet."

The new year is only sweet with me.

"Is the mud really dripping at home..." Xiao Sha always asked vaguely.

Shaking his head to the secretary, he put all the remaining candies into his palm.

In the end, Secretary Xiang dragged his suitcase and left. On the early morning of the 29th, Xiao Sha sent away the secretary who had been with him for nearly 360 days at the entrance. Looking at the empty villa, his heart also became barren.

He didn't know when, he had gotten used to the sunken curvature on the other side of the sofa, the figure watering the flowers in the garden, or the somewhat blurred profile in the kitchen steam.Xiang Secretary's breath has penetrated into every corner of my life very strongly and irresistibly, and it has become an indispensable part of breathing when it merges with oxygen.

Secretary Xiang's hometown is in the mountains of a southern city, and after getting off the plane, he had to change into a green leather jacket and then transfer to a rural bus.The transportation is inconvenient and the signal is not smooth. Going back to the village is like repeating high school, being forced to return to the simple and primitive life without electronic information.

Before leaving, I explained my situation to the secretary again with Mr. Sha, and said that the mobile phone case can be turned into a waste brick. If there is any urgent matter, you have to find him through the country loudspeaker—I believe that Mr. Sha has this contact with the secretary. and ability to contact their village committee.Sure enough, before boarding the bus to the secretary, he reported his safety to Mr. Sha, but there was no news after that, as if the world had disappeared.

At the New Year's Eve dinner table, after drinking for three rounds, Xiao Sha always holds a mobile phone, staring in a daze at the head of the person who won't reply to the message, and suddenly feels a little dry in his heart.

It's such a hard time for a child, and the difficulties in my hometown are so difficult. It took a lot of hard work to get today's results.I have only seen similar descriptions of that kind of condition in the poverty alleviation column of CCTV news. It may not be so difficult and difficult, but it is enough to arouse the strong sympathy and protection desire of a mature man who has nowhere to vent.

It was the first time that Secretary Xiang taught Xiaosha the emotion called "missing". Although he couldn't tell whether it was because of habit or because of liking, at least he really felt the same chest tightness and shortness of breath with poor lung function.Despondently, he picked up the goblet containing the [-] Lafite, touched the moon and the distance outside the window, and silently said "Happy New Year".

It is said that the world is together at this time, and I hope that the moonlight can bring its blessings to the people who want to pass it on.

On TV, the host said "Happy New Year" to the people of the whole country, and the pace of the New Year has passed the old calendar.Almost at the same time, Mr. Sha's mobile phone beeped. He looked down and saw that it was an email from Xiang's secretary.

As if he finally found his lost child after many years, Mr. Sha immediately picked up his phone excitedly, wishing to pull up a banner to celebrate his long-lost secretary returning to the 21st century. During this time, he came across a wine glass and a bowl of sweet soup And a seasoning dish, the spices and juices mixed into a map of the world on the seat in front of him.

Lao Sha, who was at the side, slapped his 30-year-old but clumsy giant baby like a three-year-old on the head: "The fire in the backyard is not as urgent as you, and it will be a mess at the beginning of the new year."

Mr. Sha showed off his mobile phone under his father's eyelids, dragged his voice and said: "See, you sent me a New Year's email to the secretary!" How expensive are the emails flying out of the mountains with no network or signal? !Secretary Xiang must have a crush on me!

Mr. Lao Sha took out his mobile phone and showed his silly son the emails on the screen at the same time, with a sympathetic expression on his face: "What's the matter, I have it too."

As if unwilling to accept this painful reality, Mr. Sha immediately clicked on the email to check the content.

"I wish you and your family happiness, good health and success in your work."

The business-like mechanical blessing seems to be a cold program that has been set without any human warmth.

Good guy, is it really group hair?

It was thought that they were treated differently, but they were treated equally.

Mr. Sha: I miss my secretary, I pretend.

"You and Xiao Xiang have lived under the same roof for so long, and you still have a group relationship." Mr. Sha hates iron and steel, wishing to tie the two of them up and throw them on the same bed, "Can you do it?"

Mr. Sha angrily closed the email app amidst his father's cynicism, and retorted: "If you like being a matchmaker so much, you should find a matchmaking agency to retire and reappear. Secretary Xiang and I are innocent, don't ruin the reputation of our old Sha's family." !"

The other relatives at the dinner table also instantly joined in the most exciting topic of urging marriage, and each of them launched a team battle attack on the single Mr. Sha.

Xiaosha, who was losing ground, always ran away with his mobile phone in his arms, and even dropped a slipper because he was too embarrassed.While fleeing, the phone's second notification sounded again, and it was another email.

Mr. Sha clicked on it and saw that the sender was still Xiang Secretary, but this time it seemed to be an exclusive customization, which was unique to him in the world only.

"Shadiao, happy new year. In the new year, I will continue to be by your side."

It seemed that the man was standing in front of me at this moment, removing all the usual settings that fit the role of "Secretary Xiang", expressing his inner thoughts directly and purely.

This was the first time he called his own name, throwing away the shackles of that layer of identity, and putting each other in an equal and closer position.This is a sign of being a friend, but it doesn't seem to be enough to stay in the friend zone.

Without too many words, simple and plain words often have the magic power to make people's nose sore.I am remembered and valued by others, no matter what the reason is, whether it is flattery or flattery, or sincerity, Xiaosha is always touched at this moment.

He forgot to send the earliest New Year greetings to the big white goose, and seriously replied to the pre-set email with a mood that might be delayed by a week.

Mr. Sha: I miss my secretary, I didn't pretend!

The author says:

Mr. Sha: I miss you!

Secretary Xiang, who is not in the service area, is lying on the big tree at the entrance of the village looking for a signal

The transitional chapter, the next chapter is also, cultivate a relationship, and then quickly arrange to drop the horse to the secretary~