Weather on Sunday, September 9: crisp autumn weather
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The once-raging discussion in the company about what a "special assistant" does has finally settled.
Because when the president occasionally goes to the employee cafeteria to eat, they will see a person running forward and serving tea and water; before the president goes out to do something, they will see a person rushing ahead, opening the door and clearing the way to welcome him; During the morning rush hour, I saw a man standing against the elevator door, silently bearing the angry looks of the people in the elevator, and then waiting for the CEO to walk in slowly.
Yes, this person is me, Xiaogong Guan Xiaobei.
Finally, my colleagues’ pity for my misstep turned into infinite sympathy: “The CEO is so insidious. He used the company’s money to hire a round-the-clock nanny for himself!”
Peter patted me on the shoulder and said, "Xiaobei, I was wrong. I shouldn't have misunderstood you for betraying yourself in vain. Now I know you have your difficulties."
I had mixed feelings and patted Peter's shoulder back.
On Friday evening, Yi Fan dismissed his four assistants in advance and let them spend the weekend, while I stayed with him to work a little longer. In the elevator after get off work, I met some colleagues who also worked overtime and came home late.
Together we went down to the lobby on the first floor of the company, and those beautiful girls bid farewell to Yi Fan one by one: "Goodbye, Mr. Yi! Have a nice weekend."
"Have a nice weekend." Yi Fan was not in a hurry to leave. He stood at the door and waved goodbye to them. His movements were free and refreshing, and his smile was still as warm as the spring breeze.
I stood beside Yi Fan, followed his gaze, and then saw the slender calves of the beauties.
hey-hey! After everyone left, I stepped forward and said sweetly: "Mr. Yi, I don't know what else you have to do. If there is nothing special to say, I will leave first. Oh, by the way, have a good weekend!"
Yi Fan turned to look at me, with a ferocious monster face from Ultraman.
Wow, Luoluo, Peter, Su, come and see! The legendary face-changing!
I calmed down and asked calmly, "Is there anything else that Mr. Yi needs me to do?"
Yi Fan stared at me for a while with a twisted face and said, "Aren't you tired of pretending all day?"
I was startled, then said with a bright smile: "Mr. Yi is joking. I love to laugh by nature, and my classmates at school call me a smiling angel."
"You can pretend if you want. Anyway, you've seen me roar, and I'm not afraid of you seeing my true face." This week, Yi Fan no longer put on a sinister and calculating face towards me, but became more and more... He revealed more and more of his irascible roaring leader nature.
"President, you are joking again. In my eyes, you will always be a person as warm as the spring breeze." I saw the corners of his mouth twitch twice. Yes, I just want you to hear the irony in my words, " Then I’ll leave first.”
I took two steps forward and suddenly thought, would he look at my calves the same way he looked at those beautiful colleagues? Looking back, I saw him staring at my legs thoughtfully.
"Guan Xiaobei," he called to me, "change a pair of shoes next time."
For a moment, I felt a little guilty and a little touched. It turned out that he was still a little bit human and understood the pain of wearing high heels for the first time as a child like me who had been running around in sneakers since childhood.
He went on to say: "Go and change into a pair of those stiletto heels. It's really a waste to wear the employee uniform with these aunty thick heels. Don't tell me that you have no money. I will pay you a salary and I know how much you earn! Buy a pair of shoes. There’s enough left for you to have lunch.”
...You also know that apart from buying shoes, my salary only has money for food!
I struggled all the way home and received a text message from Yi Fan as soon as I opened the door: Tomorrow at nine o'clock in the morning, I will reward you with a pair of high heels.
"Hmph! Don't look down on me, girl, I'm not such a person who is greedy for small profits!" I yelled.
"What's wrong?" Su came out of the kitchen, her eyes full of "Aren't you a person who is greedy for small profits?"
I was just about to reply to Yi Fan with a few upright words such as "Mighty and unyielding, rich and noble but not obscene", when I received another text message from him: If you don't go, the money for your pair of high heels will be deducted!
I quickly replied: Boss, please rest assured that I will arrive on time and try my best to promote your good deeds and fulfill your long-cherished wish.
"Do you still work overtime on weekends?" Su asked, glancing at my mobile phone, then her eyes changed to "I knew you were a person who was greedy for small profits!"
"Yes." I nodded, but I was still... looking forward to this unequal overtime requirement.
Let’s start from the first day of this week.
It was my first day when I was promoted to a part-time worker, and I still didn’t know what “time” the president had for me. Early in the morning, Rong Moyang came to my desk with a laptop: "Xiaobei, Mr. Yi wants you to go to his office and get this computer."
"Huh? Mr. Yi, so early?" I looked at my watch. It was less than eight o'clock. I am only a newbie who is so active.
"Yes, you should be with Mr. Yi during his 'other' time. I did the work for you, how can you thank me?"
"I see," I touched my chin pretending to think, "I can take over for you next time you meet with Mr. Yi."
"Thank you, no need. The little girl is very articulate." Rong Moyang smiled, "Hurry up, Mr. Yi is waiting for you."
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I knocked on the door and went in: "Morning, Mr. Yi. I heard you were looking for me."
"Sit down," he handed me a stack of paper, "look at this for me."
The first few pictures are Yi Fan's resume, and the last one has a printed website address. I looked through his resume and burst into tears. Is this what my mother often said, "People are more likely to die than others"
In his early thirties, he is in his prime, with a degree from a famous foreign university, and a series of shining resumes...
"How was it?" he asked.
"very good… "
"Tell me more specifically."
"Young talents, the pride of heaven, the pillar of the country, the hope of the nation..."
"Oh, then open that website and help me input the information. By the way, use my computer, not the company's machine."
ah? Could it be that you, talented man, are looking for another job? Yes, otherwise why can’t I use the company computer
Before entering the letters in the address bar, I had the forethought to put it on my arm. It is said that senior executives of large companies have their own secret ways to poach each other... I can't use it now, maybe in the future.
Type letters in the address bar and press Enter.
A pink page appeared, and a line of big words came into view—
True Love Alliance is an online matchmaking center for single white-collar workers.
…
I turned over the page, entered the URL again, and pressed Enter.
Still that happy pink picture.
I was stunned for a few seconds, then slowly turned to look at Yi Fan. I stared at him for a while, then turned to look at the screen.
When my eyes alternated between Yi Fan and the computer more than a dozen times, he finally couldn't help but speak: "Yes, you read that right... A friend of mine told me that address." His voice was very soft. , the edges of the ears are slightly red.
Brother, can you be more outrageous
Then, I burst out laughing.
I was locked up in a dark room again. When Yi Fan dragged me out with a dark face, I was lying on the ground beating the ground.
"I don't believe I can't cure you!" He dragged me and walked quickly to the conference room, "Go in." He pushed me inside.
I rushed into the conference room with a silly smile, and then immediately fell silent. All the senior executives in the room were looking at me. I immediately found a corner to sit down, borrowed paper and pen from Xu Ke, and pretended to record the meeting.
After about a quarter of an hour, Yi Fan came in and announced the meeting.
The meeting that afternoon didn't go well. Yi Fan kept a dark face, ruthlessly rejected several proposals, and harshly criticized several department managers. Everyone saw that something was wrong with him and prayed that the meeting would end quickly. However, Yi Fan delayed the meeting indefinitely, a full four hours. This is something that has never happened under Yi Fan, who has a concise and concise style.
Everyone was in pain, but I was the one who suffered the most.
I knew the reason for Yi Fan's anger, so as soon as I saw his pretentious face, I... used up all my willpower to resist the urge to scratch the wall, pound the table, and laugh loudly. Even though I endured this, I still laughed once or twice from time to time, which attracted the dissatisfied and condemning looks of many senior executives.
The conference room took on an unprecedentedly strange state that afternoon: an angry CEO, a group of cautious and bewildered executives, and me, who was suppressing a smile and snickering from time to time.
By the end of the session, I was internally injured.
When I met Luoluo in the corridor after get off work, she said to me with a grimace: "Today is really unlucky. Our manager was scolded by the president, and then he scolded us again!"
"I'm having a hard time today too."
"Really?" Luoluo looked at me suspiciously, "Then why did I hear that you laughed wildly in the men's restroom on the 23rd floor all morning today, causing all the male executives to run downstairs and fight for the restroom with the workers?"
He actually locked me in the men's room! Oops, I was laughing so hard that I didn’t even notice.
"What on earth made you laugh like this? Tell me."
I twisted my face and shook my head while holding back laughter. Only then did I realize that the most painful thing in the world is that there are gossips that cannot be talked about and embarrassing things that cannot be shared.
The extraordinary thing about Yi Fan is that he can regret it deeply in his heart while still forcing me to fill out the information on the matchmaking website.
What followed was a stormy week. Even the little security guard downstairs knew that the wind at the top was in the wrong direction, so he stood upright every day with fear. Looking at the entire company, the whole company is filled with gloom and gloom, and my happiness seems particularly heartless.
Yi Fan's mood eased slightly on Thursday afternoon, because he received a call from a matchmaking website.
"They said they looked at my information and thought I was in good condition, so they arranged for me the best resources they had..." Yi Fan was hesitant in his words, his eyes flickering, as if he was planning to laugh at me as soon as he found out that I was trying to laugh at him. Just drop the topic and kick me out.
I wanted to laugh, but seeing Yi Fan's somewhat embarrassed expression, I held back: "Cough, cough, what next?"
"Then they said they would arrange the time for me until half past nine on Saturday morning. What do you think about this?"
I have no idea.
"Then go ahead, it's a good thing." I said.
At 8:50 on Saturday morning, I received a call from Yi Fan: "Guan Xiaobei! Where are you? I've been here for a long time!"
At this time, I was running on the road to the coffee shop he had booked. "Boss, it's ten minutes to nine o'clock! Besides, didn't we make an appointment at half past nine?!"
"Your salary will be deducted if you are late!"
I have never heard of such a thing. I go on a blind date with my boss on my day off. Not to mention no overtime pay, but my salary will be deducted for being late! I hung up the phone angrily and continued running.
When I arrived at the coffee shop, the first thing I saw was Yi Fan sitting at a table in a shining suit.
"How was it?" he asked me.
Yi Fan is very handsome, and when he dresses up, he looks more dapper, but why does he exude a kind of... than my male classmates who put on ill-fitting suits for the first time in their lives and pretended to look for a job? It tastes even more green and astringent!
"Very good." I felt that I couldn't hit him, it was a bit insincere.
"Sit there," he pointed to the small table next to him. "You can have a good view of the two of us from this angle."
I thought I was only responsible for opening the show to enliven the atmosphere and then leaving quickly, but I didn’t expect that I would have to be the light bulb throughout the whole process! But when the boss spoke, I was just a searchlight and had to keep it on. So I sat in the same seat where I had fried rice last time at the five-star hotel.
It wasn't until 9:50 that the heroine appeared.
Two middle-aged women walked in one after another and seemed stunned when they saw Yi Fan. One of them walked up to Yi Fan and said: "Ah, Yi... Fan, Xiao Yi, right? I am Sister Zhang from Zhenqing.com, the one who called you? Do you remember? This is what I told you on the phone Lin Meijiao. Oh, I'm sorry, I'm a little late because of the traffic jam. Sit, sit, this kid is so polite. I have something to do and I'll leave first. You and Xiao Lin have a good chat. If you ask me, meeting each other is fate. We must have the courage to abandon the secular world. Thoughts, cherish the opportunity! Okay, I'll leave first, bye." After that, the aunt quickly withdrew, leaving behind a relatively younger woman.
Yi Fan looked at the middle-aged woman with heavy makeup opposite him and opened his mouth: "Ah... Auntie, ah, no, hello, eldest sister."
The woman laughed loudly: "You're welcome. If you're not a big sister, just call me Meijiao."
Seeing this, I stood up, carried my bag and walked out calmly. As soon as I went out, I ran away regardless of my ladylike image. I turned a corner and thought Yi Fan couldn't see me, so I immediately squatted in the corner and laughed.
A young mother passed by with her child, looked at me, picked up the child, and left quickly.
After a while, Yi Fan found me, kicked the wall next to me, and said bitterly: "I heard you laughing from inside."
I wiped my tears and was speechless.
"Let's go!" He dragged me up from the ground.
I stumbled to keep up. Hey, they all say that it takes ten years to laugh. Brother, you have made me more than thirty years younger this week. It really feels like I have been reborn as a human being.