"Secretary, please make ten copies of these documents."
"Secretary Xiang, remember to take this document to the president for signature later."
"To the secretary..."
"To the secretary..."
...
The whole morning, Xiang Ziyuan was like a top, so busy. After working as a secretary assistant for three years, she was suddenly promoted to the president's personal secretary. She was really uncomfortable for a while. The workload in one morning alone was more than before.
It lasted more than a week, and she was so busy that she didn't even have time to breathe.
Looking at the mountain of work in front of her, Xiang Ziwan's face turned the color of bitter melon. If she had known this, she might as well have stayed in the sales department as a small secretary assistant! At least her life was relatively leisurely. Of course.
, many things are not her choice, such as this promotion.
Of course, the workload has increased and her salary has doubled several times. This is probably the only place where she can comfort herself.
In fact, Zuo Zimo is not the only secretary. On the contrary, there is a separate secretarial department outside his office. There are almost a dozen secretaries in it, all working for him. But these people are all
She got in by relying on her own strength, and she is the only exception.
Everyone was unconvinced and looked at her a little more displeased. They deliberately left a lot of work to her. She took over so many tasks that they were not familiar with at once, coupled with her already confused personality, so
That will make things very confusing.
However, a secretary alone has so much work. I really don’t know how someone as a president gets through it every day.
Xiang Ziyuan sighed and was about to pick up the materials at hand to photocopy. Suddenly the phone on the table rang, and she picked it up and said, "Hello, this is the President's Secretariat!"
It was already lunch break time, and other colleagues in the office had already gone to the restaurant downstairs to eat, but she stayed until now because she had too many things on her hands.
"Why aren't you going to eat?" Unexpectedly, it was someone's deep and mellow voice.
"Huh?" Xiang Ziyuan raised her head subconsciously. Opposite her desk happened to be someone's office.
At this time, the office door was closed tightly, and she could not see the expressions of the people inside. She was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Oh, there are still some things that have not been done."
"Stop it, go to dinner with me." The person on the other end of the phone said calmly, in a usual commanding tone. It was just less cold and more gentle than usual.
"Ah? Isn't this not good?" Xiang Ziyuan couldn't help showing hesitation.
"What?" Zuo Zimo raised his eyebrows in confusion. At the same time, he stood up from the chair, took the phone and walked to the window, looking at the woman outside through the gap in the blinds.
"Didn't you promise me..."
Xiang Ziwan bit her lower lip and stood in front of her seat with an embarrassed expression.
Although she is confused, she is not dull. She can feel the hostility of others in the office towards her and understand the reasons why.
Everyone knew that she relied on connections to become his personal secretary, but they didn't know what the specific connections were. If she went to dinner with him at this time, wouldn't it be obvious to everyone that he was the one with her connections?
Everyone in the company doesn't know what to think of her in the future!