In S City, which is eager to pile up floors on the moon, the sixty-story Genesis International Building is really not high.

But no one dares to ignore its existence, for no other reason, in this year's list of Asia's top 500 enterprises, Genesis International ranks first with an operating income of 908 billion US dollars, and Leng Yuchen, the current president of Genesis International, has become the youngest richest man in Forbes Asia with a personal net worth of 56 billion.

On the 60th floor of the Chuangshi International Building, the president's office occupies two-thirds of the position, and the remaining one-third is the president's secretary's office. At this moment, An Haoran, the only secretary to President Leng Yuchen, held a document, and with an unexplained smile on the corner of his mouth, he pushed the door into the president's office.

Throwing the documents on Leng Yuchen's desk, An Haoran found a comfortable position on the leather chair opposite and sat down, with a consistent bohemian smile on his face, "This is the new nanny information that Zhou's mother is looking for, please take a look at your old man." ”

Leng Yuchen raised his head from the document, and there was no expression in the cold eyes on the thousand-year-old iceberg's face, "An Haoran, I'm thinking that maybe you are too idle." ”

An Haoran shrugged indifferently, the two of them have been iron buddies for many years, and for Leng Yuchen's iceberg face, he has already cultivated a thicker skin than the Genesis Building to resist the cold, "Lord President, I am very wronged, it was Mother Zhou who said that she wanted to give it to you." ”

Leng Yuchen's cold eyes were calm and waveless, obviously not believing what An Haoran said. In a popular phrase on the Internet, I would rather believe that there are ghosts in the world than believe An Haoran's mouth. Despite this, Leng Yuchen still took the folder. Opening the file, snow fell on the face of the thousand-year-old iceberg again, and he threw the folder aside with a 'snap', buried his head back in his work, and dropped three cold words: "Re-recruit." ”

An Haoran, who had expected the result, shook his legs unhurriedly, and slowly reported: "Please allow me to remind my great president, in the past month, you have run eighteen nannies, and today is the last day of Zhou's mother's employment." In other words, if the CEO doesn't mind having a big dinner at the hotel in the next few months or years, then, OK, I'll re-hire you until I find the right person. ”

Suitable for two words An Haoran bit very hard, how could Leng Yuchen not know what his idea was, inevitably a miscellaneous woman would come to the door in the future, Leng Yuchen said in a deep voice: "The applicable period is a week, tell her that if you have crooked thoughts, get out of it as soon as possible." ”

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"Hello, Miss Long Jiaqi, I am An Haoran, the secretary to the president of Genesis International, please arrive at the Starbucks Coffee House near Genesis International Building on time at 3 p.m., and I will talk to you about your future job as a nanny for your interview."

Hung up the phone, Long Jiaqi looked at the time of the mobile phone, it was already half past twelve, from S University to the Genesis International Building to take the bus to transfer twice, plus the waiting time, it would take about two hours, if the road was jammed again, then if you want to arrive at three o'clock, it is a dream.

In order to prevent unnecessary accidents, Long Jiaqi dialed Xiao Yichen's phone, "Yichen, I successfully interviewed for the job of a nanny, but the other party asked me to go to the Starbucks near the Chuangshi International Building at three o'clock in the afternoon to talk about specific work, can you take me over for a while, I'm afraid I won't be able to catch up by bus." ”

At 2:50, Long Jiaqi stepped into Starbucks in the last ten minutes, "Hello, are you Miss Long Jiaqi?" ”

Long Jiaqi paused and nodded.

"Miss Long, Mr. An is waiting for you at table eighteen."

At table 18, An Haoran looked at Long Jiaqi walking towards him through the magazine, and compared with the photo on her resume, she was more dazzling.

A long straight black and bright hair, a ponytail tied at the back of the head, naked/exposed forehead, a clean face, no heavy bangs of girls nowadays and heavy makeup that must be painted when going out, a simple white T-shirt, a pair of jeans washed a little white, a pair of canvas shoes that do not exceed 100 yuan, worn on Long Jiaqi, who is 1.68 meters tall, is so harmonious that it seems to be tailor-made for her.

This girl lives quite beautifully, this is the impression of An Haoran who is playing flowers when he first saw Long Jiaqi.

But this dress looks somewhat familiar.

"Hello, Mr. An."

An Haoran put down the magazine, the gentleman got up and pulled out a chair for Long Jiaqi and asked her to sit down, in Long Jiaqi's stunned gaze, An Haoran returned to his position and sat down, and said with an elegant smile: "It's an honor to serve a beautiful woman." ”

"I am also honored to be praised by Mr. An for beautiful women."

Long Jiaqi's generosity made An Haoran look at it twice, and a touch of interest was aroused in his heart, "Miss Long Jiaqi, what do you like to drink?" Today I have a treat, and the company pays for it. ”

"Cappuccino." An Haoran's words are undoubtedly very favorable, and a simple sentence makes people eliminate their nervousness, and also shorten the distance between them.

After the coffee was served, An Haoran raised the corners of his mouth strangely and looked at Long Jiaqi, "Miss Long Jiaqi, in the past month, before you, eighteen nannies have left. ”

Long Jiaqi was silent.

An Haoran looked at Long Jiaqi appreciatively and continued, "Does Miss Long Jiaqi know where they went after leaving? The entertainment city under Genesis International, where everything is served. For women who want to climb into a man's bed, this kind of place is undoubtedly the best place for them to be, what does Miss Long Jiaqi think? ”

Long Jiaqi was noncommittal, she somewhat understood the purpose of coming here today. Taking a sip of coffee, Long Jiaqi raised his head and looked at An Haoran with clear eyes, "Secretary An, I understand very well the conjecture of an old man who only has money left. Please tell President Leng that I have no interest in the old man, even though he is rich. ”

Old man? Referring to Leng Yuchen?

Long Jiaqi's clear eyes saw the bottom, and being watched by such a clean eye for a long time would make people feel ashamed of themselves, An Haoran was stunned for two seconds, and then asked pretending to be serious: "Miss Long Jiaqi doesn't read magazines?" ”

Long Jiaqi nodded, not to mention magazines, she rarely even goes online.

"Miss Long Jiaqi." An Haoran pointed to his face, "President Leng is not an old man who only has money in your mouth, on the contrary, he is a handsome and attractive man like me, although he is colder." ”

Long Jiaqi looked at An Haoran seriously, then took out a palm-sized round mirror with a closed lid from his handbag and handed it to An Haoran, "Mr. An rarely looks in the mirror." ”

An Haoran took the mirror, not knowing why.

"Mr. An, there is a saying in China that a man has forty-one words, and according to this saying, you and President Leng are probably still flowers, and they are indeed very young. But for me, who is just in my early twenties, my teeth may still be a little tender, and I can't gnaw on the old grass of the cold president. ”

An Haoran played with the mirror, and for the first time a woman described him as an old grass. Regardless of whether Long Jiaqi is acting or not, she has successfully aroused his interest.

"Mr. An, please help me transfer the mirror to President Leng, and tell him that paranoia is a disease and must be cured!"