Chapter 1
In a 36-story high-rise building in Huaqing City.
Tea time.
The frosted glass in the tea room reflected two people meeting each other. Lin Zhaozhao bit the milk tea straw, and the nude pink nails on his fingertips made a crisp sound on the screen of his mobile phone.
"Did you hear that?" Su Manning asked Lin Zhaozhao in a low voice.
Lin Zhaozhao looked up and asked, "What did you hear?"
"Isn't Mr. Chen hospitalized for leukemia? I heard that someone donated 288,888 anonymously." Su Manning pointed out the auspicious numbers on the calculator with her finger, "Who are you talking about who is so rich? The money for a car was donated. I heard that there was so much cash that the donation box couldn't fit in it."
Su Manning took a breath and guessed: "It can't be our boss, he doesn't look so kind..."
Lin Zhaozhao sipped the milk tea, and the sweet taste filled her taste buds, temporarily relaxing her heart that was always tense due to work.
"That's wrong, it's our boss." Lin Zhaozhao swallowed the pearl, and the small mole on the tip of his nose trembled slightly as he frowned, "Mr. Xie asked me to go to the bank to withdraw 288,000 in cash two days ago. He said that a good brother would get a gift for his wedding."
"Could it be a coincidence? Maybe he really has a good brother to marry?" Su Manning was still a little unbelievable.
Lin Zhaozhao's long black hair swept over her collarbones and swayed gently in the air outlet of the central air conditioner. She laughed out loud as she spoke: "You still don't understand? Mr. Xie's best brother is only one named Gu. They have been married for how long. He is so unpopular, how can there be any good brothers?"
"Really?"
The glass door suddenly made a harsh friction sound.
The long legs wrapped in dark gray suit pants stepped into the tea room. Xie Jing put one hand in his pocket, and the Patek Philippe on his wrist reflected the cold light.
The smile on Lin Zhaozhao's face completely froze. When he turned around, his work partner Su Manning actually ran away by himself.
Good colleagues are like birds in the same forest. When disaster strikes, they fly separately.
Xie Jing's extremely three-dimensional facial features support a very recognizable heroic spirit. The shadow at the turning point of the brow bone and the high bridge of the nose form a triangle. At this time, the eyebrows are condensed, and the whole person has a sense of alienation and coldness.
Lin Zhaozhao stepped forward bravely, with a professional smile that was three points polite, three points friendly, three points sweet and one hundred percent flattering: "Mr. Xie, do you want to drink coffee? Why did you come here in person?"
He lowered his eyes and glanced at Lin Zhaozhao's fingertips: "Long nails can easily harbor bacteria, and I'm afraid I'll be poisoned by you."
Lin Zhaozhao was speechless, thinking that you were so poisonous that you were not poisoned to death by yourself, so I could poison you to death by putting a plastic armor plate on you!
There was still a sweet professional smile on his face, and his round eyes were curved into crescent moons, "Okay, I'll take care of the nails right away, and then make you some coffee?"
Xie Jing's eyes lingered on the tip of her nose for half a second: "Don't drink now, help me print the meeting materials, and we'll be in the conference room in half an hour." When he turned around, there was a burst of cedar fragrance, and the back hem of his crisp suit swept across the door frame and traced an arc.
Lin Zhaozhao immediately put away the smile on his face after he turned around, so what on earth was Xie Jing doing here? Just to ask him to print out some information, doesn't he really think it would be faster to just click on the printer in his office?
Such speechless moments occur every moment when Lin Zhaozhao works.
She is one of Xie Jing's secretaries. She has been working at Jingxin Technology Company for seven years and has been with Xie Jing for six years.
In the past six years, she has figured out his habits, hobbies, and way of speaking.
A person who sticks to a sport for six years may become proficient in it, and the same goes for a person who spends six years pondering another person's likes and dislikes.
Lin Zhaozhao thinks that he is not very smart or capable, he is just familiar with it.
She also has a special document to record Xie Jing's preferences and precautions, called "General Manager Xie's Code of Conduct."
This can ensure that the problems he has said once will never happen again. For example, Xie Jing doesn't like that a large paragraph is full of commas, which he thinks is a lazy behavior of symbols; he doesn't like that "de", "di" and "de" are used incorrectly, which is not rigorous; he doesn't like coriander, and he doesn't even like coriander. He likes to see others eating coriander in front of him (Lin Zhaozhao thinks this is simply sick); he doesn't like people around him using strong perfume; he hates the smell of cigarettes, but when he meets a client who loves to smoke when socializing, if he doesn't feel comfortable speaking up, he will say that his secretary will have an asthma attack if he smells cigarette smoke...
Of course, the secretary who was forced to have asthma was Lin Zhaozhao.
Now she has to add one sentence to her observation rules: Xie Jing doesn't like other people to have long nails (even if they wear nails), he thinks it's unhygienic.
Lin Zhaozhao sometimes feels that he has two faces.
One has the smile of a polite and friendly customer service lady, and the other has the look of a haggard and poisonous woman with a heart even more poisonous than An Lingrong.
She was lost in thought when she heard the cold male voice call: "Lin Zhao, come here."
The poisonous woman within appears again.
Lin Zhaozhao took out his mobile phone and typed quickly without looking at the keyboard: "Six years, six years, this man even thought my name was Lin Zhao. Do you want me to remind you?"
Su Maning was sneaking around at the work station. She couldn't help laughing when she received the news. She made a sweaty kitten expression and said, "I suggest you politely ask Mr. Xie if you need to take time to go to the police station to change your name today."
Lin Zhaozhao came to Xie Jing's office with printed information and documents to be signed.
"Tuk, Tuk, Tuk. "
Three standard knocks on the door, as prescribed by Xie Jing.
The electronic screen at the door of Xie Jing's office automatically lit up, and a robot voice asked: "Who are you?"
"Lin Zhaozhao"
"Beep, beep - input error."
Lin Zhaozhao's face turned dark, not because she didn't know the answer, but because she guessed the answer, and she shouted out: "Lin Zhao" as if she was resigned to her fate.
"The input is correct, please come in."
Lin Zhaozhao walked in. The president's office was larger than the one-bedroom apartment she rented. It faced a huge floor-to-ceiling window, overlooking the bustling city. The floor was covered with thick mats, which suppressed the footsteps of people walking by.
"How's it going? The newly designed smart doorbell." Xie Jing was reading the document without even raising his head.
"Uh..." Lin Zhaozhao didn't know for a moment whether he wanted the customer service to comment or the poisonous woman to tell the truth, "It's pretty good, but there's a small detail. My name is actually Lin Zhaozhao, it's ABB style, it's pretty easy to remember hahaha."
Xie Jing finally took a moment to look up at her from the thick document, "Don't you think the arrangement, pronunciation, and strokes of these two characters are more beautiful?"
Lin Zhaozhao said to himself for the 101st time during his tenure, forget it, let him go.
Think about your salary, quarterly bonus, project bonus, housing subsidy, catering subsidy, transportation subsidy, communication subsidy, health subsidy, high temperature subsidy, year-end bonus, year-end red envelope, holiday benefits, and stock incentives once listed in the future...
He's just a bitch, let him go.
Judging from the salary he gets, isn't the boss helping him make money from another angle?
Lin Zhaozhao quickly recovered even before taking any Chinese medicine.
"Lin Zhao is fine, too." Her eyes were clear and smiling, her lips pursed in a sweet arc, and she continued to report on her work while handing him the prepared documents.
Xie Jing raised his chin slightly, "Leave it there, I'll look at it later."
He leaned back on the chair with a lazy posture, and his dark gray shirt was supported by his plump chest muscles in a smooth arc, which was very conspicuous.
Lin Zhaozhao couldn't help but take another look. Xie Jing lazily raised his eyes: "What are you looking at?"
"Oh, it's okay. Your shirt looks really nice." She quickly looked away.
Xie Jing saw that she was quite free, so he took a document and threw it to her, and ordered: "Go and organize the minutes of yesterday's meeting and delete all the nonsense the old man said."
Lin Zhaozhao took the document, and Xie Jing's eyes fell on her slender white hands. The nails that were just gorgeous were now dry.
Clean.
Maybe it was because she had just taken off her nails, her fingers were still pink.
His dark eyes stayed for two seconds and then moved away.
This secretary is not the smartest, but he is very obedient, so it is very easy for Xie Jing to use him.
He hates smart people. Some people make a lot of noise just because they are smart. Lin Zhaozhao doesn't know how. She can remember what he said once and she won't have to repeat it a second time. He could see the expression on her face that sometimes she was scolding him silently, but he was not angry, he just thought it was a little funny, and it was even funnier for someone who was cowardly and obedient.
Lin Zhaozhao went out with the documents and met Zhou Yan, another special assistant to the president, who was about to come in to report on his work.
She looked at Zhou Yan, paused, and couldn't help but ask: "Secretary Zhou, is your name originally just two words?"
Zhou Yan looked at Lin Zhaozhao doubtfully, wondering why she suddenly asked this.
Lin Zhaozhao looked at his expression and waved his hand, "It's okay, you can go in."
Lin Zhaozhao finished the work at hand and entered the paid fishing time that really makes money.
She sent Su Manning an expression of realization: "I know why Mr. Xie is a handsome person but has never been in love. He has such a poisonous mouth and will be poisoned to death if he kisses."
Su Manning: "Hahahaha, it seems I haven't seen him get close to anyone of the opposite sex."
She was about to reply when a shadow suddenly fell over her head.
"Lin Zhao." The deep voice made her hands tremble in shock, and the phone fell straight to the carpet.
Xie Jing's slender fingers caught the falling device in the air. Xie Jing caught a glimpse of the chat box on the screen and his Adam's apple rolled: "It seems you are very free?" He turned the phone upside down at her work station and tapped the dial with his well-jointed fingers. "Notify the legal department to come to the meeting at one o'clock in advance."
Lin Zhaozhao stared at the tight shoulder line when he turned around, thinking that it was not a good day to fish, but he was caught twice.
Lead clouds hung low outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, and the glass curtain wall reflected her biting her lip in annoyance. The small mole on the tip of her nose was particularly eye-catching in the backlight.
The ringtone of the mobile phone rang: "One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, more work, more reward..."
Lin Zhaozhao saw the big character "Mom" displayed on the phone and quickly answered the phone: "Mom, what's the matter? I'm at work."
"Zhaozhao, mom has a new partner. This time is really different." Lin Zhaozhao's mother Lin Shuran's voice was more energetic than many young people. "Come to Amber Bay One tonight to meet your Uncle Xie and your two 'brothers'. Wear your Chanel suit, be fashionable."
"Mom, why didn't you tell me such an important thing before you knew it? I haven't prepared anything! And I don't have any Chanel..."
"Then wear your Uniqlo. Alas, this kid doesn't know how to buy new clothes. Let's not mention that I have customers coming to my beauty salon."
"Dududu..."
"Hey" Lin Zhaozhao still wanted to speak, but the other party had hung up.
She lowered her head and smiled. Ms. Lin is still so active. Although she is almost fifty years old, she is still passionate about life and relationships. She runs a small beauty salon, helping female customers with skin hydration, cleansing and facial spa.
However, No. 1 Amber Bay——
Isn't this the most expensive villa in the city?
Lin Zhaozhao was stunned as he rubbed his sore neck, while his signature pen smeared ink on the meeting minutes.
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