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"I Heard I'm a Domineering President"

1.

I wore it, the protagonist, but it’s a pity that I wore it in a copycat novel with a strong local flavor. Others contracted the fish pond and I contracted the canteen. There is a long way to go to the peak of life and marry Bai Fumei.

Let's put it this way, I lost at the starting line from the name.

The middle two can be called Long Aotian, the traditional ones can be called Murong and Situ, but my name is Cai Duo.

That's right, there are many homophonic dishes, so you can imagine how tasteless my author is.

However, I don't give up, I am determined to turn the tide with my own strength and become a mudslide in the CEO world!

My canteen is located in the best part of the city center, on the most prosperous commercial street, and employs the best chefs.

The aromas of various dishes in the cafeteria are intertwined. As soon as I walked into the gate, I let out a "growl" in disappointment. Fortunately, the noise in the cafeteria perfectly covered up the embarrassing "growl". My domineering character set collapsed as soon as it came out.

I straightened my suit jacket and straightened my tie, with the corners of my mouth pressed down, and with a cold face, I walked towards our heroine without squinting.

During the short journey, I have already received countless jealous eyes from Yu Xinxian.

queue?These two words are not in my dictionary.

Heh, ordinary office workers are still trying to stop in front of me. They don't understand that as the president of the cafeteria, my jumping in line is not called cutting in line, but inspection.

In the window, wearing a white chef's uniform, the cooking master who actually has nothing to do with the chef, saw my hand shaking, and the meat in the spoon was shaken, and there was only scum left in an instant. This scene can't help but remind me of my youthful youth, the meat foam sprinkled under the setting sun...

"President, why are you here?"

I withdrew my thoughts, raised my chin proudly, waved my hands cruelly, and glanced sideways.

"What's the main course for today?"

"palace……"

Before Master Dacai could finish speaking, the hostess interrupted him angrily, and said loudly, "Broken chicken!"

As soon as I got cold, I turned my head without changing my face, continued to maintain a contemptuous posture, and frowned slightly.

"who are you?"

"Who am I?" The heroine pointed at the tip of her nose, and I laughed angrily, "I am an ordinary employee who made you stand in line for 10 minutes, and finally didn't even have to eat fast meat!"

"very good."

Ordinary employees are really standard for Cinderella.

I raised the corners of my mouth, quickly adjusted my posture before my neck stiffened, leaned over to get closer to her face, and carefully observed the small freckles on both sides of the bridge of her nose.

One, two, three...

When I counted to the eighth, I pulled away and looked at her flushed cheeks with satisfaction.

"Do you like Kung Pao Chicken?"

She poked her neck and said, "Not only do I like Kung Pao Chicken, I also like sweet and sour pork ribs, shredded pork with green peppers, fish head with chopped peppers, mapo tofu, and mutton fried with green onions!"

I was successfully told by the hostess that I was hungry with a long list of dish names. I am such a pure and unpretentious foodie, and I like to eat thick oil and heavy sauce.

It's a pity that she met me and was destined to experience wind and rain.

"From today on," I stared into her eyes and announced word by word, "All these dishes will be replaced with stewed cabbage, green vegetables, potatoes, radishes, and steamed buns!"

The hostess was so angry that she pointed at me and cursed: "Fascist, tyrant!"

Even the cooking master next to him showed a troubled expression: "Isn't it good for the president?"

"Not good?" I sneered, "Do you want to change the employees' meals?"

"No, no, no," Master Dacai said with a flattering smile, "Nowadays, the sub-health of young people is so serious, they should eat something light."

"Then it's decided, the menu will be changed tomorrow."

The heroine's face was crooked: "How dare you!"

I laughed: "Why don't I dare." As I said that, I moved closer to her again.

She took a step back, her momentum weakened instantly, and she stammered, "You, what do you want to do?"

Don't do anything, I just take a closer look, in case she has a plastic face, and her face is crooked and she doesn't go back, what can I do?

But I can't say it any more, it's just talking to the CEO, neither domineering nor cold.

So, I smiled inscrutablely, admiring the appearance of the heroine gnashing her teeth for the last time, and then, under the angry eyes of everyone who dared not speak out, dragging my hungry body, I struggled to maintain the domineering president Fan, and walked out of the cafeteria step by step .

If I can't eat it, you don't even want to eat it, I am the master of my cafeteria.

Humph.

Back at the office, I ate the rice balls I kept, looked at the sky outside the window, and began to feel melancholy at a four- to five-degree angle.

Fortunately, the hostess didn't mention my favorite fish-flavored shredded pork, otherwise I might not be able to keep my domineering style.

But she doesn't like fish-flavored shredded pork, I really owe it!

Just as I was thinking about something, a voice that made my hair stand on end suddenly sounded.

"What a big style, you."

Shi Shiran, the real president who sits in the entire office building, walked into my office, stopped in front of my desk, propped up his hands, and immediately pressed down his tall body, and sprayed hot breath in my ears.

"I heard that you belittled my sister in public?"

--younger sister? !

What about ordinary employees?Hostess, as a silly Baitian, you actually secretly set yourself up as a white and rich beauty.

I spit on you!

2.

I really dislike Lin Tianang, obviously the whole novel is fake, so don’t let it go, even the heroine is directly called Lin Tianran, who is just a dumbass, but he insists on sticking to the bottom line and trying to be a clean stream.

Why bother?

There are no two tigers on one mountain, and two presidents on the first floor. Although I am similar in essence to a contractor, at most I can be considered half a president, but at least I have the aura of a protagonist.

I have regressed enough, I only want to be domineering, not cold, and I have given him the attributes that are the easiest to pretend to be. He is not satisfied, and puts "dominant style" in front of me all day long.

I am so angry that I am really domineering than him, financial resources, height, appearance, everything is so small.

Even the name, I have one word less than him! Unbelievable!

I think it is very necessary for me to have a heart-to-heart talk with the author. If she continues to write like this, my status as the protagonist is in jeopardy. The copycat novel is about to become a fan novel, and it is still the OOC kind.

Thinking of this, I turned my head uncomfortably, glanced at him, nuzzled my chin, and signaled him to sit down and talk.

Sticking so close, he smelled rice balls as soon as I opened my mouth. Thanks to my cleverness, I didn't fall into his trap.

His black eyes looked at me for a long time, and then he slowly sat down on the reception chair opposite.

I let him see, and I was very proud.

Sorry about you, I just used this "electric eye" trick on your sister.

Sure enough, compared with me, he is just one move behind.

Because I won by one chip, I saw the face of the "defeated man" much more pleasing to the eye, and poured him a glass of water myself.

"Did you take the medicine?" He asked me with a half-smile.

"Afraid?" I raised my eyebrows.

"Scared." He said.

"Afraid that I will give you laxatives?" I laughed at him for his backward thinking.

"Aphrodisiac." After speaking, he drank it down.

"..."

I beg you to cherish your aloofness, and return it to me if you don't want it.

I coughed twice and then asked, "Do you like cute little animals?"

He said, "Why, want to change the subject?"

"You are the one who talked about other topics first." I said displeased.

He raised his head with his right hand, looked at me, and said meaningfully: "I like those who love fried hair."

"good."

I nodded slightly, but I was a little self-aware, and I didn't want to take away the attribute of "contrast cuteness".

He asked back: "Why do you ask this, do you like cute little animals?"

"Of course." I didn't hesitate to label myself, despite my aggressive appearance, I was still very gentle in my heart.

"If you like my sister, I advise you to die as soon as possible." He rubbed the rim of his cup and gave me a deep look.

"What if your sister likes me?" I challenged.

"That's easy," he said slowly, "send her to the hospital for vision correction."

My liver was furious: "What do you mean, I can't look good enough for her?"

"No, she fell in love with someone she shouldn't be looking at." Lin Tianang said and began to show that malicious smile again.

I have reason to suspect that the author is going to shamelessly sell this unpopular copycat novel!

I immediately said righteously: "I like it, no one can change it."

He chuckled: "No one will compete with you for corn bread."

I looked at him contemptuously. From what I said, he heard that I like steamed corn bread. With such an IQ, I can only be the president of a copycat novel.

Lin Tianang seemed to understand my gaze, and leaned back, erecting his slender legs.

"Sorry, I convince people by appearance."

I clicked my tongue.

He smiled: "Not convinced?"

I said: "Submit."

I am convinced, after all, people are shameless and invincible.

Girls who read the article, please have some snacks.

Domineering president?nonexistent.

Cold CEO?nonexistent.

"If you're just here to threaten me to stay away from your sister, then you can go." I gave the order to evict the guest.

"I can go, but you must add Kung Pao Chicken to the menu." He put his legs away and said seriously.

Dare to go around such a big circle, you brothers and sisters have the same taste.

"Don't talk." I waved my hand.

He narrowed his eyes, exuding a dangerous aura around him: "Don't force me."

"So what if I force you?" I refused to budge.

He stood up and lowered his voice: "Cut your rent in half."

I gasped, I didn't expect him to think of me as a philistine.

Whether it is bearable or unbearable, I gritted my teeth and said, "One, three, five Kung Pao chicken, two, four, six shredded pork with green peppers."

"make a deal."

We held hands together and concluded a historic business meeting.

Sending Lin Tianang away, I let out a long sigh of relief.

After a while, the little secretary walked in.

"President, is the person who just came here Mr. Lin?"

I nodded slightly: "He is indeed a difficult opponent."

The little secretary pushed his glasses and asked in surprise, "Mr. Lin is going to open a cafeteria?"

I looked at her strangely, where did the gossip come from.

The little secretary said "Oh": "I thought you were the relationship between the tenant and the charterer. I didn't expect you to be able to compete."

I don't dislike her stupidity either, I shook my head: "So you are the secretary and I am the boss."

young secretary:"……"

I said, "What are you looking for?"

It's okay to go, the little pudding in my drawer hasn't been eaten yet.

The little secretary said "Oh" again, and pulled out a resume from the folder: "There is a person who insists on working in our cafeteria. I think he has a high degree of education, which is a bit strange."

I glanced at the photo and smiled.

Good-looking, and someone with a name and surname appeared in front of me, and the answer was already self-evident.

"Let him come," I looked at the little secretary and sighed, "You are still a little tender."

The little secretary trembled, and quickly put away the resume.

"Goodbye, President!"

I looked at her panicked back, took out my little pudding, and felt very happy.