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"Whoever takes online matchmaking seriously these days is probably just playing with the mentality of giving it a try. Only a silly boy like Yi Fan can be so careful about everything. When people take a look, the information is so detailed and excellent. , met a liar, so they used their best resource, Miss Meijiao, to prepare for a meeting with this liar! Hahahaha, it made me laugh so hard." I lay on the bed and told Su about Yi Fan's blind date. After experiencing it, I couldn't help but hold my belly and roll over and over again.
"Stop laughing, you're almost a fool." Su Renjun couldn't help but look at me, "Hey, from the looks of it, do you think it's possible that Yi Fan is Chu'er? He's so innocent."
"No, he has studied abroad for many years. Foreign countries are so open, he must not be a virgin. Speaking of which, you have more experience than me."
"I don't mean physical, but psychological. Many people have countless sexual partners in their lives, but mentally they are always like a child who has not yet awakened their love." Su said.
"Oh, that's an interesting statement. But, Su," I continued to beat the bed, "this life is so joyful. It's a pity that I wrote that website address on my arm like a treasure."
On Monday, I was the first to come to the office, cleaned it briefly, and sat in my seat thinking. As I was thinking about it, I remembered that beautiful auntie who was still a mature woman, and she banged the table and laughed for a long time.
Two cold rays of light shone directly at me. I looked up and saw the president standing a few steps away. He said coldly: "Xu Ke, please note that Guan Xiaobei knocked on the table and destroyed the company's property for no reason. I told the finance department that half a month's salary will be deducted and the company's losses will be compensated." .”
Xu Ke knew that he was speaking out of anger, so he didn't take it seriously. He just mouthed behind him and asked me what was wrong.
I shook my head, shrugged and spread my hands, smiling to show my innocence.
Everyone expected that after a relaxing and happy weekend, the president would be able to shake off his depression and become as warm as the spring breeze again. Even Xu Ke, who has always been calm, had some complaints. As for me, I was pushed around by Yi Fan and encountered unprecedented ruthless suppression. Even lunch was done on the move with a plate in hand.
But I don't take it seriously. The horoscope "Mistresses, beautiful aunties" is my protective motto!
When I think of these words, I feel really high.
The president's situation was exactly the opposite of mine. His depression increased with my laughter. During the regular meeting on Monday, I fantasized: If I kept smiling so sinisterly at him across the table, would he be unable to control himself and roar in public
Sure enough, on Monday evening, the president had a small outburst.
When he was passing by the corridor, he suddenly pointed at a pot of tiger orchid on the flower stand and asked: "Why are these flowers yellow? How did you raise them? Who is responsible for raising them?! Shovel them off, shovel them off! Guan Xiaobei, go buy a new pot." of!"
Xu Ke gave Yi Fan a basic botany education on the side: "Mr. Yi, this is a tiger orchid..."
"Of course I know this is a tiger orchid, and I don't need you to tell me it's a tiger orchid!"
"But the tiger orchid has colorful patterns, otherwise why would it be called such a name?"
"Should it be yellow when it's called tiger orchid? Look at the tiger, is it yellow? It's a flower!"
Everyone felt speechlessly that the president was being unreasonable.
I quickly went up to smooth things over: "Everyone, stop arguing, I'm going to buy it right now. I'm young and I'm not the aunt of a MILF. It's okay to run errands. It's okay."
A few other people may find what I said a bit baffling. But after hearing this, Yi Fan twitched his eyebrows uncontrollably, and then suddenly shouted: "Buy two pots! Xu Ke, what is the biggest plant in the market? Oh, yes! Cactus! Guan Xiaobei, move two pots for me." Come back with the cactus! Take the bus, no taxis allowed, no one is allowed to help her!" After that, he slammed the door and went back to his office.
The five people watched his angry figure disappear into the president's office.
Alice's cold voice sounded behind me: "Xiaobei, I used to think that you were just lucky enough to be the assistant to the president. Now I realize that at your age, there are really few people with such a good temper and good temper. His demeanor is such that he can be so calm."
"You're flattered." I smiled openly.
Sister Alice, if you knew the truth, you would despise me.
All day long on Tuesday, Yi Fan received calls from one person continuously. What made me notice this was Yi Fan's strange posture when he answered the phone.
His whole process of answering the phone is as follows: the phone rings, he glances at the screen casually, then puts the phone to his nose thoughtfully for a while, presses the answer button, and says in his low and soft voice: "Hello, I'm Yi Fan, who are you?" What did the other party say? The strange thing happened at this moment. Yi Fan immediately sat up, with his upper body straight, his expression serious, and he said nervously, "Um, ah, yes, okay." .
His behavior reminded me of some past events. When I was five years old, a boy in my class was forced to take off his pants by me in the toilet, and he finally cried and complained to his aunt. When my aunt called my mother to question me, I looked so nervous and tense. I sum up this attitude as "the extreme guilt of having done something bad and then even being beaten to death without admitting it."
The numbers stored in Yi Fan's phone are all people who can see him alive. In layman's terms, they are colleagues, friends, and relatives. What kind of person can make him so nervous? My veins of curiosity were running wilder than ever.
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Yi Fan looked quite mysterious. I was ready for a protracted battle to steal this secret, but before the day was over, the mystery was revealed.
Alice received a phone call in the evening. Before she finished her standard "Hello, AC President's Office...", she heard the unique voice of an adolescent girl with a loud voice on the other end of the phone: "Hey, call me. Brother answered the phone, yes, it’s your boss. Why did he turn off his phone after I called him a few times? You tell him not to think too much. On weekends, my mother—ah, it’s Sister Zhang. You’ll know it as soon as you say Brother Fan. —Originally, he was going to take me on a blind date, but something suddenly happened to me, so I asked someone else to take my place... "
Alice said calmly and normally: "Please wait a moment, I will transfer you to the president." Then she went straight to Yi Fan's door - not a direct internal transfer, because before transferring, she usually said "Mr. Yi, xx is calling." "At this time, Alice must not know what to fill in this xx. She whispered: "Mr. Yi, your phone number."
The call was transferred to Yi Fan.
Alice put down the receiver and immediately went to the water dispenser at the door to fill the water. Elle and Rong Moyang gathered in front of the copier that they hadn't touched for a long time to print information. Even Xu Ke was serious about checking whether a painting at Yi Fan's door was hanging crookedly. It’s not that the senior executives don’t gossip, but they want to see whether the gossip can break through their layers of disguised minds and break through. Obviously, the news of Yi Fan's blind date has this kind of vitality.
There was an argument coming from the CEO's office. I opened the door and looked in uneasily, and vaguely heard a sentence: "You are willing to see that aunt Lin Meijiao, but you can't see me. Are you mentally retarded?"
Aunt Meijiao... Yi Fan's new death zone.
He was furious and overturned a pile of documents on the table.
Everyone looked at me at the door. So I walked in silently with the mentality of "If I can't be cannon fodder, who can be cannon fodder?"
I took the phone from Yi Fan's trembling hand: "You're a brain-dead girl. Your whole family is brain-dead! You can tell from your voice that you are a person with no breasts and no brains. Whether you are as good-looking as Lin Meijiao or not is a question. You want to see us The president’s beauties have all been queued up in the United States, and you’re not even qualified to carry his shoes. Meeting? Huh, don’t be so stupid and want to eat swan meat!” There was another round of yelling from the other side, and I ignored it and quickly hung up.
Yi Fan sat aside dejectedly.
I hate the iron is not made of steel: "When encountering this kind of situation, you usually have to retaliate. Although these words are a bit cruel to the child, in order not to be angry to death, I still don't care about being polite."
He explained: "I wanted to curse, but everything that came to my mouth was in English. I was afraid she wouldn't understand..."
… You are so understanding.
I walked out of the house, and the other four people were still standing outside the door with horrified expressions on their faces. I said calmly: "Please don't include what I just said on the phone into your impression of me. That is a very rare event. Also, please don't publicize the CEO's blind date to the outside world. This is for the sake of the company's image. It’s also for our own… safety.”
Needless to say, everyone just had a weird smile on their lips.
The controversy surrounding the president's first round of blind dates subsided on Wednesday morning.
Yi Fan answered the unfamiliar call again, learned from his last experience and handed the phone to me.
Sure enough, a girl's voice came over the phone, but this time the tone was sweet and quiet, but the central idea of the words was still the same as that of the "brain-dead girl", hoping that Yi Fan would be honored to meet her.
"No." Yi Fan flatly refused.
Yes, it would be a fool's errand to suffer the consequences without gaining any wisdom. I conveyed Yi Fan's meaning tactfully.
"That's it." The girl sighed quietly, "I understand that an outstanding person like Mr. Yi will definitely look down on a girl like me... But, I still imagine that he can give me this opportunity. Ah, yes I shouldn’t think too much, I’m sorry to bother you.”
The girl's soft and plaintive voice moved me. This girl reminds me of those classmates who were rejected for interviews. Every time I want to shout at that lonely figure, "Classmate, come back, I want you," regardless of whether the person listening wants to come back and beat me up.
In an instant, my compassion overflowed again. I tried hard to translate the sadness in the girl's voice into my eyes, looked at Yi Fan sadly and said, "President, give this girl a chance."
Yi Fan surrendered.
I asked: Did my eyes move you? He said: No, I'm afraid if you look at it for a while, I will rush forward, gouge out your eyes, throw them under my feet and crush them.
I remembered what he once said, "The one who sees, the eyes are cut out, the one who hears, the ears are cut off." I felt that under his glorious appearance, he actually hid a violent and bloodthirsty heart. I arranged a simple lunch for them at the Western restaurant next to the AC Building, then I disguised myself as a cactus by the door and observed the girl carefully. As expected, the girl is quiet, delicate and seems to be a good girl. Yi Fan tortured all the employees for nearly two weeks because of the blind date issue, so I felt very guilty inside. I really wanted him to regain his lost ground this time and return to the warm-hearted president he was before—well, even if he was pretending.
When Yi Fan came out of the restaurant, I was pulling out the cactus thorns from my hands at the door of the restaurant.
"How is this girl?" I asked.
"It's okay." Yi Fan said, but his voice was obviously perfunctory.
I educated him: "Don't be biased. Don't always think about worldly issues such as family background, status, and education. You are proud of your life now, which is what many people pursue when they can simply pursue their dreams without being restricted by money. At this time, a A beautiful love is the most perfect. I think that girl is a good person and will be a good wife and mother."
Just when I was feeling proud that my ideological work was comparable to that of a street director, Yi Fan interrupted me: "I don't have a secular mind."
"That… "
"Her mother is Lin Meijiao." Yi Fan said in a muffled voice.
Hehe, "milfs, beautiful aunties" will probably become Yi Fan's lifelong nightmare.
In the evening, when I went to deliver the documents, I saw Yi Fan silently blacklisting the "True Love Alliance".