Hit workers refuse to fall in love with BOSS

Qu Ziyue's hands froze in mid-air, the distance between the two of them was too close at the moment.

"Well, President, your eyes are red."

Xiao Cheng sighed, as if he was extremely tired, "I know, it's always like this."

Qu Ziyue: "Then bear with me a little longer, I'll do it as soon as possible."

"Well, but can you stop lying on top of me." Xiao Cheng lowered his eyes.

I don't have it, this is what the song thinks about more and more.

help!This is the thought after looking down at the song.

At some point, his posture changed from kneeling beside the sofa to lying on Xiao Cheng's body with half of his body.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Qu Zi Yue apologized.

After tossing for another 10 minutes, he finally took out the contact lens of Xiao Cheng's left eye, helped Xiao Cheng into the bedroom, Xiao Cheng took off the polo shirt and threw it away, and with difficulty, he took off his trousers and got into the bed with the edge of the bed.

Qu Ziyue stood behind him, pursed her lips, and looked at the ceiling.

The lights in the boss's house are so beautiful.

The more Qu Zi went up to him and asked if he wanted to turn off the light for him, Xiao Cheng opened his eyes slightly and said that the headlights were turned off, the more Qu Zi saw Xiao Cheng's eyes were red, he went to get a hot towel again: "President, why don't you turn off the light?" You put some heat on your eyes, I made them red."

Xiao Cheng was dizzy and sleepy, he closed his eyes after humming.

Covering his tired eyes with slightly hot towels, Xiao Cheng took a deep breath of comfort.

Qu Ziyue squatted at the head of the bed and looked at Xiao Cheng, waiting for the towel to cool down before taking it away.

After a few minutes, Quzi Yue stretched out his hand to try it out, and when it was almost done, he gently picked it up.

Xiao Cheng felt the weight disappear from his face, an unknown monosyllable came out of his throat, and he opened his eyes slightly.

He fell asleep just now, and when he saw the song, he immediately remembered what was going on. He stretched his arms to his forehead and closed his eyes: "Thank you, you have worked hard."

The more Qu Zi looked at his posture, he thought he was uncomfortable, and asked softly, "Are you uncomfortable?"

Xiao Cheng almost fell asleep.

"Well, I'm so tired."

Qu Zi Yue stopped breathing for two seconds and then left the room lightly. After leaving the community, he took a taxi for more than 20 minutes to get there. It was past one o'clock in the morning when he got home. I have to bury my head and sleep.

On the second day, Qu Yue was almost late, and when he arrived at the company, he found that Maggie and the president had already arrived.

Maggie didn't know what happened yesterday, but she thought it was a normal working day, and there was a video conference with the South China region in the afternoon, and she sent him the PPT given by Song Yue last night after a little modification.

"It's done pretty well, but some data is still not rigorous, but it's already done well for the first time."

Qu Ziyue said thank you to her, and when she looked up, she found that Maggie's dark circles were much worse than usual, and asked her if she hadn't had a good rest.

Maggie pursed her lips slightly and smiled: "I'm in the third trimester, sometimes I don't sleep very well."

Qu Ziyue didn't ask any more questions, after transferring the PPT to the USB flash drive, he knocked on his door with the resume that Xiao Cheng asked him to prepare yesterday.

"Come in."

Qu Zi found out that the president was on the phone, and he whispered some materials for the afternoon meeting.

"Let's put it there, go out first." Xiao Cheng's tone was cold.

"Ok."

After Qu Zi Yue went out, he continued with the phone in his hand: "Why did you put the phone back on me? I'm already like that, and I can still think about answering the phone."

The man on the other end of the phone didn't seem to get up yet, and his voice was muffled: "I'm not afraid that you'll get lost later or something, at least there's someone you can contact, and you won't let me go to the bathroom with you."

"Okay, okay, who was in that room last night, remember to investigate for me, don't really mess with someone who shouldn't be messed with." Xiao Cheng pressed his temple with one hand, and didn't sleep very well this time. Well, waking up early in the morning, the hangover that empties his body as he gets older.

Li Xiaoyao hummed, thought for two seconds, and decided to say: "There is something I have to tell you, although it sounds like a joke to me."

"Say it."

"Last night, that kid, who was your assistant, told me that he didn't think he was doing well as a personal assistant, that he wanted to grow up quickly, and that he would come forward if necessary, and that he could go to bed, maybe that's what he meant. .”

After Li Xiaoyao finished speaking, Xiao Cheng did not respond for a long time.

"Old Xiao?"

Xiao Cheng responded: "It's okay, I know, and he's not my personal assistant, he's the best Maggie, and he's done a good job in his position."

Li Xiaoyao laughed: "You explain to me what you are doing, you probably know it, and then don't make trouble like Alex's incident, it's disgusting to death."

"Okay." Xiao Cheng squeezed the armrest of the seat unconsciously: "He hasn't graduated yet, what kind of company do you think I am Apor? I'm trying to recruit those people."

The two exchanged a few more words and hung up the phone.

Li Xiaoyao is Xiao Cheng's college classmate, they live in the same dormitory, and both of their families are rich, but Li Xiaoyao is from Beijing, if you really think about it, Li Xiaoyao's family has a lot more foundation than Xiao Cheng.

The life trajectories of these two people were surprisingly similar before they graduated. They were both the second sons in their families, and they were both raised in poverty.

Originally, the later life trajectory should be quite similar, but in the first year after graduation, when both of them were working in their own company pretending to be unknown newcomers, an accident took away Xiao's parents, Xiao Cheng was just like that. go up.

24 years old, to be honest, it's too young, Apor is a group company, and all shareholders are eyeing it. Every time Xiao Cheng thinks of his years from 24 to 28, it was a hell on earth.

He thought about it countless times, or just like that, transfer the shares and give up the position of president.

When Xiao Cheng was in a daze on the chair, Maggie received a call.

"Mr. Xiao, An Ya sent two chief assistant resumes yesterday. I already talked on the phone. I made an appointment for one at 11:30 and one at [-]:[-]."

"Okay." Xiao Cheng agreed, Maggie's proficiency in controlling his time had reached the point of perfection, and this morning, he was free.

It's still an hour before eleven o'clock.

Xiao Cheng thought about it, and once again called up Qu Ziyue's resume from the computer and read it carefully.

Perhaps, he is really not suitable for this position. A newcomer who has just entered the workplace pushed him to this position before he recognized his career plan. The reason why he is willing to do it is because he is still too young. Taking chances too seriously, too...too naive and obedient.

How complicated this circle is, how much tricks this job has, after he tries it out and understands it, he might hate this job, and even hate himself and Apor.

Xiao Cheng silently made a decision, before closing Qu Ziyue's resume, he suddenly noticed the column of his hometown.

Linchuan.Xiao Cheng was very impressed with this place, it was a place supported by the Apor Foundation, and he went there once with his mother when he was in junior high school.

Xiao Cheng, who grew up in a big city, was dumbfounded when he went to that county for the first time, and was speechless. The school they visited was an elementary school, and Xiao Cheng didn't dare to recall the toilet. I waited until I returned to the hotel where I was staying.

In addition, it is also the place where Xiao's parents had an accident. The school building collapsed, buried nearly 100 people, and 17 people were killed. One of them was Xiao's father, and Xiao's mother was too sad two months later, and the rescue failed. .

Xiao Cheng didn't know why he suddenly thought of these things that made him feel uncomfortable when he thought about them. After closing Qu Ziyue's resume, he readjusted his mood, inserted the USB flash drive that Qu Ziyue brought, and followed the PPT.

At exactly eleven o'clock, Qu Ziyue called and said that the candidates for interviewing personal assistants had arrived.

Xiao Cheng tidied up his clothes and hair, he didn't wear contact lenses today, he was really hurt by the music last night, when he was looking at himself in front of the mirror, Xiao Cheng remembered for no reason that when he opened his eyes last night, The face of the song is getting closer to his own face.

It's too close, it's impolite, Xiao Cheng thought, if it wasn't for helping him take out the contact lenses, he would have been able to be punched flying by him.

Thinking about it, Xiao Cheng moved closer to the mirror, raised his chin slightly: "From this angle, he is still so handsome."

Qu Ziyue took the resume given by Anya and waited for a long time at the gate of Xiao Cheng before Xiao Cheng came out.

"Resume, President."

Xiao Cheng took it and asked, "Which room, take me there."

The more he listened to the tune, he quickly walked in front of Xiao Cheng, speeding up his pace to ensure that he could match the president's long legs.

When he walked to the door of the small conference room, Xiao Cheng asked him where is Maggie?

The more you don't know the tune, the more you say you don't know.In the past two days, Maggie seems to be often away from her work place, always making long phone calls, and her overall condition is not very good, but she feels that talking to the president like this is a bit like making a small report.

"Okay," Xiao Cheng said and walked into the meeting room, before the door closed automatically, he could still hear Xiao Cheng greet the other party in a friendly manner.

Qu Ziyue stood at the door for a while, then returned to his seat and began to review the plans for the third quarter submitted by various departments.

Xiao Cheng sat in his seat, resisting the urge to cross his legs, and listened to the self-introduction of the opposite candidate.

Opposite is a 28-year-old man. He was in sales at the beginning, a relatively traditional retail company, and later he became an assistant to the general manager of the sales department. The resulting smooth and... greasy.

Going out to socialize requires tact, but Xiao Cheng doesn't like being greasy.

No matter what the occasion is for socializing, sincerity is always the most important thing. Besides, this is Apor after all, and you don’t have to look at people everywhere and bow your knees. It’s better to be confident.

After chatting for nearly 10 minutes, Xiao Cheng still had no final decision in his mind. This person has a deep understanding of the business and is also a person with life experience. There is no problem at all in going out for entertainment and handling Xiao Cheng's daily needs.

But his conversation is greasy, and his style is even more old-fashioned than Xiao Cheng.

Xiao Cheng suddenly thought of something, and asked him: "If there is a temporary round of entertainment that changes from a tea tasting party to a golf round, and I am still wearing a complete suit at this time, and I don't bring a driver, I am waiting outside for my assistant to come and pick me up. How will you prepare?"

"First of all, I will find out where the golf course is and how long it will take me to get there to decide where I should go to prepare the corresponding clothing."

"Do you know anything about golf?" Xiao Cheng asked.

The other party pretended to be modest and smiled: "The general rules and points that should be paid attention to are still very clear, but the game skills are not so good."

Xiao Cheng: "The current situation is that I need you to go to my house to get my equipment. What does the equipment include?"

The other party talked eloquently, and even thought about who was present and what level of clubs they needed. It was a relatively complete and detailed answer.

But Xiao Cheng made a silent conclusion in his heart, he didn't expect to bring me a pair of socks of the same color.