secretary dare to speak out

Red Deer Yelang!This woman will really cause trouble for him.

Afterwards, I asked the finance department, let alone 2000 million, even a budget of 100 million is more difficult than having a child, and Lian Shuyu's proposal somehow spread to other departments, even the president Xu Zhiyong used Xiaolu's eyes to attack, Ask him to apply for an activity budget with the Japanese head office, and the life and death of the Chinese department of the Taiwan subsidiary depends entirely on his word.

He should have figured out the financial situation of the Taiwan subsidiary first, before he made a fuss.

He really had his brains taken away, so he came to Taiwan on a whim, and sent a bold statement to save the Chinese department.

What does the life and death of the Chinese language department have to do with him!

The day he introduced himself must have been lack of sleep, he must have been dreaming, so he talked in his sleep.

Tomoya Nakagawa, who had just finished the phone call with the Japanese head office, put his feet on the desk in a very depressed mood, and made a bridge with his fingers.

The head office doesn't understand why they have to spend another 2000 million to organize activities, and it's for the subsidiary department that is about to be abolished. They told him not to waste time and go back to Japan. There is a big name that just ended the contract with the old owner. They are doing everything possible To get someone here, the other party likes his music very much, and the condition of the agreement is that he will create a new album by himself. As for the life and death of the Chinese language department, who cares about it!

Come on, he doesn't need to stay in Japan all the time to do this kind of thing, okay?

There was a singer who finished his album while on vacation in Rome. It was a trivial matter, but it was just to find a reason for him to return to Japan and give up Taiwan.

Think about it, why should he be persistent...

Knock Knock!

Someone knocked on the door.

Nakagawa Tomoya looked up, "Come in."

Nakagawa Tomoya's face changed slightly when he saw the petite figure whose height was propped up by the high heels.

And this man too!

The ungrateful "red deer" gets angry every time he sees her.

Lian Shuyu walked in with a bag of potato chips that he specially ordered to buy.

Nakagawa Tomoya is used to chewing potato chips when thinking about things, the crisp sound of "Coffee" didn't ring in his head, his head was like being locked in a secret room, blank.

"Director, has the Japanese head office agreed?" Before she went out, she helped him dial the phone to Japan, and now his phone has been put down, presumably they have talked for a while.

"No."

"The director wants to go back to Japan to talk?"

"What about going back to Japan?"

"We are very affectionate when we meet, especially according to the director's position in the company. If you go back to Japan to talk in person, the head office will definitely allocate funds." It is always difficult to refuse face to face, and he is also an important figure in the head office, Lian Shuyu believes. He just needs to go back and show his face, and everything will fall into place.

Is she complimenting him?

No, this is a conspiracy!

She wants him to show his old face to save the Chinese department!

"Why should I listen to you?" He pouted contemptuously.

"I'm just suggesting." Her voice softened slightly. "Only the director has the face to show his face and get a budget of 2000 million or even higher."

Being obedient is always helpful, especially when she deliberately made her voice softer than usual. Although Tomoya Nakagawa didn't notice it for a while, his consciousness had already received it, and his attitude softened. I just want to follow the direction of the head office and give up the Chinese department.

"I've already decided to go back to Japan to talk in person, and I don't need your reminder." He snorted coldly pretending to be contemptuous.

"Of course, the director is so smart." Lian Shuyu put the potato chips on the table, and opened the calendar with the other hand, as if he had prepared it long ago. "When will the director expect to return to Japan, which airline do you like to take, business class or first class?"

Why did he feel uncomfortable being placed together?

"I'll go back tomorrow...no, delivery on Thursday?"

Thursday is the day after tomorrow, so you must sit and watch the new car you just bought, and you can also mock and practice books a few times to sour her broken copper and iron.

This rare opportunity must be seized.

"Then I'll help the director book an air ticket for Thursday, the afternoon flight, and use the new car the director bought to take the director to the airport." Lian Shuyu raised his head from the calendar, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

She smiled.

He lost his mind.

So on Thursday afternoon, Tomoya Nakagawa flew back to Japan and asked for money.

The large floor-to-ceiling windows let in the sunlight, the waiter came over and pulled down the dark gray curtains, Lian Shuyu who was sitting by the window thanked him in a low voice, and turned on the vibrating cell phone beside him.

Sitting across from her, her friend Jian Jijia who had afternoon tea with her on Saturday afternoon put down the latte in her hand and poked her head curiously.

"Who Line you?" Jian Jijia asked curiously.

"Director."

"Is that the 'Fat Tiger' from ten years ago?" Jian Jijia couldn't help laughing when recalling Nakagawa Tomoya's terrifying singing voice.

A few days ago, when the two were talking on the phone, Jian Jijia was very excited when he heard that the new boss of Lian Shuyu turned out to be a boy he met in Japan ten years ago.

"Let's say you are destined?" In Jian Jijia's mind, she has already woven various love scenes with pink wool.

"It should be evil fate for him." The black history that he desperately wanted to erase, walked in front of him every day, he must really want to go crazy and collapse.

"How, did he express anything?" Jian Jijia was only concerned about this point, and it didn't matter whether the fate was bad or good.

"What does that mean?" Lian Shuyu didn't understand.

"Pursuing what you mean." Still need to ask?

"He'd rather drive me away."

She is his nightmare, who would be in a good mood when having nightmares every day?

No wonder his temper became more and more irritable, and he was angry at every turn.

"Really?"

Lian Shuyu nodded very positively, "Really."

"Hate..." Jian Jijia slumped her shoulders in frustration.

Jian Jijia is a passionate girl, she is cold and hot with Lian Shuyu, the two think and act completely differently, it is a miracle that they can become friends for many years.

"Yes." After reading the message, Lian Shuyu lowered his eyes and replied.

"Didn't you say that he needs a budget when he returns to Japan?"

"Yeah, it's almost here." The message he just sent was to tell the good news.

"So fast? Didn't you just go back two days?"

"According to his position, as long as someone appears, the money will be delivered without opening his mouth."

"So powerful?" What an extraordinary person. "So is he coming back?"

Lian Shuyu shook his head.

"He thinks that 2000 million is not enough, so he plans to ask the head office to increase the amount to [-] million yen." The president and the others will be so happy when they hear the news.

Jian Jijia looked at Lian Shuyu who replied with a smile on his face, "Aren't you tempted?"

Lian Shuyu raised his eyes, "What?"

"If I'm with such a powerful man, it's no wonder I'm not tempted." If she had to, she would have posted it already.

"You recently changed jobs, how about the boss?" Lian Shuyu directly changed the subject without answering.

Jian Jijia just changed her job last month, and her job title is also a secretary. She is a grocery store merchant. There are not many employees in the company, and there are only three main managers - the boss, the boss's wife, and the boss's son. The rest are delivery drivers and handlers. The packing staff is about ten.

Although the number of employees is small, its annual revenue is nearly one billion, and its net income is about [-] million. Judging from the appearance, it is impossible to see how deep the family's pockets are.

"It's very troublesome." Jian Jijia shook his head and cut a piece of cake in frustration.

"What's wrong?"

"He doesn't talk."

"Who doesn't talk?"

"The boss' son." Jian Jijia, who had a cake in his mouth, spoke a little vaguely.

"Isn't the little boss going to inherit the company in the future? When you first joined the company, didn't you say that the boss would retire in about five years?"

"That's right, that's why they hired a secretary. Starting from chores, he is actually a reserve cadre in the future." The prospect is not bad. "The question is, what do you do if you kill a boss who refuses to speak up?" She was so annoyed that she had already considered whether to resign these days.

"Did something ever happen to that little boss?"

Jian Jijia shrugged, "I don't know." Then she suddenly remembered that the topic had been changed. "Hey, hey, we're talking about you, hurry up and tell your old friend, do you have any secret love for "Fat Tiger"?"

"If you go to Japan, do you want to buy anything back?" Lian Shuyu changed the topic to another direction.

"Japan?" Jian Jijia looked up and thought. "Some off-the-shelf medicines, eye drops and other cosmeceutical items, as well as some special instant noodles."

"Special instant noodles..." Lian Shuyu's fingers quickly flew across the screen.

"Why do you ask this? Is "Fat Tiger" going to help us buy something?"

"He just mentioned it."

"Really?" Jian Jijia sat down on the chair beside her excitedly. "Tell him to buy me a steam eye mask, and..."

"Wait," Lian Shuyu raised his hand to stop her chattering. "Wait for his reply first."

"why?"

She smiled mysteriously, and when Line's reminder sounded, she turned the screen to Jian Jijia.

Jian Jijia took a closer look and read out what Nakagawa Zhizai had sent.

"Red Deer Yelang, you are my bundler and you buy so many things? It would be nice if I buy you a pack of biscuits!" Jian Jijia's mouth twitched. "Is he playing tricks? Why ask if you don't want to buy?"

"He's always like this." Lian Shuyu turned off the screen.

"You knew he would get angry and quit, and you passed it on purposely?" Jian Jijia had insight into his friend's intentions.

"It's quite fun." Anyway, he often didn't know what he was jumping for, and she was confused by the scolding, so the occasional little "revenge" didn't hurt.

Jian Jijia stared at Lian Shuyu thoughtfully.

"You have a ghost, I changed the subject several times." He refused to answer her directly, what kind of good friend?

"What should I do if my heart is moved?" Lian Shuyu asked his friend back.

Jian Jijia was overwhelmed by the question.

"Are you chasing back?" Lian Shuyu smiled and picked up the coffee cup. "Do not be silly."

Such an excellent man, how could she be the icing on the cake?

It's like putting another black ant in the middle of black ants. To Nakagawa Tomoya, it's just a group of black ants, so what's so rare.

Lian Shuyu had already seen through this point, so when she first thought he was cute and her heart began to tremble because of him, she suppressed this feeling.

"What kind of girl do you think he likes?" Jian Jijia asked.

"Maybe he likes a man."

"It's possible!" Jian Jijia nodded approvingly. "He's so good-looking and so talented, he's probably gay."

"I'd rather he likes men."

"Why? Then you're completely hopeless."

"At least, I won't be jealous!"

"Tsk tsk tsk," Jian Jijia shook her finger, "woman!"

Lian Shuyu smiled, picked up the coffee spoon and stirred the brown liquid in the cup.

If what he likes is a man, then there is no way to compare, and she will not feel lost, and she can continue to maintain a calm and indifferent way of doing things by his side.

This is her little selfishness.

Three days later, Tomoya Nakagawa returned to Taiwan from Japan.

Walking to the entry hall, he saw his conscience being eaten by dogs, and the ungrateful secretary stood in the crowd with a dull expression, turning a blind eye to him.

Looking at the others, even if they didn't pay attention to the inbound passengers, they would still swipe their mobile phones or tablet computers, and she was the only one who was in a daze.

Although he hates people being controlled by 3C products when they have nothing to do, being in a daze is just as resentful.

They didn't even notice him!

Red Deer Yelang!

He walked in front of Lian Shuyu, and before he could cover his ears, before she had time to recover, he flicked his index finger on her forehead.

With the soft sound of "dong", the unscrupulous secretary who suffered from facial nerve paralysis frowned because of the pain. The vertical crease really made him super happy to see it.

"Didn't you see me again?" He frowned.

"Director, how much budget do you get?" She asked right away.

A few days before he returned to Japan, he took the initiative to report the progress to her for some reason, but then there was no news. Lian Shuyu, who was used to his repeated attitude, didn't ask, anyway, he would know the answer when he came back.

Tomoya Nakagawa's handsome face pulled down.

Wouldn't you ask him first if he was tired from the journey, if he was hungry, and if he was thirsty?

Don't even care about caring, just think about money!

Realistic and heartless woman!

"Hmph." He deliberately snorted coldly, turned his head and left.

Lian Shuyu must have picked him up by car, so it is right to go in the direction of the parking lot.

Lian Shuyu grasped the straps of the shoulder bag, and jogged to keep up.

"The director must have got the budget, so he has the time to put on airs." She showed her a bad face.

"Maybe I didn't get it because I was in a bad mood."

"If you don't get it, you won't come back."

Why does she make such a judgment?

"Your self-esteem won't allow it." Lian Shuyu said directly.

Nakagawa Tomoya felt that his mood was very complicated.

He didn't know whether he should be happy that this woman knew him so well, or should he be upset about being seen through?

Sitting in the car and buckling the seat belt, Lian Shuyu asked, "Director, do you want to go back to the hotel or go to the office first?"

"Go back to the hotel first." It was almost four o'clock in the afternoon, and he stopped entering the company. "You ask the people in the planning department to draw up a proposal based on the idea I gave you at the time, and ask all senior executives to hold a lunch meeting at eleven o'clock tomorrow morning."

"The planning department started writing it the day you left the country." Lian Shuyu started the engine, "We believe that the director will definitely come back with the money."

"So sure?"

"Because you are a master!" Lian Shuyu turned the steering wheel and stepped on the accelerator. "There's nothing you can't do."

Except singing.

Is it "we"?

Or is it just her?

That day, she pointed directly at the tip of his nose and asked him to ask the head office for a budget. Looking back carefully, there was a certain look in her eyes, that's why he didn't have any resistance, so he followed her wishes and sold the money. His status and value in this company has given the Taiwan subsidiary a chance of life.

Was he hypnotized at all?

There is a saying in Chinese called... Following her way?

It must be so!

All of this was planned by the unscrupulous secretary!

"Tut!" He flicked his tongue and threw the travel bag he carried back onto the front passenger seat. "Take it."

"What is it?" Lian Shuyu was so busy concentrating on driving that he didn't have time to unzip the zipper.

"The things you want! Don't you want medicine, eye drops, instant noodles, biscuits, etc.? They are all over there, take them all back!"

Red Deer Yelang!He always only takes his luggage with him when he goes out, and he only buys the clothes and supplies he needs when he arrives in the local area. When did he carry such a big bag to go abroad?

"Didn't you just plan to buy me a pack of biscuits?" Could it be an angry word?

"Don't get me wrong, I was just doing it by hand. There happened to be a drug store near the company, so I just grabbed a few."

Lian Shuyu glanced at the travel bag on the right side out of the corner of his eye, the bulging volume, looked horizontally or vertically, would not be just "a few things".

"How much?"

"Who buys things based on the price? Poor ghosts are like this!" I bought her a car worth 150 million, so how can I count this little money? "I want to sleep don't disturb me!"

He lay across in the backseat and pulled his hat over his face.

Lian Shuyu stretched out his hand to touch the travel bag, "Thank you."

Nakagawa Tomoya didn't hear it, he was already asleep.

There was no movement at the rear, Lian Shuyu adjusted the air-conditioning in the car to a comfortable temperature, and drove towards Taipei with a smile on his face.

At 10:30 the next morning, Tomoya Nakagawa, who had had enough rest at the hotel, entered the company to prepare for a meeting.

When he arrived, he found that the unscrupulous secretary was not in his seat.

Where have people gone?

He haphazardly stopped a passing employee.

"Where's the secretary?"

"She should be in the project brokerage department."

"What is she doing there?" He didn't ask her to go to the project brokerage department to deal with things.

"The secretary of Manager Zeng Yihao of the Project Brokerage Department suffered from appendicitis and was resting at home, so Secretary Lian went to help."

"Aren't there other assistant secretaries in the secretary's office, why did you ask Secretary Lian to go?" It's unlikely that all those assistant secretaries will be laid off, right?

"I don't know, it was appointed by Zeng Li."

Tomoya Nakagawa waved his hand when he got the answer, walked into the office and wanted to make a call to the project brokerage department, and asked his secretary to come back. He picked up the phone and remembered - he was not familiar with this phone.

The only thing he can press are two keys - one is an "external line" that can be called to any corner of the world, and the other is an extension number to call the secretary, and he does not recognize all the others.

To find other supervisors, of course he wouldn't be the one to dial the phone himself. The secretary would make sure that he found someone before forwarding it to him, so how would he know the extension number of the manager of the project brokerage department?

And the person who answered the phone must be the secretary, and it was his secretary. He is a dignified director who is looking for a supervisor with a lower position than him from the secretary—his secretary?

How can I get by with this face?

Nakagawa Zhiya put his feet on the desk, opened the bottom drawer, and it was full of potato chips he brought back from Japan. He randomly pulled out a pack of seaweed flavor, and casually ate slices.

He still sent these potato chips, but the items for her were delivered directly.

Why did he spend so much effort on her?

In the end, the unscrupulous secretary let him eat potato chips alone in the office, while he was busy with other people's affairs.

He wanted to serve beer, but the refrigerator was in the secretary's office, and he didn't want to go get it himself at all.

Ma Lu Yelang, that is his exclusive secretary, how long has it been, and he still hasn't come back?

That guy who used to have something, dared to dig his secretary while he was away, and didn't return him even when the others came back, obviously he didn't take him seriously!

There is a saying in Chinese that is...it can be tolerated, but pigs cannot be tolerated.

As the name suggests, the stupid behavior of a pig cannot be tolerated!

Glancing at the desktop clock on the laptop that had only passed 3 minutes, he quickly retracted his legs, dropped the potato chips, rinsed his mouth with a drink of water, and strode out of the office.

Tomoya Nakagawa came to the office of the manager of the project brokerage department.

The groove next to the gate is the secretary's office. There is no shelter, and naturally there is no such thing as a door. It is easy to see what the secretary is busy with. Nakagawa Tomoya saw Lian Shuyu before he approached. Very busy, he tapped the keyboard quickly with ten fingers, staring at the screen without blinking.

If she hadn't moved her hand, he would really have thought that she had come here to be lazy and dazed.

"Hello." He tapped on the 24-inch LCD screen on the table, "Going back."

Lian Shuyu returned without looking up, "Wait until I finish my work here." His fingers were still dancing quickly on the keyboard, without any intention of stopping.

Boss Nakagawa Tomoya is upset.

Whose secretary is she?

What does it mean to wait for her to finish her work here?

Who is the boss?

It's him, it's him!

How is it now?

Arms bent outward?

Wall climbing?

Hmm... What is the proper way to express it in Chinese... By the way, why is he struggling with this?

Of course, his people can only do things for him. There are so many secretaries in the secretary's office, why do you have to have her?

Tomoya Nakagawa was full of anger, and was about to turn around and find the manager of the project brokerage department to have a big volcanic eruption. The door of the office on the side opened, and there was a man with a gentle appearance, even if he said he was handsome, at least he couldn't even see his taillights. , but wearing a pair of glasses gives people an "illusion" of good temperament.

"Shu Yu." Zeng Yihao walked directly towards the secretary's desk. "Em over there at the TV station? Come to show the content of the project, help me see if there are any problems with the details."

"it is good……"

"Not good!" Tomoya Nakagawa directly interrupted Lian Shuyu's agreement.

If someone borrows a "thing", doesn't he ask the "owner" first?

How do you write the word "polite", should he ask the primary school teacher to answer?

Zeng Yihao looked up at the man who was nearly ten centimeters taller than him, as if he just realized that there was someone standing in front of the desk.

"Director?"

What's with this questioning greeting?

Nakagawa Tomoya frowned in displeasure, and the accumulated wrinkles could directly pinch three mosquitoes to death.

He is such a tall person, with a height of 81, a weight of [-], a strong physique, long arms and legs, and a star-level handsome face, how could he be ignored?

Either this man did it on purpose, or—he glared angrily at someone who was still busy with his fingers and locked his eyes on the screen—this man only had Lian Shuyu in his eyes, and no one else existed!

"I'll take my secretary back." Nakagawa Tomoya looked directly at Zeng Yihao, who was smaller than him, through his nostrils.

"I have some things to ask Shu Yu to help me with, so..."

"If the Chinese department is abolished, you can just go home and eat yourself without a secretary, right?"

Shu Yu?

What is the book?

Who allowed him to be so intimate?

The life and death of the Chinese-speaking department of the entire company are in his hands, and he wants them all to pack up and walk, as long as there is one sentence.

Zeng Yihao couldn't react for a while, and asked stupidly, "Didn't the director already get the budget?"

The good news was just announced yesterday.

"I'm fine." Lian Shuyu pushed his chair and stood up quickly, "Zeng Li, you can ask someone else to do the other things. The director is back, and I have to take care of his things first."

"But..." Zeng Yihao, who was still out of the situation, clearly expressed his attachment and reluctance.

The volcanic magma on Nakagawa Tomoya's chest has begun to bubble.

Lian Shuyu nodded at Zeng Yihao, and quickly walked out of the desk, not giving Zeng Yihao any chance to say or make mistakes.

The director even threatened you to keep your eyes in vain, if you don't return the secretary, the project will be terminated immediately, the Chinese department will be abolished directly, and you are so stupid to assign work to keep the person?

Lian Shuyu really didn't know when Zeng Yihao's mind became so dull and his eyes became so bad.

"Director, let's go back to the office."

Tomoya Nakagawa, who "asked" the secretary back, stepped forward with his noble long legs, put his hands in his pockets, and his face was still angry.

"The director asked me to talk about the project? The planning department has already drawn up the outline..."

"No." Nakagawa Tomoya directly vetoed Lian Shuyu's guess.

"What kind of data is that?"

"I want beer."

"beer?"

"I want beer with my potato chips!"

Lian Shuyu stopped in her tracks, and the subtle expression changes formed the word "surprised" on her face.

Nakagawa Tomoya glared at the dereliction of duty secretary, "Bring two bottles of beer to my office, don't forget the ice."

After finishing speaking, he raised his jaw high, and stepped lightly up the stairs in a disdainful posture.

He went down from the [-]th floor of the director's office to the [-]th floor where the special brokerage department is located. He made a special trip to find the secretary back because he wanted her to get two cans of beer?

Lian Shuyu can't laugh or cry.

During this journey, he could carry a box back directly.

Why is that?

Is it just because my secretary is not happy to lend it to others?

The 31-year-old music director doesn't have the word "mature" in his dictionary...