Song Yuyan's nervous heart almost jumped out of her chest. Her watery eyes exuded dull eyes, and her bright eyes looked at the employees of Nan Group Company. The employees who stopped in front of them all looked at President Nan. This, petite, sweet and lovely girl, what is the relationship between this girl and our president? How did you get into the Nan Group...
Nan Zeyu glanced at the employees in the company hall with a stern look, and he said in a cold voice: This Miss Song is my friend, today When she first came to work in the company, I saw that anyone who didn’t welcome her was the one who couldn’t get along with me, Nan Zeyu!
The man’s voice was so cold that it made people shiver when he heard it. The employees turned to President Nan , lined up to face President Nan, timidly said: Don't dare, don't dare, President Nan! Then, the staff looked at Song Yuyan who looked dumbfounded and said in unison: Welcome Miss Song, who is new to Nan Group. Welcome!
The voice was very loud, resounding throughout the entire hall of the company. Song Yuyan was obviously frightened by this formation. She stepped back and walked quickly towards Nan Zeyu, looking at him with a deep look that could confuse people. With his eyes wide, Nan Zeyu sneered slightly, looked at Song Yuyan and said: How is it? My profession obeys me, Xiaoyan
As soon as the word "Xiaoyan" came out, all the staff raised their eyes and looked at Song Yuyan fiercely. Song Yuyan's pupils instantly dilated and his eyes turned to the front. The staff Looking at her eyes, there was doubt, confusion, doubt, disbelief and disbelief. Oh my god, why does this boss treat so many people as calling me so affectionate?
At this time, she really wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into and not come out. Song Yuyan looked at Nan Zeyu who looked indifferent and stammered: Um, is Mr. Nan good at discipline? I don't dare to take it! Nan Zeyu's eyes turned cold, and then his handsome face returned to a cold and frightening face and said: "Yi Hong, follow me, don't run around, you know?"
Song Yuyan’s watery eyes looked at Nan Zeyu with a hint of cunning and said: No, Mr. Nan, since I am here to work, I must be familiar with this company? After hearing this, Nan Zeyu almost lost his temper and memorized it, "This little girl, you don't listen to me, do you?" Very good
The man held Song Yuyan's arm, his eyes were as sharp as a pair of ice and frightening. He looked at Song Yuyan and whispered: Song Yuyan, come back to the villa and see how I deal with you. Nan Zeyu's bass was very magnetic, but Song Yuyan felt as if something bad was going to happen. She quickly looked at Nan Zeyu with a flattering look and said sweetly: "Don't dare, Xiaoyan doesn't dare, listen." Yours, I won’t run around.
Nan Zeyu watched Song Yuyan change her face to a flattering smile before letting go of Song Yuyan's small arm. Then, the man's big palm naturally held Song Yuyan's small hand and walked towards the company elevator. Song Yuyan Looking blankly at the man's neat, handsome and thin profile, she then turned her head and bowed several times to the stunned lobby staff before quickly following the man's footsteps.
The man held Song Yuyan with great strength, but not very tightly. The man’s palm was wrapped around Song Yuyan’s small, white and smooth palm, and the two sides of her small face wereWith a slight blush on her cheeks, Nan Zeyu held Song Yuyan's palm and walked to the elevator. He quickly pressed the elevator button. Song Yuyan's heart was beating nervously. She was really grand the moment he held her palm. I don’t even dare to get out...
The elevator door opened quickly. Nan Zeyu held Song Yuyan’s palm and walked into the elevator. Seeing the elevator door close, Song Yuyan looked at Nan Zeyu and said dissatisfied: You can let go of my hand. You have successfully made me the focus of your employees on the first day I entered your company, Mr. Nan!
Song Yuyan said the last sentence of Mr. Nan through gritted teeth. , Nan Zeyu turned to look at Song Yuyan, whose mouth was twitching in anger. He let go of Song Yuyan's palm and said in an indifferent voice: What, are you still not satisfied? Song Yuyan lowered her head due to lack of confidence.
The man looked at Song Yuyan, who had his head lowered, and smiled evilly at the corner of his mouth, haha, it is so easy for Xiao Nizi to tame you. You must know that he, Nan Zeyu, has never held the hand of any woman. This little girl was not satisfied yet. He frowned and looked unhappy. Soon, the elevator reached the 19th floor, and the man walked out of the elevator first.
When Song Yuyan heard the voice, she raised her eyes and trotted out of the elevator. The man walked towards the office corridor coldly. The staff who were working in the office saw the arrival of President Nan and stood up and rushed to Nanze. Yu Bi said respectfully: Good morning, Mr. Nan!
The man looked at the bowing employees with a cold face, and said in a cold voice: There is a new employee in the company today, Song Yuyan. Say hello to everyone! The man looked at Song Yuyan behind him. Song Yuyan hurried forward, clasped her hands at the hem of her skirt and looked at the staff nervously and said: Hello everyone, I am a staff member who joined Nan Group for the first time today. My name is Song Yuyan. Please Sisters, please give me some advice!
After Song Yuyan finished speaking, she bowed to the staff at a standard 90 degrees. The staff looked at Song Yuyan. This girl is so sweet and lovely, and her watery eyes seemed to be able to talk. Yes, the smile is also very sweet. The more I look at it, the more I like it. Song Yuyan smiled sweetly and accepted everyone's gazes on her.
The man looked at Song Yuyan’s smiling and sweet face, and his cold eyes looked at the woman beside him, who was neither tall nor short, and said coldly: Manager Jin, give Song Yuyan I have been assigned a typist position, do you know? Manager Jin looked at the handsome man with a gentle face and said coldly: "Okay, Mr. Nan, I understand."
The man looked at Song Yuyan, who was still bowing and had not stood up, and said helplessly: Okay, straighten up, I'm going back to the office. Song Yuyan quickly straightened up and looked straight at Nan Zeyu's cold handsome face. Why did his eyes become cold again? However, this is in his company and of course he can do whatever he wants.
Song Yuyan looked at Nan Zeyu with a confused expression and said: Okay, Mr. Nan, go and do your work! Nan Zeyu glanced at Song Yuyan's sweet face, and then quickly turned around and walked to the office. Song Yuyan looked at Nan Zeyu's tall, cold and fast back. This boss walked so fast, but he The legs are really long too!
Manager Jin looked atSong Yuyan said calmly: You are the new employee, right? Song Yuyan. When Song Yuyan heard someone calling her name, she turned to look at Manager Jin blankly, and said seriously to her: Yes, Manager Jin, I am Song Yuyan who successfully applied for the job yesterday and then went to the president's office for a re-examination!
Manager Jin frowned and looked at Song Yuyan. This girl looked confused. Can she really type? Song Yuyan looked at Manager Jin's eyes examining her, and said to Manager Jin: I can type, write, and copy. Although I am still a college student, my language is really good, Manager Jin.
Song Yuyan’s voice was sweet, which made Manager Jin’s puzzled expression feel warmed for an instant. Manager Jin exhaled, looked at Song Yuyan and said calmly: Okay, you follow me Come on, Song Yuyan. Manager Jin turned around and took Song Yuyan to another office.
Song Yuyan followed behind. When she saw the office space, she was stunned. The computer was too big. There was only a big computer on the table and some golden bouquets. Manager Jin looked straight at it. Looking at Song Yuyan, she said, "This is your office. You sit there for a while, and I'll get today's copy and type it for you."
Song Yuyan looked at Manager Jin and nodded, then put her bag on the table and sat on a chair. She looked around the corridor and looked at the stairwell behind, where was the south. Zeyu's president's office is not generally large. The stairway is designed with transparent glass and black gold, giving the entire space a luxurious feel.
Song Yuyan sat in the office for a while. Manager Jin walked up to Song Yuyan with a stack of copybooks and placed the stack of copybooks on the table. Song Yuyan stood up and looked at Manager Jin. , Manager Jin shook his sore fingers and looked at Song Yuyan and said: This is the copywriting that will be typed today. You must finish it before getting off work and hand it to me before get off work, before 7 o'clock, do you understand!
Song Yuyan looked at the pile of copybooks on the table with a look of disbelief. How many? Does she have to finish typing the words in her copybook before leaving get off work at 7 o'clock? Her eyes widened suddenly and she looked at Manager Jin. Manager Jin looked at Song Yuyan and said sternly: Otherwise, do you think it would be so easy for you to join the Nan Group? Sister, okay, hurry up and call me, I have to go to work.
After speaking, Manager Jin left Song Yuyan, who was stunned, and turned around to walk to his office. She quickly looked at the watch on her hand. It was now 10 o'clock. She had to hurry, hurry, hurry. Song Yuyan rolled up her long hair, then tied her head into a bun, lowered her head, and opened each copybook.
She quickly turned on the computer, looked at the computer screen, opened the copybook, and started typing quickly while looking at the copybook. Although she did not have a big computer at home, she took computer classes at school. , she was the fastest typist in the class, and even Teacher An praised her typing skills. Song Yuyan concentrated on typing, and at the door of the office, a man looked at Song Yuyan in the office with a pair of deep bottomless eyes.
Song Yuyan was looking at the computer screen attentively, and Nan Zeyu curled his lips slightly.Nizi is so cute when she takes her work seriously. He looks at Song Yuyan in the office downstairs in a good mood. Slowly, little Nizi will become dependent on me, and then she will fall in love with me.
Thinking of this, the corners of Nan Zeyu's mouth couldn't help but crazily rise. It's also possible that he had already had feelings for her, but he didn't know how to express it, so he wanted to stay in this way. You can see her every day by his side.
All morning, Song Yuyan quickly typed the words in the copybook, one after another, until a gentle-looking woman in the office next door walked up to Song Yuyan and said: Hey, new guy Yes, Song Yuyan, right? Hello, my name is Nie Ranran. It’s noon now. Do you want to have dinner with me?
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Song Yuyan raised her eyes and looked at the girl with twin tails who appeared next to the computer. The girl had an innocent smile on her face. Her eyes were neither big nor small, but her eyes looked very gentle and watery, and her nose was small. , the lips were slightly thick, and the skin was fair. Song Yuyan looked at Nie Ranran and said hurriedly: Thank you, I won't eat anymore, I have to type, and there are five books left, so I need to speed up.
Nie Ranran looked at Song Yuyan with a confused look on her face and whispered: Manager Jin is like that, just leave her alone, she likes to make things difficult for newcomers, so I’ll go eat first. , and then bring some food back for you, Yanyan.
This sound made Song Yuyan's eyes heat up. She looked at Nie Ranran and said sweetly: Well, okay, I'm sorry to bother you, I'll eat all the dishes, just watch and beat me. Nie Ranran said nothing, walked up to Song Yuyan, and put his cheek against her little face that was as white as snow and as cold as snow.
Song Yuyan smiled sweetly at Nie Ranran. Nie Ranran stood up quickly, then turned and left the office corridor. Song Yuyan looked at the office. They all went to have lunch, and she was the only one left. She continued to focus on the computer screen, typing, but in fact her fingers were already a little numb.
But she can’t say she is tired. Only those with super-high degrees, rich experience and knowledge, and proficiency in various workplace and office languages can enter the Nan Group, and she is just an inconspicuous college student. It is better to be more or less good friends with the CEO before you can join the Nan Group to work.
Nan Zeyu works like a desperate man. It is already 12:30 noon, and he is still working hard in the office. Song Yuyan, on her side, finished typing a copybook and then continued typing. Another copybook is being worked on as if tirelessly.
She didn’t know how long she had been typing. She felt her stomach growling, so she stopped typing, straightened her neck, and looked at the CEO’s office on the stairs. He had gone to have lunch. ? She wanted to take a look, but she hadn't finished typing yet, so she thought she might as well forget it.
After Nie Ranran had a full meal, it was already 2 o'clock when she returned to her office. She walked quickly towards Song Yuyan with a small bag in her hand. Nie Ranran looked atSong Yuyan said: I've finished eating, Yanyan, this is a meal for Nie, see if you like it.
Song Yuyan looked up at Nie Ranran, and then looked at the small bag on the table. She was so hungry that she quickly opened the bag. There was a box in the bag. She opened the box and saw the food inside. The smell made her suddenly hungry.
Australian giant lobster, shellless lobster meat is placed on the side of the dish, as well as fried snail meat with broccoli, and finally, salt-baked duck legs, the meat of the duck legs is plump and smooth. , the color is not thick and light, just like the color of being baked with salt.
Regardless of her image, Song Yuyan picked up the black gold porcelain soup next to her and ate it. It was so fragrant and delicious. Nie saw Song Yu wolfing down the food and said: Nan's Group's food The food is better than what I eat at home. I don’t bring the same thing every day. Hehe, if you like it, eat more. I’ll fill it up!
Song Yuyan looked at Nie Ranran with a moved face, her eyes filled with moisture. Nie Ranran touched the back of Song Yuyan's head and said softly: "Don't cry, Yanyan, I will bring you food every day." You, you eat quickly! I'm going to take a nap. I'll be busy again at 3 o'clock.
Nie Ranran sighed, walked back to his office, lay down on the office desk, and fell asleep directly. Song Yuyan burst into tears and smiled. This girl, she just slept when she said she wanted to. It’s really not good. Treating her as an outsider, Song Yuyan speeded up her lunch. After finishing lunch, she threw the finished bones into the large trash can next to her and walked quickly back to her office. Her watery eyes continued to look at the computer screen. Writing.
Nan Zeyu fell asleep. He was so sleepy that he slept on the bed in the office lounge. Song Yuyan kept typing. Soon, there were only three copies left in the copybook. She felt a soreness in her waist. But his typing fingers didn't dare to slack off for fear of typing some words wrong. When the time came to 6 o'clock, Manager Jin finished his work, turned off the computer, got up and walked to Song Yu's office.
Song Yuyan was typing up the last copybook. Manager Jin looked at Song Yuyan and said sarcastically: What, haven’t you finished typing yet? You can't get off work until you finish playing today, Song Yuyan. Song Yuyan had a cold face and looked at the computer screen. Manager Jin couldn't say anything angry. She pointed her finger at Song Yuyan with a livid face and angrily shouted: Newcomer, you actually dare to ignore me, right?
Song Yuyan didn't want to talk to her. Suddenly, a man's cold and scary voice came from behind: When did I say you can't get off work until you finish the work, Manager Jin. Manager Jin stiffened, turned around and looked at the man's handsome face with a cold face, lowered his head and said in a trembling voice: No, no, no, Mr. Nan, you never said that, Mr. Nan is good.
Nan Zeyu frowned and looked at Song Yuyan who was typing. Has she been like this all day? He walked towards Song Yuyan with a cold face and tapped his fingers on the table. Song Yuyan raised her eyes and looked at Nanze Yuyan in panic and said: Mr. Nan, you are here, I have finished typing, wait a moment! < /p>
The man stared at Song Yuyan with cold eyes and said: Don’t I let you get off work? It’s 6:30, let’s get off work! Xiaoyan and Song Yuyan saw the endHis fingers moved quickly and neatly as he typed each line. Then, he raised his eyes and looked at Nan Zeyu's cold eyes and said: Mr. Nan, I'm done typing, then I can get off work.
Song Yuyan looked at Manager Jin who was too scared to speak and said calmly: I'm done, Manager Jin, I'm off work. The man turned around and looked at Manager Jin, his eyes sank and he asked: Did you ask her to type these words? Answer me, Director Kim.
The man's voice was so intimidating that Manager Jin lowered his head in fear and did not dare to raise his head. His body was trembling. Song Yuyan was stunned. The boss's voice was so scary. She stood up tremblingly. , took the bag on the table, looked at Nan Zeyu and whispered: I'm leaving first, I'll wait for you downstairs, Mr. Nan.
After saying that, Song Yuyan trotted away quickly. The man looked at Manager Jin and said coldly: She is my friend. If I see her like this tomorrow, don’t do it. Do you understand, Manager Jin? After the man finished speaking, he quickly followed Song Yuyan's footsteps. Song Yuyan took the elevator downstairs. When he exited the company door, he saw a familiar Ferrari parked at the company door.
She ran over quickly. The man's pace was very fast and he caught up with Song Yuyan in a few seconds. Behind him, Nan Zeyu looked at Song Yuyan and said indifferently: Why are you running so fast? Don’t wait for me either, Xiaoyan. Song Yuyan turned around and looked at the tall, handsome and cold Nan Zeyu. He touched the back of her head with his big palm, and then knocked on the door of the Ferrari.
The next day at work, although Song Yuyan no longer typed the words in the copybook, she still kept typing, and the workload was not so much. On the other side, Nan Zeyu from the president's office looked at At Song Yuyan's office, he frowned. Why is this little girl still typing? He shook his head and continued to walk back to his desk and work. This little girl just doesn't listen to me, right? Very good, he has his own way to make her obey.
In the afternoon, Song Yuyan finished her typing work. She lowered her head and looked at her watch. It was already 5 o'clock. The workload today was not very heavy, so fortunately she was not very tired. It seems that yesterday's supervisor Jin already knew Nan Zeyu's power, and she did not dare to give her more work, so the typed documents were completed in the afternoon.
Just at this moment, Song Yuyan's cell phone rang. She picked it up from the table. The caller ID was Nan Zeyu. She looked at the stairs. She got up and took advantage of everyone's work. Time, quietly walked to the stairs. She walked up the stairs step by step, feeling extremely nervous. The sound from the stairs seemed to have been silenced, and she could not hear the sound of shoes going upstairs at all.
Song Yuyan walked to the door of the office. Just as she was about to raise her hand to knock on the door, the door of the office suddenly opened. The man quickly pulled Song Yuyan into the office, closed the door with his long legs, and pushed Song Yuyan, who looked shocked, into the office. He leaned against the office door, looked at her stunned watery eyes and said sternly: Do you like typing so much? Song Yuyan, huh?
Song Yuyan's pupils shrank, and she looked blankly at Nan Zeyu, who had a cold face. Her arms were raised by the man and pressed down in the office with his big palms.On the door, looking at Nan Zeyu's cold face, he cried: How can I like it? I have been tortured by the devil for two days of work. Ayu, my fingers are so sore, really.
There were a few tears in Song Yuyan’s eyes, which made Nan Zeyu’s heart ache instantly. He slowly put down Song Yuyan’s thin arms, hugged her into his arms, touched her back and said :Fool Xiaoyan, since you know your fingers are sore, why are you still typing? The man's voice was full of heartache, and Song Yuyan's eyes were filled with tears. She bit her lower lip tightly and closed her eyes.
After a while, he said in a dull voice: Am I not new to your company? Then I think, of course I have to do a good job. I can’t join the Nan Group just because I am a good friend with you. I don’t want your company employees to gossip, so I can only work hard to impress them? The man hugged Song Yuyan tighter and placed his big palm on her waist. Song Yuyan blushed slightly and leaned her head on Nan Zeyu's shoulder, enjoying this moment of exclusive embrace.