MTL - Don’t Be a Secretary For a Genius-Chapter 30 President heartthrob

Lightning streaks from the sky, like a dark demon opening its mouth to reveal its sharp fangs.

The roaring thunder is the roar of the devil.

Jing You kept swallowing saliva, closed her eyes and did not look outside.

Jiang Shengyan pushed open the door.

Jing You was relieved to hear the familiar footsteps.

Her face was buried in her knees, her hands held out.

Jiang Shengyan walked over and held Jing You's hands, his palms were sweaty.

It took about a minute.

Jiang Sheng said softly, "I'll get you a blindfold."

Jing You cooperated and let go.

Jiang Shengyan picked up the remote control and closed the curtains before taking out a dark red eye mask from the drawer.

Jiang Shengyan put a blindfold on Jing You.

Jing You lost the fear he had just now, sat on the bed with his eyes closed, and commanded: "Secretary Jiang, do you know where my slippers should be placed? They should be with my crotch. one line."

Jiang Shengyan squatted down and helped the little ancestor set the slippers.

After getting up, he put his hands on the bed and his face was very close to Jingyou.

"Boss, what else is there to tell me?" The ending sound was a very soft voice, like a whisper during a secret meeting.

Jing You lay down and said, "Sleep with me."

Jiang Shengyan tucked the quilt on Jingyou and went around to lie down on the other side.

If you put this scene on other people, it is a naked unspoken rule in the workplace.

However, here in Jingyou... sleep is sleep, without any deep meaning.

Jing You stretched out a hand from the quilt and patted the bed restlessly.

Jiang Shengyan put his hand up.

Jing You dragged Jiang Shengyan into his bed with warm hands, and fell asleep contentedly.

Jiang Shengyan tilted her head and quietly traced the silhouette of Jing You with her eyes.

Jing You made Jiang Shengyan's hand and his own on his stomach in an unprepared state. Present the softest place in front of Jiang Shengyan.

Jiang Shengyan's hand can feel every breath of Jing You and her trust.

Even if the distance between two people is so close, Jiang Shengyan is still greedy, can be a little closer, a little closer. He even wanted to hide Jing You and just look at her alone with those hooking eyes.

Jiang Shengyan closed his eyes, suppressed the urge to get closer, and forced himself to fall asleep without distractions.

The vase in the restaurant is replaced with fresh lilies, which are in full bloom and stretched to welcome the new day.

The old lady of the Jing family sat at the dining table with a cup of coffee in front of her.

She held a book and read every sentence carefully. He had a serious look that was unique to him when he was seeking knowledge.

Even at such an age, the old lady did not miss learning every day.

Jing You and Jiang Shengyan went down the stairs.

"Grandma."

"Chairman."

The two greeted each other.

Jing Zhenzhu smiled and nodded at them.

"Aunt Huang, let's have dinner." She turned her head and ordered.

"Okay, ma'am."

Aunt Huang served three well-balanced vegetable breakfasts.

Jiang Shengyan dug a mouthful of mashed potatoes and put it into his mouth. In the next moment, he closed his eyes, frowned slightly, and the corners of his lips were raised in a strong smile.

"What did Aunt Huang add to the mashed potatoes? The taste is very unique, comparable to that of a three-Michelin star chef."

Aunt Huang smiled from ear to ear and said, "Every time I see Miss Sheng Yan eating, I'm happy, cheers!"

Jing Zhenzhu made a jealous look and said, "Aunt Huang means that she is not happy to see my old lady eating?"

Aunt Huang: "Madam, you are being unreasonable, what do I mean?!"

Jing Zhenzhu just wanted to speak, but she was caught off guard and choked, turned her head and covered her mouth and coughed.

Jing You took out a tissue and was about to hand it over, but Jiang Shengyan already handed a piece of paper first, stood up from the seat, and went over to help the old lady pat her back.

Jing You's hand immediately turned around and wiped his mouth.

This little gesture did not escape Jing Pearl's eyes.

Jing Zhenzhu laughed while coughing. She knows best when she sees a grown child. When she wants to care about people, she never says it outright. Whenever you show a little bit of emotion, the little idiot will immediately retreat, and even deliberately reverse it to make you angry.

The closer you are, the more so.

Jing Zhenzhu stopped coughing, Jiang Shengyan sat back.

During this period, Jing You was like nothing, and kept her head buried in food.

"Ah!"

Jiang Shengyan covered her mouth and sneezed.

Jing You came out of the president's office and just heard this.

"Does Secretary Jiang have a cold?" she asked.

Jiang Shengyan looked at Jing You and said with a smile, "Maybe I catch a cold."

Jing You: "Then Secretary Jiang has to put on the mask quickly."

After speaking, he made a gesture to Secretary Qi, motioning him to follow.

The two walked into the elevator.

In the elevator, Jing You frowned and asked Secretary Qi, "Ling Qi wants to grab the corner of the West District with us?"

"Yes, Mr. Jing." Secretary Qi's expression was heavy, "And Ling Qi got our bid price."

Ling Qi and Jing Teng belong to competing companies, and each has each other's spies.

Jing You glanced at Secretary Qi lightly and said, "Even if they are robbed at the bidding stage, they will spit it out for me later!"

Secretary Qi stood at attention and took a breather, keeping his chest and abdomen tight.

"Okay, Mr. Jing, promise to complete the task!"

Ding.

The elevator reaches the first floor.

Secretary Qi held the door open button with one hand and blocked the elevator door with the other.

Jing You raised his foot and stepped out, the high heels hit the polished floor, making a crisp clicking sound.

It wasn't until Jingyou walked out of the gate for a long distance that the security guard next to him woke up like a dream and said, "Mr. Jing, walk slowly!" Bonus deducted.

The lethality of the president is too great. He has worked here for more than a year, and he cannot be spared.

Jiang Shengyan rubbed his temples, as if he really had signs of catching a cold.

"Secretary Jiang, are you free now? I just interviewed a little girl and thought it was pretty good. Would you like to go take a look? Although it is not a master's degree, the graduating school is an Ivy League."

Manager Zhen's stomach was against the edge of the table, as if a burden was placed on it.

"Good."

Jiang Shengyan stood up and came to the interview room.

"Hello." Jiang Shengyan gave a kind smile to the little girl who was interviewing for the secretary position.

"Hello." The little girl stood up and smiled back.

She is a few centimeters shorter than Jiang Shengyan, her appearance and voice are very sweet. Her black hair was combed into a middle part, and she was braided with a ribbon around her hair several times at the back of her neck, like a girl from Jiangnan who would walk on a bridge with an oil-paper umbrella.

Jiang Shengyan's first impression of this little girl was very good. Although she looked young, her expression and demeanor were all calm.

Jiang Sheng nodded and made a gesture, "Please sit down."

The little girl who was interviewing sat down, and without waiting for Jiang Shengyan to speak first, she took the initiative to introduce herself: "Secretary sister, my name is Ying Jian, I graduated from Penn Law School of Business, majoring in risk assessment, and can speak four languages: England, Germany, Japan and Spain. Official hobby is overtime, private hobby is mischief.”

Jiang Shengyan listened to Ying Jian's words, and looked down at her resume quickly. The little girl is 22 years old, and her resume is very rich.

The University of Pennsylvania is one of the top 10 schools in the world, and venture capital is the university's signature major. It is not an ordinary decision to apply for a secretary assistant position after graduation.

Jiang Shengyan asked with a smile: "Why did Miss Ying apply for the secretary position of our company? You should have noticed that this position should start as a secretary assistant. From your starting point, Jingteng has many more. Interviews for jobs with better pay.”

"Secretary is the closest position to the president." Yingjian said, "There are many elites from elite schools in other positions. I can only start with a small gear, but the assistant to the president's secretary can have more contact with the president's daily life. At work, I can learn a lot, which is very helpful for future development.”

"And..." Ying Jian paused, then blinked at Jiang Shengyan, "Secretary sister is professional and gentle at first glance. Being your assistant must not be a bad errand."

Jiang Shengyan's lips curved slightly, and said, "I don't like flattering assistants."

"This is not flattering, I always tell the truth." Ying Jian said, "And since the secretary and sister came in, I felt a kind of family-like intimacy."

Jiang Shengyan caught the slyness that flashed in Ying Jian's eyes.

Jiang Shengyan's face darkened slightly, staring at Ying Jian with scrutiny eyes, and said, "Miss Ying, the real purpose of your coming to our company is not to study." It is a declarative sentence, and it is extremely affirmative.