The next day, at dawn, she simply heard the sound of a man getting up and getting dressed. She didn't know how to deal with it. It would be hypocritical to say that she had forgotten what happened last night. She was not drunk, nor was she serious.
I didn’t realize it clearly, but I just gave in half-heartedly. I don’t quite understand what I was thinking at that time. Was it because he was the boss and couldn’t push back? In fact, it wasn’t the case, but there were too many examples of unspoken rules in this society. A little secretary of hers could really stand in the way.
Can he resist his attack?
Unless she has the idea that she no longer wants to work in this company, she may be able to resist to the death at that time. And even if she leaves the Rong family, I believe that with Rong Jue's power, she can find a job in any company in Roux City.
She can't get a job. Will she have to pay such a heavy price for this?
Even I didn't understand why I was able to analyze these principles so rationally at that time. But after dawn, there were ostriches who closed their eyes and pretended to be asleep, hoping to just hide their ears and pass by.
After a while, he closed the door and went out. Then he heard the sound of the door closing again, and he must have left.
Then she opened her eyes, glanced at the messy clothes on the floor, and couldn't help but smile bitterly. It wasn't that she wanted to be an ostrich, but it was just that she couldn't imagine that two people who had known each other for less than two days would actually roll onto the bed.
Today was Sunday, and she never had the guts to go to the company again. It seemed like she really needed to go to the hospital for a checkup because of her stomach problem. But on Sunday, the best experts and doctors were not there, so going there would be in vain.
She had to think carefully about how to face Rong Jue when she arrived at the company tomorrow. Originally it was only a superior-subordinate relationship, but now that this incident was involved, the relationship became much more complicated. Although the 50th floor belongs exclusively to the president and secretary
Yes, but there are still a few assistant secretaries in the secretary's office area. Otherwise, how could such a large company handle all the affairs with just one president's secretary?
The room was deserted, so she lingered on the bed for a while before finally getting up. There were some vegetables in the refrigerator, so she took them out and made some side dishes.
Who says that cooking must be done for others to eat? Sometimes you can’t treat yourself so badly. Especially if you have a glass-like stomach, you actually need these green foods. After you treat your stomach, you will obviously feel better.
I feel a lot more comfortable there, and it seems I will really have to eat less instant noodles in the future.
On Monday, I simply arrived at Rong's on time and took the elevator to the 50th floor.
She lowered her eyebrows and sat down at the desk, not even daring to raise her eyes to look at the president's office. But not looking, didn't mean it didn't exist. After a while, the bell on the desk rang. She almost jumped up and stared.
After calling the landline phone for a while, I knew it was an internal line without even looking. The person on the other end seemed to be very patient and kept ringing unhurriedly. I had no choice but to answer the phone. A nice male voice immediately came from the other end: "Why did it take you so long to answer the phone?
Telephone?"
She opened her mouth to find an excuse, but he didn't give her a chance and directly gave her an order: "Come in, I have something to do for you." Then the phone hung up and there was a "beep" sound.
After taking a few deep breaths to calm down, I walked to the door of the president's office, knocked politely twice, and after hearing the voice of "please come in" from inside, I pushed the door open and entered.
Rong Jue didn't raise his head, still buried in front of the computer. When she arrived, he pointed to the chair opposite and began to arrange the tasks. He didn't involve anything about last night at all, not even an ambiguous look.
Not conveyed. Seeing his businesslike appearance, Jian Jian couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. It seemed to be a commonplace thing. To Rong Jue, it was just a fallen leaf in the autumn wind. That's fine, don't involve it too much.
Don't put any emotion into the other person's life, it is purely a love story between a man and a woman. If you feel that it has faded by then, it is easy to get together and break up.
After thinking it through, she felt calm. This good mood lasted until get off work. She drove her car back from the parking lot, returned to the rental community, walked in, and lived her usual life.
Extremely regular. She still made two side dishes and washed and cooked rice. Based on what happened yesterday, it was a warning to her that she could no longer ignore the protests of her stomach.
After the dishes were served, the rice had to be put back into the pot later, otherwise the rice would be overcooked and would rot. So she poured a glass of water, leaned in front of the stove in the kitchen, and rubbed the uneven patterns on the cup. She had
I specifically checked what kind of flower this pattern is. Kale means kale.
He smiled, recovered his wandering thoughts, took a sip of hot tea, and went to make some rice.
As soon as she filled a bowl and walked out of the kitchen, she heard a strange doorbell ringing. When she walked to the table and put down the bowl, she realized that it was her doorbell. Sisi must have changed the doorbell when she came last time.
Now, she always felt that the previous doorbell was old-fashioned and monotonous, so she wanted to change it to a nicer one.
But she didn't know that what she said was nice was so shocking. Could it be that this girl came here to eat? But why didn't she call in advance? There were only two dishes, which weren't enough, and they were the tomato scrambled eggs that she complained about most.
After opening the door, I was stunned by the tall figure in front of me. The handsome face was still so charming, and it turned out to be Rong Jue.