Zheng Zeming followed Jing Hao into the office and continued to answer: "He Qinghai has a double master's degree in economics and law, and she just came back from the United States at the beginning of this year. ”

"Double degree?" Or a returnee, isn't it useless to just be a secretary? Jing Hao just smiled coldly, and then skillfully opened the documents on the table and began to sign, he said without raising his head: "Well, Zheng Tezhu, let's do it first, you go out to do things first, I'll give you an inside line if you have something, remember to sort out the bidding materials and bring them over." ”

"Okay, President." Zheng Zeming quietly retreated.

Jing Hao quickly entered the state and devoted himself to the day's work.

After a while, there was a knock on the door, and as Jing Hao expected, it was his new secretary who walked in with coffee.

Jing Hao couldn't help but raise his head and glanced at He Qinghai's slender legs under his high-waisted skirt. This woman is quite good at dressing up, and the low-cut top, although it is not exposed, is enough to cause reverie, but it seems that she is not very good at wearing high heels.

"President, this is the coffee you wanted." He Qinghai's long black hair covered half of his face, but the coffee cup in his hand never put it down.

Jing Hao raised his eyebrows, "Who told you that I want coffee?" "He wasn't trying to make things difficult for his new secretary, but he didn't really ask for coffee.

"This is what Zheng Tezhu explained before, President, you will drink a cup of coffee every morning without sugar."

"Oh." Jing Hao leaned back in his chair and looked at the new secretary in front of him, "I've been at home for more than a month, but I forgot about this habit, thank you, Secretary He, just put it here first." ”

Jing Hao hated the gentleman and motioned with her hand to put the coffee on the table.

"Okay." He Qinghai put down the coffee, and then said, "If there is anything in the future, please ask the president to give me direct orders, I just came to the president's office, if there is anything that is not in place, please give me more advice." ”

"OK, no problem." Jing Hao hated to take a sip of coffee for face, "Hmm...... It tastes good, at least the coffee is brewed well, and I'm looking forward to your future performance. ”

"Thank you, President." He Qinghai's face was finally no longer nervous and cramped, but showed the kind of smile that he had seen outside the office before. "President, do you need anything else? Breakfast? Or fruit? ”

"No need." Jing Hao vetoed bluntly, and his face became serious, "Set a cup of coffee every morning and afternoon, and I'll let you know if necessary." Also, it's better not to wear such a tight skirt and such high heels to work later, which will only affect your work efficiency, understand? ”

"Yes, President." He Qinghai was very uncomfortable and pulled down her skirt.

Jing Hao continued: "I heard that you are a double master's degree who came back from the United States? Why do you want to be a secretary, don't you think it's so condescending? Or you can consider taking up a position in another department, which will be more suitable for your development. ”

He Qinghai was slightly stunned and replied: "Because I like to do secretarial work, and the clan is also very suitable for my development." ”

"Really?" Jing Hao smiled coldly, "With your education and ability, you can reach the supervisor level in less than two years, but if you are willing to be my secretary, I will earn it." Okay, if you have nothing to do, go out to work, I think so much about you, don't let me down. ”

"Okay, President." He Qinghai still answered in the same respectful formulaic manner, and when Jing Hao finished speaking, she glanced at him lightly, then turned around and walked out.

However, Jing Hao's heart was disturbed. Just now, with his observation of He Qinghai, Jing Hao suddenly felt that her appearance was very familiar, as if she had seen it somewhere, but she couldn't remember it for a while.

Could it be because he had amnesia once, and many people and things don't remember? Jing Hao slammed his head hard.

Somehow, I just feel restless.

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