10
Zhou Jun hung up the phone and looked up at Meng Shuyu: "It looks like Assistant Meng will have to trouble you again."
Meng Shuyu thought to herself that she was not suffering, but she had a miserable life.
Even saying thank you to someone will result in insults from the hall-level art of language.
You can't just crawl into the ground after you're done, you still have to continue getting along with people.
Meng Shuyu curled his eyes and said, "It's not hard, but I didn't have time to take a nap at noon today, and I feel a little sleepy at night. I'm afraid it's not safe to drive while tired. How about calling a designated driver for you? Or... Do you have a driver's license in China?"
Zhou Jun looked at her, closed the folder on his desk, picked up his coat, stood up and walked out.
I don’t know what it means.
He seemed reluctant to accept her proposal.
Meng Shuyu followed him resignedly, passed by the general manager's office and hurried in to get the bag, then went down to the basement with him, walked to the car and pulled the handle of the back door.
Just when I was about to ask Zhou Jun to get in the car, I saw him grabbing the driver's door handle at the same time.
When their eyes met, Zhou Jun asked with a questioning look on his face: "Don't you know whether I have a driver's license or not?"
Meng Shuyu saw him driving on the first night she met him, and of course she remembered that unforgettable scene.
The question I asked just now was just a euphemism to express my meaning as "Can't you drive yourself even though you have hands and feet?"
She thought Zhou Jun was angry, but it turned out that he tacitly agreed.
She followed him all the way, and he didn't say a word
Seeing her choking, Zhou Jun nodded suddenly: "Or - do you want to sit in my back seat?"
"No, no, no," Meng Shuyu shook his head quickly, "I am..."
"Assistant Meng has a promising future," Zhou Jun raised his eyes and leaned over to the driver's seat, "It's good to have dreams."
"… "
Meng Shuyu didn't know how she became a freeloader, and was accused of disrespect for treating her boss as the driver. In the end, she sat in the passenger seat of Zhou Jun's car to show her respect.
It's good to have dreams.
Why didn't he just tell her that she had a good dream
After all, she didn't know what would happen in her next life, but she was very sure of this life: even if she became rich overnight, went through thick and thin, and visited Zhou Jun three times, she would never be able to hire Zhou Jun as a driver.
The car drove out of the basement and the closed compartment was silent.
It was the first time that Meng Shuyu rode in a car driven by his immediate superior, and he instinctively felt a little uncomfortable. He clutched the seat belt and wanted to say something to ease the atmosphere, but after organizing his words for a while, he decided to give up.
Anyway, she had long lost her good impression of Zhou Jun, and he didn't have many good words to say about her.
Perhaps only when facing a common enemy like Zheng Shoufu, could he be kind to her - a tenderness that gave her a false sense of tenderness.
The next morning, when Meng Shuyu arrived at the company, he unexpectedly saw Ren Xu, whom he hadn't seen for two days.
Although the headquarters let Ren Xu take up the position of driver in Sendai for Zhou Jun's convenience, this position generally does not require sitting in the office.
Seeing Ren Xu sitting at his workstation with his head down and a gloomy face, Meng Shuyu thought that he might have been scolded for standing up Zhou Jun for two consecutive days.
Thinking about Zhou Jun's ability to make people feel inferior without using any derogatory words, Meng Shuyu felt quite sympathetic and went up to greet him: "Assistant Ren is in the company today?"
Ren Xu raised his head listlessly: "... Yeah, that's right."
I don't know what he thought of, but he added hastily: "Boss Zhou said he needed me, so I came over."
"Okay, then you go ahead and do your work. If you have any questions about anything here, feel free to ask me, or you can ask Xiao Tang, Xiao Feng, Sister Li, etc."
"Then Assistant Meng, do you have any work for me?"
"Hmm?" Meng Shuyu said politely with a smile, "How dare I take your resources? Just listen to Mr. Zhou's arrangements."
"... Mr. Zhou hasn't made any arrangements for me yet."
Meng Shuyu thought for a moment and said, "Well, there is a batch of office supplies that the General Manager's Office has just requested that have arrived at the South District Warehouse. If you have time, can you help me run a trip there?"
"OK."
Ren Xu left the general manager's office, walked to the corridor and glanced at the office diagonally opposite. He happened to see Zhou Jun through the glass wall and saw Zhou Jun waving at him.
Ren Xu turned and walked happily into Zhou Jun's office: "Mr. Zhou, are you looking for me?"
"Well," Zhou Jun pointed at the watch on his left wrist with his index finger, "Go tell Assistant Meng to come over to my place in a quarter of an hour to make tea."
Ren Xu's face fell: "I see Assistant Meng is busy, I'm free, I'll come and make a bar for you."
Zhou Jun seemed amused: "She is busy with my business, isn't she? Just pass on the message."
"Oh." Ren Xu turned and went out. He returned to the door of the general manager's office, glanced at Meng Shuyu, and sighed with a sad face.
Ten minutes later, Meng Shuyu saw Ren Xu empty-handed in the office.
"Didn't you receive it?" Meng Shuyu asked.
Ren Xu touched the back of his neck: "The warehouse said you have to go there in person to sign before you can get it."
"There is no such rule in the South District warehouse. Who told you that?"
"I don't know him very well..."
"It's okay. Next time you encounter something like this, just call me right there to save yourself the trouble. Thank you for your hard work."
"Aren't you in a hurry to get those office supplies?"
"No hurry, let's talk about it later."
"But I saw that the warehouse seemed to want the person in charge to come over and get it right away..."
Meng Shuyu frowned: "Did someone give you a hard time?"
"no… "
"A warehouse is so messy." Meng Shuyu muttered, looking at the office. Three secretaries had just been sent by her to do some work. "I'll go over there. You keep an eye on this office."
Although Meng Shuyu couldn't understand why the warehouse did this, it seemed that no matter how bizarre the things were, they were no longer surprising in Sendai. Thinking that this was a good opportunity to rectify the atmosphere, she went to the South District in person.
Unexpectedly, when the warehouse manager saw her, he looked wronged: "That's not the case, Assistant Meng! It was that young assistant who didn't understand the order. I saw that he seemed to be new, so I asked him to ask the leader. I didn't mean to ask you to come here in person! Besides, I didn't ask him to go back. He disappeared when I turned around!"
Meng Shuyu was suspicious, but smiled and said, "I thought it was a misunderstanding. I'll talk to him later."
"Oh, it's my fault for not explaining it clearly. I'm sorry for causing you trouble. I'll get it for you right away."
Meng Shuyu nodded, and after the others had gone far away, he called Tang Xuanxuan: "Xuanxuan, put aside what you are doing for now and go back to the office to see what the next assistant is doing."
The person on the other end of the line said "OK" and replied two minutes later: "Sister Shuyu, I saw Assistant Ren carrying tea into CEO Zhou's office."
"Are there any guests coming to Mr. Zhou's place?"
"It's Director Zheng from the Purchasing Department."
Meng Shuyu frowned as he held the phone.
When Meng Shuyu left and returned to the general manager's office, Zheng Shoufu had already come out of Zhou Jun's office.
She didn't hear the conversation between the two and didn't know what answer Zheng Shoufu gave to Zhou Jun.
However, Zhou Jun seemed quite satisfied with the result, and asked her to arrange a dinner party on Friday night with several supply chain ministers.
It sounds a bit like the Hongmen Banquet.
Thinking that the outcome would be known on Friday, Meng Shuyu didn't want to lose his temper and be seen through by Zhou Jun, so he didn't ask any more questions for the time being.
Two days later, Friday evening.
Meng Shuyu finished writing the weekly report early, and when it was time to get off work, she went to the bathroom to touch up her makeup.
While she was busy in front of the mirror, Yang Danli came in and looked at her with a smile: "Do you have a date tonight?"
Yang Danli is the third secretary in the general manager's office after Tang Xuanxuan and Feng Yiming. She is two years older than Meng Shuyu and has been working in Sendai for four years.
If Mr. Cai had not decided to transfer someone from the headquarters, Yang Danli would have been the first choice for the position of general assistant.
So even though her rank is higher than Yang Danli's, Meng Shuyu still usually calls her "sister".
"What kind of date is this?" Meng Shuyu smiled and shook his head. "I'm going to a social event with Mr. Zhou."
Yang Danli was stunned: "You mean Mr. Zhou's social event tonight?"
Meng Shuyu nodded: "What's wrong?"
"When I first came to the bathroom, I saw that he and Assistant Ren had already left."
"Gone?" Meng Shuyu glanced at her phone and saw no missed calls, so she quickly picked up her makeup bag and went out.
Seeing that the office was really empty, Meng Shuyu hurriedly called Zhou Jun: "Mr. Zhou, are you on your way to Xiangting?"
"Um."
"But I'm still at the company... Should I take a taxi there myself?"
The sound in the receiver faded, as if Zhou Jun had moved the phone away and was talking to Ren Xu—
"Didn't you say Assistant Meng was off work?"
"Oh, no? I saw her take the bag and leave..."
"That's my makeup bag," Meng Shuyu said with a little pain in his liver, "Okay, I'll take a taxi over there."
"No need," Zhou Jun's voice moved closer again, "One more person won't make a difference, go home from get off work."
"Why is it that one more person like me is not enough?"
"Don't you know how much you can drink?"
"How can I drink..."
Meng Shuyu got stuck in the middle of his speech.
The embarrassing scene of a night not long ago came to my mind again.
Meng Shuyu lowered his voice and said, "That time I was... Anyway, it's different when we talk about work. If I want to get drunk, I will go home and get drunk!"
A laughing female voice suddenly sounded behind me: "What's wrong, Mr. Zhou, are you worried that you'll drink too much? Do you want me to go over for you? I can drink no problem."
Meng Shuyu turned around and saw Yang Danli. Just as he was about to refuse, Zhou Jun replied from the other end of the phone: "Let her come over."
"I'm so mad, so mad, so mad!"
At around seven o'clock in the evening, Meng Shuyu took a shower, sat cross-legged on the sofa in the apartment and talked on the phone with Chen Xing.
"I know you're so angry," Chen Xing's voice came from the speaker, "You're almost like a repeater, hurry up and eat your meal."
Meng Shuyu used chopsticks to stir the clumping vermicelli in front of him and pushed the takeaway box away: "I'm not eating anymore. I'm so angry! I saw through the trick of Ren Xu on Wednesday. At that time, I thought I didn't have much to lose so I gave him face and pretended I didn't know. But today he sent me away again!"
"Tsk, but I think this driver is okay, and it doesn't conflict with your job. You should be careful about the secretary, it sounds like he wants to sideline you."
"There's nothing wrong with her looking for an opportunity to show off," Meng Shuyu sneered, "It was Zhou Jun who agreed to let her go. If a man cheats, it's the man to blame!"
"… "
Meng Shuyu sighed again: "I took it for granted. In the past, whoever Mr. Cai asked to arrange a dinner party was the one who was supposed to accompany him..."
"Oh, don't think about it. It's just a drinking party. I can't even eat at the same table with a bunch of greasy middle-aged men. It's better not to go."
"It's a relief tonight. When President Cai asks me about Zhou Jun's relationship with the ministers, I won't know what to say. Can Zhou Jun still give me a report?"
"Oh, you still have a long-term vision." Chen Xing was silent for a moment, "Then according to what you said, the most important thing now is that you have to prove to Zhou Jun that you can drink."
"It's easy to say, but I can't possibly give him a drinking party, right?" Meng Shuyu picked up the beer he ordered for takeout on the coffee table, pulled open the pull ring, and suddenly thought of something.
"Hmm..." Meng Shuyu hesitated for a moment, "It seems that it is not impossible."
At nine o'clock in the evening, in the underground garage of Wangjiang Mansion, Ren Xu parked the car in the parking space, walked around to the back seat, opened the door, and called Zhou Jun who was catching up on his sleep: "Mr. Zhou, we're here."
Zhou Jun opened his eyes, looking drowsy for a moment, then closed his eyes again to calm down, then picked up the suit jacket hanging beside him, got out of the car and walked towards the elevator.
Ren Xu locked the car door and followed him: "Have you drunk too much? I'll go upstairs and make you some hangover soup."
"We are just getting to the point. There is no need for that."
"Then I'll take you in."
Zhou Jun glanced at him and said, "Instead of being so attentive, why don't you just tell me where you got the guts to fool me."
Ren Xu took a breath of cold air into his nose and didn't dare to exhale for a long time. His hands were shaking as he pressed the up button for the elevator.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Zhou..." Ren Xu lowered his head. "Actually, when you asked Assistant Meng to make tea the day before yesterday, I was lying when I said she wasn't there. Today, I saw that you didn't confirm the social engagement with her in person, so I took advantage of the opportunity... I just saw that you didn't want me to drive the car or make tea recently, and you asked Assistant Meng to do everything. I was afraid that you would fire me..."
Zhou Jun entered the elevator and pressed the floor button: "If I'm looking for her, it must be the boss looking for an employee?"
"… "
Of course Ren Xu noticed that Zhou Jun treated Meng Shuyu unusually, but when he thought about it from the perspective of a relationship between a man and a woman, he really didn't think that was the case with the way Zhou Jun usually treated Meng Shuyu - how could you chase a girl like that? This was too much.
If that's really the case, then Zhou Jun asked Meng Shuyu to drive those two days, was it to save her from having to take a taxi in the rain
I didn't tell Meng Shuyu explicitly to let her go to the social event, but it wasn't that I forgot to mention it. Was I really afraid that she couldn't drink enough and didn't want her to go
Zhou Jun glanced at him and said, "First, I don't like these crooked ideas. Second, she is not a competitor that you need to use your brain for. If you have the free time, you might as well try to curry favor with her."
Hearing that there was still a chance to correct his mistakes, Ren Xu nodded quickly: "I know I was wrong, so Assistant Meng will really be my..."
"Who else are you going to curry favor with besides your boss?"
The elevator reached the seventh floor. Ren Xu watched Zhou Jun walk out, and quickly followed him: "You still want to curry favor with the boss..."
Before he finished speaking, the voice-controlled light above his head lit up.
Suddenly, a figure huddled against the wall with a wronged look on her face appeared in front of me—and a pile of empty wine bottles lay all over the place at her feet.
Zhou Jun paused.
Ren Xu stared straight at Meng Shuyu lying on the ground. His mouth opened slightly in shock and he slowly uttered the next word: "... Mother."