When he arrived at the door of the company, Xiang Xiaochuang actually felt a feeling of "being more timid when he was close to home". He looked at the towering building hesitantly and hesitated to step up the steps in front of the building.
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing." Xiang Xiaochuang shook his head in despair and quickly stepped up the two steps, but because he was walking in a hurry, he almost fell. Du Jiawen was startled and reached out to help Xiang Xiaochuang, who was standing taller than her.
Du Jiawen, who was a few steps up, was in a trance for a moment.
Under the sun, Du Jiawen looked like the Greek god Apollo. She vaguely felt that the gap between her and him was not easily bridged. Her heart felt as painful as being pricked by the tip of a needle, and she quickly turned her head to face the sun.
That burst of tears was forcefully forced back.
I followed him silently and walked into the company's glass sensor door. I was almost holding my breath, trying my best to keep my facial expression calm. The short few dozen steps turned out to be as difficult as a long march of thousands of miles.
Until I entered the elevator, I still felt that those eyes on my back were like thorns.
"Are you tired from the plane ride?" Du Jiawen stroked her forehead sympathetically.
"It's okay." Xiang Xiaochuang's smile was very forced, and a thin layer of sweat on his vest stuck to his clothes. Even though he was wearing a quilted windbreaker, he still felt chilly.
He walked into his office as a habit, but was grabbed by Du Jiawen: "Xiaochuang, you forgot, which room is your office... But to be honest, I still hope you are in the original one.
, there is a door that leads directly to my office..."
After being stunned for a moment, Xiang Xiaochuang realized the slight ambiguity in his tone, and immediately blushed and emphasized: "I'll sort out the things before moving them to the assistant's office."
"That's right, the secretary hasn't taken up the post yet, so you really need to take on the secretary's job first. I've already told the Human Resources Department that the chief secretary will be interviewed when the time comes, and you can help me pick one."
"Me?" Xiang Xiaochuang was stunned.
"Of course, you are my assistant. If you don't want to be as busy as Fang Tianwei, then choose someone with stronger capabilities."
"Am I really going to be your...assistant?" Xiang Xiaochuang still felt doubtful about his ability, "I've never done it..."
"You've never been a secretary, haven't you still done a good job? Xiaochuang, of course it's not good to be arrogant, but I don't like being too arrogant."
"Who wants you to like me..." Xiang Xiaochuang muttered, but his ambition was aroused in his heart, "Okay, I will try my best to be your assistant."
Du Jiawen nodded with satisfaction: "This is my good girl."
"But..." Xiang Xiaochuang added, "If you think I'm not qualified, let me go back to the finance department."
Du Jiawen was almost angry and stared at her.
Xiang Xiaochuang himself found it funny, stuck out his tongue, and fled into the secretary's room. Du Jiawen looked at her thin back, feeling a layer of worry for no reason.
After being away for more than a week, there was a backlog of countless official matters. There were countless documents piled up on the desk in the secretary's office. Xiang Xiaochuang quickly suppressed countless complicated thoughts and concentrated on the documents in front of him.
He neatly classified them into categories, put labels on the covers of some important documents, and brought them to Du Jiawen's office first.
Du Jiawen was meditating on the computer. A piece of paper on the table had been sketched by him and filled with messy numbers.
"President, these are documents that need to be issued urgently. Please review them first." Xiang Xiaochuang used a business-like tone and gently placed a stack of twenty or thirty documents on his desk.
"Okay, let's leave it for now." Du Jiawen replied absently, without even taking his eyes off the screen.
Xiang Xiaochuang glanced at the computer curiously, and the screen was filled with graphs. He thought it was probably the company's operating performance, so he didn't dare to look at it any longer. He turned around and wanted to leave quietly.
"Xiaochuang!" Du Jiawen called her.
Xiang Xiaochuang's hand had already grasped the doorknob. When he turned around and looked at his side face, he had nothing to say.
After hesitantly opening the door and stepping out, Du Jiawen stopped her again: "Xiaochang!"
"Huh?" she replied in confusion.
"Don't be too tired before you get off the plane. Lie down on the sofa in the reception room next door for a while."
Such thoughtfulness made Xiang Xiaochuang's eyes warm. He quickly lowered his head and blinked: "I'm not tired. I want to finish these things, so that I feel more at ease."
"It's okay, just pretend we're back a day late." Du Jiawen comforted with a smile.
How can there be such a metaphor? Xiang Xiaochuang gave a perfunctory "hmm", but returned to his office, cleaned up the files one by one, and put some unimportant files and information in the corner of his desk, so that he could take a step back.
Those that need to be dealt with are placed in another corner, and those that need to be dealt with urgently have already been carried over. The remaining number is not so impressive.
I breathed a sigh of relief when the beep of msn came from the computer.
Use the mouse to open it and see that it is Chen Mo's avatar.
Taking a moment to type "?" in his busy schedule, Chen Mo quickly sent over a line of text: "Xiao Chuang, are you back? How are you doing lately?"
The concern from his friends still made Xiang Xiaochuang feel warm in his heart. He couldn't help but smile, and Xiang Xiaochuang replied with one or two words: "Very good. I'm very busy now. I'll talk to you tomorrow."
Chen Mo obviously wanted to say something else, but in the end he only typed out a few words: "Okay, I won't disturb you."
This sentence seemed polite and distant, with a bit of unconscious flattery. Xiang Xiaochuang was stunned for a moment before returning a "goodbye" expression.
She and Chen Mo, after the battle for Shen Sidian, seemed to be unable to return to the intimacy they had before. And ever since they met in the small shop, Chen Mo's answers were obviously deliberate.
Xiang Xiaochuang shook his head, hoping that it was just his own sensitivity. Chen Mo was a cheerful girl and shouldn't be aggrieved because of her change in status.
Shaking her head, Xiang Xiaochuang organized the information on the computer and took a rough look at some of the documents she had received when she left. Some important ones were saved on the hard drive, while the unimportant ones were thrown into the "recycle bin."
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After half a day's work, Xiang Xiaochuang returned to the days of rushing out reports day and night, and he actually felt very fulfilled.
"Xiaochang!" Because she was too focused, she didn't even hear the sound of the door being opened until Du Jiawen called her out.
"It's almost ready. I've pulled out all the urgent tasks and will send them to your computer in a moment!" Xiang Xiaochuang replied, raising his head and lowering his head again.
"It's time to eat!" Du Jiawen reminded helplessly, there was someone who was more of a "workaholic" than him!
"Ah, yes." Xiang Xiaochuang looked at the time on the computer and agreed in a panic. He turned off the computer monitor and stood up. Suddenly, his eyesight went dark. He knew it was bad and wanted to grab something.
After holding on for a moment, the whole person fell down...