MTL - Don’t Be a Secretary For a Genius-Chapter 26 President heartthrob

The black car pulled into traffic.

It was noisy outside, but there was no sound inside.

"Cough cough cough!"

Jing You coughed again.

Jiang Shengyan raised her eyes and glanced at Jing You from the rearview mirror. No text.

Jingyou propped her chin up, resting her elbows on the door, facing the window.

"Secretary Jiang, I want to go back to the apartment, not in this direction." She said.

Jiang Shengyan: "The chairman asked me to take you home for dinner."

"I don't want to eat." Jing You said, "I don't want to go home either."

Jiang Shengyan didn't seem to hear these words, and looked ahead, there was no sign of harassment.

Jing You closed his eyes angrily. This closed and went straight to sleep.

In an hour.

The car parked in the basement of the 2000 AD house.

Jiang Shengyan got off the car, circled half of the car, and opened the door next to Jingyou.

Jing You's hand was originally on the door, but now it lost its support and was left empty.

"What's the matter?" She opened her sleepy eyes, her voice softer than the buzzing of mosquitoes.

"Arrived at the apartment." Jiang Sheng said, "I said hello to the chairman, boss go up and rest."

Jing You stepped out of the car door, unfortunately a pebble stumbled under the heel, and he turned his feet, and the whole person almost fell over.

Jiang Sheng said that his eyes were quick and his hands were quick.

Jing You gave a shudder and said in horror, "It's very dangerous! It's not good if you twist your foot!"

Jiang Shengyan: "Can the boss let go?"

At this time, Jing You's hand was pulling Jiang Shengyan's hair with a lot of strength.

She just lost her balance, and instinctively grabbed a "life-saving straw".

Jing You let go, as if nothing happened.

"Boss, go upstairs, I'll go home first." Jiang Shengyan bowed slightly, then left a back to Jing You.

Jing You was in a hurry and grabbed Jiang Shengyan's hair again.

Jiang Shengyan felt a pain in his scalp and took a deep breath. She never expected such a sudden occurrence.

Jing You suddenly like a child who made a mistake and was afraid of being beaten, he quickly retracted his hand and took a few steps back.

Jing You regained his confidence, raised his chin, and said, "Secretary Jiang has just let me escape the crisis of my ankle and made a great contribution. I want to reward you for having dinner with me."

Jiang Shengyan slowly approached Jing You, and put both hands on the roof of the car one after the other. Jing You's back rested on the door of the car, like a caged bird.

"This is really an honor." Jiang Shengyan got closer and closer, "I can eat whatever I want?"

Jing You was shocked by Jiang Shengyan's eyes and answered timidly, "Yes."

Jiang Shengyan retracted his arm and backed away.

"Do you know where I went wrong?"

Jing You: "You shouldn't pull your hair."

“…”

Jiang Shengyan rubbed his eyebrows and patiently taught: "You shouldn't throw things in front of outsiders."

"But he is too stupid." Jing You insisted, "I can't understand what I said."

"Then what am I doing?" Jiang Shengyan grabbed Jing You's hand and led her towards the elevator, "Mr. Mu has a problem with his work ability, I can use other methods to let him leave Jingteng , but you are the president of the company, how can you let the people below see you being angry?"

"Jiang Sheng said in a good manner, "It's even worse to lose your temper at the strong. Those people can see your true emotions, they will find your weaknesses and loopholes, use reason to defeat sensibility, and they will laugh at you as a person who only uses anger. "

"Oh." Jing You bowed his head obediently, "Then Secretary Jiang won't blame me for pulling your hair?"

Jiang Shengyan almost forgot about this.

But she wouldn't really care about this with Jing You, otherwise she would have been **** off in the past ten years.

Jing You then said: "I don't blame you for the indigestion that Secretary Jiang caused me to eat at noon."

“…”

Jiang Shengyan didn't know there was such a liang between them.

Jing You was in a good mood and talked more.

"What would Secretary Jiang like to eat at night? Don't save me money."

"But I won't eat Jiangxi cuisine again."

"Secretary Jiang, are you listening to me? Why don't you answer me a word?"

"Go home, I'll make it for you." Jiang Shengyan said succinctly.

"Then I want to eat rice noodles." Jing You's eyes showed nostalgia, "It smells like a nurse."

Jing You's nanny brought her up and returned to her hometown in the countryside. Jing You had forgotten what the nanny looked like, but remembered what the nanny fed her when she was a child.

"No, I can't digest it at night." Jiang Shengyan refused, "Don't compare me with your nurse."

The rice noodles in Jing You's mouth are not the kind of white vermicelli, but a paste-like thick food made by grinding rice into powder, which is most suitable for children without teeth.

Jing You sighed, very sorry, "Then Secretary Jiang is fine."

Jiang Shengyan really wanted to hold Jing You in his arms and rub it hard, but after all, it was just a fantasy.

Jiang Shengyan is always amazed at how God can give a person the purest mind and the most tempting appearance at the same time, so that when she is tossed by Jingyou, she can't complain and she never tires of it.

The first thing Jingyou did when he got home was to change his home clothes.

She walked into the cloakroom and took out a dark red silk nightdress with a V-neck and a few unique silver embroidery threads on the neckline, which set off against the collarbone, making her whole person look like a classical hand Handicraft; the corner of the skirt is at one-third of the thigh, and the slender legs hang down, straight and slender.

Jiang Shengyan did not shy away, leaning against the door, but his eyes were a little empty, and the focus was not on Jingyou.

Jiang Shengyan can't remember when Jing You was born into a delicate and graceful girl's posture, but one day, when she saw Jing You, in an instant, her heart seemed to be put in Boiled water, scalding, astringent pain. All the feelings that I had never had in the past came at once, strong, and there was no escape.

Jiang Shengyan still remembered that the air was sultry and the temperature was frighteningly high that day, and it started to rain heavily in the middle of the night, with lightning and thunder, and tree shadows shaking.

The moment she hugged Jingyou, her empty heart was finally filled. The simple comfort in the past suddenly felt a little more guilty.

"Secretary Jiang?"

Jing You walked to Jiang Shengyan and waved.

Jiang Shengyan's thoughts were pulled back, and he curved his lips and said, "I'm going to cook."

After finishing speaking, go to the kitchen to prepare the seasonings and tools that will be used. If she is not a secretary, she may also find a job as a chef in a star-rated hotel.

Although Jing You only regards eating as a daily task, he is very picky about quality. The water he eats is airlifted from Fiji on the same day, the vegetables are freshly eaten and picked from the organic farm, and the meat Not to mention, there are always natural grazing farm deliveries.

When Jiang Shengyan entered the door, he called and ordered the required ingredients, and they could be delivered within half an hour.

"Ding."

Jing You received a message on her mobile phone, she opened it and glanced at it, sighed, having a headache.

It is a harassing text message for a small loan.

Jiang Shengyan, wearing heat-insulating gloves, brought the freshly boiled tom yum soup wontons to the table, steaming from the porcelain pot.

Jing You sits on the stool like a big man.

Jiang Shengyan served her food in a bowl and put it in front of her.

"Thank you, Secretary Jiang." Jing You picked up the large ceramic spoon, "I'm going to start."

Jiang Shengyan poured soup for himself and reminded: "It's very hot, blow it a few times before eating."

Jing You slowly blinked his eyes a few times, put down the spoon again, and said, "Then eat it when it's cold."

Jiang Shengyan said helplessly, "It won't taste good when it's cold."

Jing You stirred the soup in the bowl one after another, took out a crayfish and handed it to Jiang Shengyan.

"Then Secretary Jiang help me peel a shrimp first."

Jiang Shengyan raised his eyelids slightly and asked, "I've already worked so hard to cook, why do you want to peel the shrimp for you?"

Jing You: "Secretary Jiang used to do it."

"I used to see you as young and obliged to help you peel it." Jiang Sheng said, "Did you pay me an extra salary to hire me to peel the shrimp for you?"

Jing You looked bewildered and said weakly, "Then I'll give you your salary."

"I'm not interested in taking another job." After Jiang Shengyan finished speaking, he lowered his head and concentrated on eating.

Jing You threw his shrimp into Jiang Shengyan's bowl.

"Then I won't eat it." The tone was very resentful.

Jiang Shengyan put down the spoon and skillfully peeled the shrimp.

The corners of Jing You's lips curled up, and before he could swallow the saliva in his mouth, he saw Jiang Shengyan eating the shrimp himself.

Jing You opened her mouth slightly, and her face was full of disbelief.

Jiang Shengyan seemed to be trying to make Jing You recognize the reality, peeled off another plump red shrimp, and enjoyed it by himself again.

Jing You bowed his head angrily and scooped up the wontons in his bowl.

I took a sip, so hot that tears flowed out.

Jiang Shengyan hurriedly got up and poured a glass of ice water to Jingyou's mouth, and said angrily, "I told you to blow it before eating, do you think I'm teasing you?"

Jing You said: "It's all your fault for eating my shrimp!"

Jiang Shengyan was angry and funny, and said, "You give me something to eat yourself."

Jing You couldn't care about what to eat, and said nervously: "Will my mouth blister? Will the whole mouth rot? My throat is also hot, will Won't I burn my esophagus? Secretary Jiang quickly take me to the hospital!"

"None of what you said just now will happen." Jiang Shengyan picked up a tissue to help Jing You wipe the soup stains from his mouth, and sat back.

Jing You placed both hands flat on the table, as if he would never take another bite.

Jiang Shengyan sighed, picked up Jingyou's spoon, blew it carefully, and sent it to Jingyou's mouth.

"It's not hot anymore, open your mouth."

Jing You stepped back and shook his head firmly.

"One...two..."

Before Jiang Sheng said "three", Jing You shrewdly drank the soup from his mouth.

Sour and spicy, very appetizing.

Jing You cleared his throat and said solemnly: "I'm the boss. I just gave Secretary Jiang a face because of the hard work of Secretary Jiang. It's not that I'm afraid."

Jiang Shengyan smiled, "The boss is not afraid that I will blow bacteria into the soup?"

Jing You recalled the scene when Jiang Shengyan helped her blow the soup, and his whole face froze.

Jiang Shengyan threw Jingyou's spoon back into her bowl, "Drink it yourself."

Jing You relentlessly stared at the big red shrimp in the porcelain pot, as if hinting at something.

Jiang Sheng said nothing, took a sip of soup and said, "Mushrooms are very fresh, boss eat more."

Jing You twisted with Jiang Shengyan, ate a slice of lemon, wrinkled his face and said, "It's too sour!"

Jiang Shengyan: "..." It's strange that the lemon slices used for seasoning are not sour!

Jing You saw that nothing he did could attract Jiang Shengyan's attention, so he stopped and ate honestly.

Not long after, Jiang Shengyan picked up another shrimp, just peeled the shrimp shell, a head rushed over, and took the shrimp meat from Jiang Shengyan's hand in one bite.

“…”

Jing You felt as if he had bit Jiang Shengyan's hand just now, but now he doesn't dare to raise his head, sips the soup in small sips, pretending that nothing happened.

Jing You really bit Jiang Shengyan's flesh, the pain was transmitted to the heart along the fingertips, and there was a wonderful touch.

Jiang Shengyan couldn't recover for a long time.

Jiang Shengyan's Tom Yum Kung Soup Wontons were delicious, Jing You still didn't know what to do after eating a bowl, and was afraid that Jiang Shengyan had bit her account just now, so he made a bowl of delicious soup by himself . This is still unprecedented.

While eating, Jiang Shengyan put his eyes on Jingyou's face. There is an undercurrent in the depths of his eyes, and he only needs to cut a slit to see the desire that grows wildly in the undercurrent.

Jing You's eyes fell on the big crayfish again, licking his lips and swallowing his saliva.

Jing You picked up a shrimp with a spoon and held it in front of Jiang Shengyan.

"Secretary Jiang." Jing You's eyelashes flickered, and his eyes were full of expectant stars.

Jiang Shengyan picked up the shrimp, pretended not to know, and said, "The boss wants to give me another shrimp?"

"Sister." Jing You looked serious, "The shrimp you made are the best shrimp I have ever eaten."

This is not that Jingyou blows a rainbow fart without a teacher, but is stating a fact. Or maybe it's the best thing that can't be eaten in the mouth. Jiang Shengyan has repeatedly rejected it, which makes Jingyou feel the scratching feeling of ants crawling into the clothes.

Jiang Shengyan was defeated by this "sister" again, and worked hard to peel the shrimp shells for the little ancestor.

Jing You got his wish to eat the shrimp that Jiang Shengyan peeled, the smile on his face stretched a lot, and he picked up a shrimp and held it in front of Jiang Shengyan, as if she was thinking of her as a shrimp peeling machine.

Jiang Shengyan lost his temper, two pear vortices swirled around his mouth, Jingyou's disturbing face reflected in his dark pupils, clear and shining.

Cicadas chirping in the middle of the night, and the moon is bright.

The vast night sky is cloudless, and every star is particularly dazzling.

Jiang Shengyan didn't have a trace of sleepiness, walked to Jingyou's room by the faint moonlight, and sat down beside the bed.

This was the first time she walked into Jingyou's bedroom without thunder.

Jiang Shengyan leaned her back against the edge of the bed, looking out the window through the floor-to-ceiling white gauze curtain, the moonlight was hazy.

Although it is located in the city center, the garden area of ​​the entire community is very large, and there are no tall obstructions around. From every window, the view is very wide.

Jiang Shengyan sat quietly, the familiar poem that a three-year-old child could recite suddenly echoed in his mind.

The moonlight in front of the bed,

Suspected ground frost.

Look up at the moon,

Look down...

Jiang Shengyan turned into a half-kneeling position at some point, and turned to face Jingyou.

Bowing your head, you can meet Jing You's slightly parted, breathing lips.

Jiang Shengyan closed his eyes and fled.

The next morning.

Jing You entered the daily routine of getting up. When his feet fell on the ground, he only stepped on one shoe.

Jing You frowned, she clearly put the shoes in the calculated position last night.

"Secretary Jiang!" Jing You shouted in horror, "Secretary Jiang, my bedroom has been invaded!"

Jiang Shengyan trembled a few times while holding the hanger, and walked into Jingyou's bedroom with the clothes.

"Secretary Jiang, do you think there will be aliens to explore the earth, just in my room? The security system in my room is so powerful, except for advanced aliens, there is nothing else I can come in." Jing You's face was not panicked, but a little excited, "I said there must be aliens!"

Jiang Shengyan agreed: "They must first select samples from high-IQ humans."

"Don't Secretary Jiang think I'm talking about the Arabian Nights?" Jing You's eyes flashed, "Many people don't believe in aliens."

Jiang Shengyan smiled lightly, "I'll believe whatever Xiaoyou says." The soft corners of his eyes were bent down, with a doting smile that made the moon pale.

Jing You added: "Actually, Secretary Jiang came to help me cover the quilt last night."

Jiang Shengyan was stunned for a moment and asked, "Does the boss not believe in aliens?"

Jing You: "Aliens are not so stupid to leave my shoes crooked and leave evidence."

"..." Jiang Shengyan showed an embarrassed but polite smile, "I took a look."

"It's really reassuring to have Secretary Jiang here." Jing You put on his slippers, got up and walked into the bathroom.

Relax?

Jiang Shengyan lowered his eyes.

The increasingly uncontrollable crazy thoughts made her feel uneasy about herself.

…

Jiang Shengyan wore a less serious outfit for Jing You today, and the colors were much fresher than before.

In recent days, all the executives saw that Jing You didn’t even dare to let out a sigh of relief, so they should be relieved.

Jiang Shengyan's body was only a punch away from Jing You.

Boneless fingers fasten the button to the penultimate one. Pull the two ropes that extend from the collar, go over the collarbone, and tie them into a bow.

Nowadays, this errand is getting harder and harder for her.

Every breath of Jiang Shengyan must be controlled and controlled again, for fear of revealing any strange emotions. Or he was bewitched by Jing You and made irreversible deviant actions.

Jing You suddenly got closer and blew **** Jiang Shengyan's side face, and a small white fur flew away from Jiang Shengyan's face.

Jiang Shengyan immediately took a few steps back. You don't need to ask to know that Jing You found something dirty on her face.

But Jing You's move is more dangerous than anything dirty.

"Let's have breakfast." Jiang Shengyan walked out of the bedroom without waiting for Jing You to leave first.

Jing You glanced at the pants on the hanger, frowned, and said, "I haven't dressed yet, Secretary Jiang is more and more lazy."

Speaking of which, I put on my tube pants awkwardly.

Jing Teng Group held an emergency board of directors, and Jing Zhenzhu, the chairman of the second line, sat in person.

Jing Zhenzhu sat in the first place, not angry. Although she is over 60 years old, she has no slack in her makeup. Her hair is dyed black on the top of her head, her lips are vermilion, a chain with gemstones is attached to her gold-rimmed glasses, and a pair of green agate stud earrings are attached to her earlobes. echo each other.

Jing You was sitting at the front. She was the target of everyone's criticism at this meeting.

A bald director said: "The research team that Mr. Jing got back from abroad has applied for funding twice in just a few days, but what has been researched with so much money? No one has seen it, even if Jing is always the granddaughter of the chairman, can't he squander the company's funds like this?!"

Another director echoed: "That's right! I was against it when the project was approved. Burning money for a project that won't see any returns within ten years, and treating us directors as a deaf ear, isn't it too much? Be arrogant!"

"Chairman, we are all old people who have worked hard with you. You can't just favor your granddaughter, regardless of our opinion!"

Jing You remembered Jiang Shengyan's words, controlled his expression, and said calmly: "Although the bionic medical research plan has no profit in the short term, and a large amount of capital investment will be required in the later stage, once it can be applied and promoted in the future, There will be a huge siphon effect, and if the medical field is conquered, many businesses will be able to reduce dimensionality to other competitors in the future."

"In the future, young people, look at the present and then think about the future." The bald director asked, "Tell me how much money is left in our cash pool, and we can't do other businesses. Done?"

Jing You did not back down and said: "I can dilute my shares in exchange for funds, but the budget of this project must not be reduced! If the directors object to my decision, I can be removed from the position of president. "

"Sister Jing." An old director called out the name of Jing Zhenzhu in the early days of the company's establishment, "I have worked with the company for most of my life, Jingteng is my second home, no matter what. It's unacceptable for a half-old child to act erratically!"

Other directors turned their attention to Jing Zhenzhu, waiting for her to express her position.

"Since Huang Dong called me sister, it proves that what I said is useful, right?" Jing Zhenzhu pushed the frame on the bridge of her nose, "Many directors here are veterans, and I will follow The company has been ups and downs for decades, and it is an old man who has been riding the wind and waves together on a big ship. I don’t know if you still remember the beginning of Jingteng’s establishment, what was our philosophy?”

There are four big characters on the wall of the conference room: Challenge, Innovation, Focus, Responsibility.

In the face of difficulties, we will continue to innovate, focus on core technologies, and fulfill social responsibilities.

Jing Zhenzhu continued: "Why does Jingteng insist not to go public? It is to be free from the influence of capital, deploy long-term industries, and not compromise for small profits. Ten years ago, our company's profit point It's less than half of what it is now, when people didn't complain about lack of money, and now they are living too well, but they feel resentful?"

Jing Zhenzhu's eyes swept over everyone on the conference table like a laser cutter, and said slowly: "Even if Mr. Jing has nothing to do with me, the chairman, I still want to say something for her. You should unconditionally support her decision based on the money she has put into your pockets for you all these years."

"But who can guarantee that the R&D team can overcome this technical difficulty?" The bald director said, "If it fails—"

"Dong Li!" Jing Zhenzhu interrupted, "Which company has not experienced failure, is Director Li getting more and more degraded as he approaches retirement? If Director Li is afraid of loss , There are a lot of people who want the equity in Li Dong's hands."

This is equivalent to clearly telling everyone that they can leave the Jingteng ship at any time if they do not want to take risks.