secretary dare to speak out

haven't seen you for a long time? !

Humph.

Nakagawa Tomoya grinds his back molars so hard that the tooth surface is almost smooth, but he is skating on it.

Back in the day, if it wasn’t for proving that his singing voice was as good as his appearance, he would not have resisted all opinions and insisted on singing his own songs on the show. The next day, he was humiliated by major newspapers and magazines. The music industry disappeared without a trace. One year later, an ace composer and producer of "Nakagawa Kazuki" appeared. He kept a low profile and refused to accept any interviews. Someone called him Kanmi Kyohei of the Heisei era!

Luckily for her, she still remembered him. If she forgot him completely, then he would really vomit three catties of blood, not to mention changing the secretary, she might be fired directly.

However, for a man like him who has both inside and outside, who wants to have good looks, good figure, talent and talent, it's strange that she would forget about it.

Seeing that she still remembered him, he was inexplicably a little happy, so he decided to keep her first, and the secretary would not be replaced. Regarding the old grudges in the past, he just took this opportunity to have a grievance. , to be a gentleman from the beginning to the end, who is not too late to take revenge for ten years.

Then, the uncle, even though there was no audience, he still broke free from the quilt wrapped around his body, put his hand without the microphone on the vertical board at the head of the bed, his long legs stretched out boldly, and ordered the secretary to help immediately with a haughty face. He collected all the daily necessities, even designated brands, and strictly required her to bring all the necessities and clothes to the hotel within an hour.

because--

"I have no luggage."

Tomoya Nakagawa deliberately made such a trick, but he forgot that Lian Shuyu has never been a fuel-efficient lamp, even if he is the savior of the company, a great director, a well-known producer in Japan, and a rare and famous composer At home, she is neither humble nor overbearing, and she will not become a flatterer just because he is far superior to her status, she will only tell him the facts and reality frankly.

"Okay, then I would like to ask the director's height, weight, measurements, collar circumference, wrist circumference, ankle circumference, crotch length, arm length, neck length, foot length, foot width..."

"What..." It's both round and long, and now it's fireworks exploding, all in brilliance, is it deliberately confusing his mind? "Why do you want these things?"

She let out a faint sigh softly and slowly, which immediately made Tomoya Nakagawa feel like a fool.

"Director, without this information, I can't buy clothes for you carefully."

"I'll just wear XL." He almost growled.

"The XL size of each company is not the same. Even if the clothes made by the same company are slightly different, in order not to waste a trip, I also asked the director to give me detailed information. In addition, there are color preferences and styles. , brand, material..."

"Enough!" Who is making things difficult for whom now?

"If the director doesn't mind, I'll wait for the director at the gate in 10 minutes."

"What?" Why are you waiting for him?

"Take the director to buy various household necessities and clothing." Lian Shuyu's steady voice was expressionless.

"By the way, I like grass green, black and white. I don't see beauty or ugliness in other colors."

"..." Is this deliberately tricking him?

As long as you study his data a little bit, you should know that he hates grass green the most!

It's not turtles, it's not cattle and sheep, what the hell is green grass!

This woman's annoying index has risen again.

Now he and her not only have an old grudge, but also a new grudge.

"How did the director decide? Or should I help you choose..."

"I go!"

Just kidding, she put all her words in the front, can he not go?

If you don't go, the house will be full of horrible green grass later, and it's not the time of the ancient emperors. If you are upset, you can drag people out and beheaded. Maybe it's possible that he, the director, will be fired by the secretary.

Nakagawa Zhizai was so angry that his teeth were itching, but he didn't forget to add, "I'm going because I don't have confidence in your beauty. What kind of ghost is the green grass? There is something wrong with your eyes." She must never let her know that he is poor. , I can't think of a better trick!

Ten years ago, she said there was something wrong with her ears, and ten years later, she said that there was something wrong with her eyes. Lian Shuyu thought that his ability to swear hadn't improved at all.

"Okay, Director, see you in 10 minutes." After the conversation, Lian Shuyu hung up the phone.

What's the deal with always being so bland?

Tomoya Nakagawa slammed the phone onto the bed.

It's no talent to make things difficult for others, but being late doesn't need to be studied, anyone can do it.

He lukewarmly went to the bathroom to take a shower, tidied up the outside, took out mineral water from the refrigerator to drink, turned on the TV and switched from the first one to more than 100, after turning it off, he surfed the Internet and went to Yahoo Japan to read about Japan. News, and then pay attention to the trends of Taiwanese stars, and finally close the computer and put on clothes slowly.

Time, four and ten minutes have passed.

He was really surprised that the secretary didn't call to urge him.

When he went to the toilet again, washed his hands, and adjusted his bangs, he was already half an hour late when he appeared in the hotel lobby.

Lian Shuyu sat on the sofa and waited, swipe the phone with his slender fingers, looking focused, just a expressionless evening lady's face.

Looking carefully, ten years have not left any obvious marks on her face, a little sophistication has been added to her delicate and watery face, the corners of her lips seem to be tighter than before, but her clear eyes are still like a bottle The mineral water in it exudes a clean breath.

However, no one could see the emotion in those eyes.

Tomoya Nakagawa, a beautiful boy who could make girls scream crazily ten years ago, is still a handsome man who makes people palpitate ten years later.

He walked slowly, like a model walking a runway. There was no distinction between men and women in the hall, and the same eyes stopped on him. There were envy, jealousy, amazement, and throbbing. Only the woman in his sight was calm. There was no wave, she didn't notice him approaching at all, as if there was something in the phone that deserved her attention more than him.

He walked up to her and stood still in a suave posture. The background was a garden full of roses, and the pink bubbles that all the girls loved were floating in the sky.

His exclusive secretary was still staring at the phone, unaware that her master was so close to her, the refreshing smell of cologne wafted indistinctly, and the heat and humidity of Taipei suddenly became a Nordic style.

Red Deer Yelang!How insulated was this woman from him?

It was a blessing she had cultivated in three lifetimes that she could become his secretary. Why don't you hurry up and kneel down to pay respects, fully surrendering to the ground, and welcome the arrival of Mr. Director?

He just wanted her to take the initiative to discover his existence, so he was very stubborn and silent. As time passed, his feet were sore, but she remained motionless.

The anger of being left out quietly surged up.

What was it that made her look so intently, without realizing that there was an unparalleled handsome man standing in front of her? !

Nakagawa Tomoya tilted his head to one side, lowered his sunglasses, and peeked at the content on her phone.

When the shadow made her vision not so clear, Lian Shuyu suddenly found someone in front of her, raised her head, and met Nakagawa Tomoya who was trying to peek at the contents of her phone with a ridiculous posture.

"Director, you're late." She turned off the screen of her phone without any haste. In contrast, Nakagawa Zhiya, who quickly stood up straight, looked a little embarrassed.

OK, are you blaming him now?

Have you heard that the secretary will accuse the boss of being late?

"I just arrived in Taiwan, I'm very busy." He snorted coldly through his nostrils.

"If you have any business, you can ask me to help you."

He squinted at the face of the stone statue, "Help me get dressed? Or help me wash the fuck?"

"I can help you apply for a budget from the company and hire a caregiver." She returned calmly and gently.

Red Deer Yelang!He really wanted to punch her to pieces!

Junyan was distorted with anger, even wearing sunglasses could not conceal the anger on his face.

Still angry at every turn.

Seeing him in person, Lian Shuyu was moved by seeing an old friend, although this old friend didn't want to meet her again, after all, she was also one of the people who witnessed his dark history.

She was the only one in the whole company who knew his details clearly, maybe what he wanted to do the most right now was to kill her to silence her.

"Let's go." Nakagawa Tomoya walked towards the door angrily, with resentment in his heart.

"Director, the car is parked in the parking lot behind, please go here."

"You won't come and wait for me?" Want him to walk with her under the July sun and burn his flawless skin?

"Okay, Director."

Lian Shuyu agreed without hesitation, turned around and walked towards the back exit, leaving him alone in the hall.

Tomoya Nakagawa pursed her thin lips tightly, and put on her sunglasses angrily to hide her resentment.

It's exactly the same!

She always threw him away and minded her own business, completely ignoring his feelings.

Anyway, accompany him to the gate and drive again!

Red Deer Yelang!

The next day, Nakagawa Tomoya appeared in the company confidently and proudly, wearing the clothes he bought from a department store, with no trace of grass green visible from head to toe.

Xu Zhiyong, president of the Taiwan subsidiary, issued an announcement a week ago, so as soon as he stepped into the company's gate, he saw that all the company's employees had lined up and applauded warmly to welcome him.

Nakagawa Tomoya is a master of the record company and even an idol. Few people have such a combination of inside and outside, and they are born to be envied and hated.

"Who is this? I don't think I need to introduce it. Everyone knows everyone in the music industry. The Taiwan subsidiary is fortunate to have a music director. Zhizai's great achievements, but the person involved didn't bother to listen to a word.

The pupils behind the sunglasses swept across the employees, and finally froze on his hands clasped in front of his body. He stood upright, as if he was listening attentively to the CEO's hype.

"Let them go to work." When Xu Zhiyong reached a point of flattery, Zhiya Nakagawa, who didn't want to be punished to stand early in the morning, said, "Where is my office?"

"Everyone disband." Xu Zhiyong clapped his hands and said to Nakagawa Tomoya, "Please follow me."

Although the president has asked everyone to disband, many people still stayed where they were, wanting to take a closer look at their idols.

Those who did not leave also included Lian Shuyu.

Nakagawa Zhiya and Xu Zhiyong walked to the right, and Nakagawa Zhiya, who had been paying attention to Lianshuyu's movements, found that she looked like a statue again.

Some kind of speculation floated in his mind.

"President, please ask my secretary to come along."

"Okay." Xu Zhiyong turned his head and said loudly to Lian Shuyu, "Secretary Lian, please come here together."

The statue seemed to be infused with the fire of life in an instant, its eyelashes trembled, its face turned to their direction, and the little hands that were clasped were loosened, and they walked over quickly.

"President, director." Lian Shuyu bowed his head slightly, and his attitude was respectful.

"Take us to the superintendent's office."

"Okay, please follow me." Lian Shuyu made a "please" gesture with his palms up, and walked ahead of them.

Xu Zhiyong discussed the company's situation with Nakagawa Zhiya in a low voice, and Nakagawa Zhiya responded, but his eyes kept staring at Lian Shuyu's back.

I always feel that something is weird, but I can't tell where it is.

Nakagawa Tomoya's office has very good lighting. The glass windows are fully opened on one side, which attracts the bright sunlight from outside, and even a tiny dust can be clearly seen.

The tones are matched with his favorite white and red, and a set of maroon sofas are particularly dazzling in the white space.

As soon as Tomoya Nakagawa entered the office, he sat down on the soft sofa and reclined.

"Close the curtains." He frowned slightly and instructed Lian Shuyu, "I got up too early today, my eyes hurt like hell."

His schedule has never been fixed, and unless he meets people on official business, he usually doesn't see anyone before eleven o'clock.

The high-heeled shoes moved lightly on the light gray wooden wear-resistant floor, and the sun-shading curtains were closed, and the room quickly fell into darkness, and even the outlines of people were not very clear.

"President," Nakagawa Zhiya said to Xu Zhiyong, leaning on the back of the chair, "arrange a meeting for me tomorrow afternoon, and all senior executives will be present. Let me sleep now."

"No problem." Xu Zhiyong exited the office without hesitation.

Lian Shuyu adjusted the air conditioner to a comfortable temperature, took a glass of water and put it on the triangular low coffee table in front of the sofa, and then took out a thin air conditioner blanket from the wardrobe in the corner and put it on Nakagawa Zhiya.

"If the director has nothing to say, I will go out first."

From her behavior, I know that she is a careful person. I also studied his preferences beforehand, and know that he used to put a glass of water next to him when he sleeps. After standing for several minutes, she didn't notice his existence.

Nakagawa Tomoya grabbed the little hand that was about to leave, and asked, "You were at the airport yesterday, why didn't you recognize me?"

His appearance, appearance and figure are so outstanding and outstanding, even if he walks in the crowd, he can quickly get the attention of others, it is unreasonable for her to ignore him to such an extent.

What's more, they are still old acquaintances.

She knew who he was long ago, but he still didn't know anything about it at the time. Although the photos passed on to the subsidiary company were somewhat different from his own, it shouldn't be impossible for him to recognize him if he had met in the past.

Ten years hadn't left any marks on his face!

No matter how Nakagawa Zhizai thought about it, he felt that there was a ghost, which was illogical.

"I'm sorry," the eyes that were still bright in the dimness drifted to the right, "This is my negligence."

She is guilty.

Nakagawa Tomoya almost jumped up childishly, pointing at the tip of her nose and laughing, "Are you guilty, aren't you? Tell me, why didn't you recognize me at that time? There must be a ghost, tell me quickly, tell me quickly, Hurry up, hurry up, hurry up!"

But he is the director, and he is handsome, cute, men are jealous, and women are nympho. How can a perfect man like him be like a frizzy kid? It fits his image.

"I want you to tell me why?" He stretched out his foot and kicked off his shoe.

"To be honest with the director," Lian Shuyu confessed, "I'm in a daze."

If this question was asked by someone else, she would usually find excuses to evade it, but it was him who asked, so she was too lazy to do so.

Ten years ago, she could bluntly say that his singing voice was ugly, but ten years later, she would be afraid to say such trivial things as being in a daze.

"daze?"

"When I have nothing important to do, I usually fall into a daze very quickly."

Nakagawa Tomoya suddenly realized.

Could this be the main reason why she always has a deadpan expression on her face, so that people can't see what's going on in her head?

Because she wasn't thinking about anything at all, but was in a daze.

Not because he didn't notice him, but because he was in a daze.

He felt inexplicably happy and in a good mood.

"Then you were in a daze just now?"

"I'm sleeping."

"Ah?" Is it more exaggerated than being in a daze?

"I can sleep with my eyes open." When I was a student, I used this trick to pass many boring courses.

"You mean," he felt inexplicably upset at the moment, "my welcome meeting is not important, so you just fell asleep?"

"I probably know everything about the director, but the president may not know me." So there is no need to waste time listening to the superintendent's flattery.

She knows everything about him?

Nakagawa Tomoya's mood is so complicated, he is happy and a little unhappy, even he himself can't figure out the logic.

"What do you know?" With such a strong tone, you must try it.

He retracted his bare feet into the thin air-conditioning blanket, and leaned on the armrest leisurely.

"The director's singing voice is tone deaf..."

"Hello." Which pot is she opening or not?

Don't think that he doesn't hit women, if she wants to become No.1 in his history, he is very willing.

"I still have the CD you gave me when you were in Japan."

He froze for a moment, "Really?"

This woman is not only a part of his black history, but also owns his black history. He should kill her to silence her, sneak into her house and dig out the CD, and absolutely not let it go on the market!

But... But she still keeps the CD he gave him ten years ago?

The corners of her tightly pursed mouth twitched slightly, she wanted to smile but couldn't smile too openly, her lips were wrinkled into a slightly pouting smile, her eyebrows and eyes were slightly curved, and the background was brilliant fireworks.

"I've been trying to get someone to help me remove the vocals, but I forget about it when I put it away."

"..." The fireworks were suddenly doused by the sudden torrential rain.

"You finally decided to go behind the scenes, which is really the wisest choice."

"Get out!" The long finger pointed fiercely at the door.

"it is good."

She turned around and walked out of the office without any nonsense, as if she had expected him to drive her away, she didn't even make a sound of surprise, her face was as usual, as if she had just been stunned by accident.

Red Deer Yelang!

Tomoya Nakagawa grudged his fists with resentment.

He must spend a lot of money to hire an assassin to assassinate Lian Shuyu!

After an eight-hour meeting, the meeting ended at nine o'clock in the evening. From the president to the deputy manager, every supervisor was severely slapped by Nakagawa Tomoya.

Lian Shuyu, who was in charge of recording, was holding his laptop, and when he walked back to the office, he heard the manager of the marketing planning department complaining to the deputy director of the public relations department.

"Now that the recording industry is in such a downturn, how can we blame it all on us?"

"The new official takes office three fires," the deputy manager of the public relations department said coldly. "A boy who is only a few years old is talking nonsense to us. Does he know something about the Taiwan market?"

These two executives were both over forty years old, so they were a bit of a pedophile to Zhiya Nakagawa, who was only in his early thirties. How could he know that the more he wanted to show off Tomoya Nakagawa, the worse he would be punished.

"What kind of god is honored at such a young age, macrocephaly!"

"He really has some strength in creation, but who knows when he will be replaced..."

Lian Shuyu didn't listen any longer, and didn't disturb the criticism of the two, and returned to her seat at her usual pace.

During the meeting, she who was in charge of recording was surprised that Tomoya Nakagawa had done enough homework on the operation of the Taiwan subsidiary.

He yelled that the company is in the business of Chinese singers, sticks to the rules, is lazy and lazy, uses the method of digging out the only red star ten years ago, and uses it repeatedly, completely disregarding personal characteristics, creating uniqueness, just lazy and wanting to use it until old age, It's no wonder that the Chinese language department will be reduced to the downfall of the cutting department, and it is entirely their own fault.

His sentences were sharp, straight to the core, the veteran of the company was scolded, his face turned blue and white, he drank the boiling water on the table desperately, and stood up impulsively to argue with him, he seemed to have been prepared for a long time, turning words into fists, punching He punched the opponent to the ground, slumped on the seat, and spit out white foam.

It was brilliant.

Lian Shuyu secretly clapped his hands under the table, his mood was as excited as when he heard the music in PUB, and it lasted until the end of the meeting, unlike when he sang to the bottom of the valley when he opened his mouth to sing.

Because he was too excited, his handsome face flushed into a liver color, but in her eyes, he was even more handsome than before.

If Nakagawa Tomoya knew how much she admired him at that time, he would have happily flown to the sky, but all he saw was a secretary with a pretty face and a blank expression on the keyboard, no different from a robot Miss.

Lian Shuyu's office is next door to Nakagawa Tomoya, about three pings in size, and there is no door, so anyone who passes by can clearly see it.

When she turned on her laptop and backed up the minutes of the meeting just now, the internal phone rang, and the director who had just been criticized for macrocephaly called her over.

Nakagawa Tomoya didn't sit on the office chair, he thought the chair was too narrow and uncomfortable, and there was a huge thick desk in front of him, which made him feel suffocated by being locked up.

He was half lying on the comfortable sofa, his healthy body was wrapped in a messy air-conditioning blanket, he was holding an apple in his hand, and he had already taken several bites. He looked leisurely and contented. brutality.

Whether he is really capable, Lian Shuyu thinks she doesn't need to stand up for him, time will tell everything, besides, she is just a little secretary, and she is also a woman, if she speaks out against those senior executives without authorization, it is not difficult to imagine that she will be classified immediately Being a nympho, maybe it will affect his reputation, it's just some brainless women who are attracted to his appearance.

Ten years ago, she knew him when he was just a resident band musician. Although she didn't pay attention to him at the beginning because of his terrible singing voice, she later sorted out and found that the Japanese songs she liked had some Sixty percent of them are from him.

She has never been a star chaser. She simply likes a certain song and listens to it repeatedly. The story of the creator and the experience of the singer have nothing to do with her. When he entered Taiwan, it was two years later, and since he didn't use his real name, it was only natural that she didn't think of it.

"Help me sort out the content of Taiwan's singing competition programs in the past two years. If you want to edit them, don't show me the advertisements." He wants to know where the abilities of Taiwanese amateurs are now. "Visiting also stays."

"Please wait."

"I have to sort it out, don't throw me a bunch of program videos." He shouted to Lian Shuyu's back.

What wait?This job is not something that can be done in a few days.

After a while, Lian Shuyu who came back brought him a flash drive, and at the same time moved the laptop on his desk.

"This is the essence of the singing competitions of the past three years. They are classified by date, and the director can choose what he wants to see." Turning on the laptop, she inserted the flash drive into the slot.

"When did you finish it?" Strictly speaking, his time in Taiwan was only three days?

"I made preparations when I learned that the director was coming to Taiwan." She is a secretary, and she does everything that the boss thinks of and never thinks of.

"Then why didn't you bring it to me in the first place?" Did he have to ask before he would take it?

"The director didn't say anything."

"what?"

"I'm afraid you don't need it."

"Don't you want to show it in front of me?" He's the director, he's happy, it's either a promotion or a salary increase, why don't you come here to flatter me?

"The one who likes to show off is the first one who doesn't end well." She understands the truth of beating the first bird with a stick.

"Isn't that so?" Then he would have died a long time ago.

"Unless you are at the level of a director, you have the right to be in the limelight."

What happened today?

Aliens suddenly sneaked into the earth, captured the paralyzed girl on the spaceship for transformation, made that annoying mouth know how to speak human language?

But what she said is also true, and only a god-man like him is qualified to show off, and he is not afraid of being cut off with a single blow.

"Hmph." He couldn't suppress the smugness on his lips anymore, "Yes." Say more, say more.

Lian Shuyu himself took out a pack of potato chips and beer and put them on the table.

Tomoya Nakagawa was slightly dumbfounded.

Not bad, this guy has really studied his preferences, and knows that he likes potato chips with beer when watching movies.

Thinking that she had ulterior motives for him, he couldn't help being in a good mood.

"Then the director," Lian Shuyu said to Nakagawa Tomoya, who lifted the beer ring with a smile on the corner of his mouth, "If there is nothing else, I will get off work first."

"Are you going to get off work?" He looked up, his dull eyes showed that he couldn't understand these five words.

"It's already nine o'clock, three hours past the normal closing time."

The company clearly adopts a clock-in system, but it is actually a responsibility system. She does not leave until after get off work hours, and there is no overtime pay, unless she has written an overtime sheet in advance and stamped by her boss, and she has already finished her work, of course she can Go home to your heart.

"I haven't got off work yet, how can the secretary get off work?" Isn't the secretary supposed to arrive earlier than the boss and leave work later than the boss?

How could she "abandon" him alone in the office and leave work?

"The director only comes to work in the afternoon. If you look at the eight-hour labor service time," she looked at her watch, "you can leave work in 7 minutes."

"I want to stay in the company and watch the video." He almost said in a fit of anger.

Of course he could take the flash drive back to the hotel, connect the laptop to the [-]-inch big screen, lie on the bed, and have a leisurely bite of potato chips and a sip of beer, but he just wanted to vomit with her.

"Then I'll go first." Lian Shuyu completely ignored the anger on his face, without saying a word, he went back to the office to organize his belongings and prepare to clock out.

What is this sense of powerlessness towards his subordinates?

Tomoya Nakagawa angrily crushed the potato chips in the bag.

Just fire her before assassinating her!