Chapter 264: Dreams
"Really?" The president's eyes lit up, and then his tone became an understatement, "Jiajia, are you trying to please me?" β
"Of course not, I never wanted to please you." I looked at the president and didn't show a look of disgust for me, but his little eyebrows hinted that he was still a little excited, but I still looked into the president's eyes with sincerity and said to him, "I won't flatter, I won't flatter, I just tell the truth, sometimes, you really have to think more than many men." β
"A lot of men? You're comparing me to everyone else? "The president turned his head to look at me, because it was a red light, the car stopped directly, and when he turned his head, only the sound of each other's breathing could be heard quietly in the car.
"Uh." My mind is blank at the moment, I've been with the president for too long tonight, I seem to have other emotions towards him, like a hypnotized sense of dependence, I studied psychology, and I think that as long as I go home now, I will end this obsession with the president.
"Hey!" The president shouted to me to come back to my senses, and at the same time the traffic light came on, and the car started to start, smoothly.
I slowly came back to my senses, turned my head to look at the president who had already turned around, the corners of his mouth were hooked, he must be thinking about something beautiful, could it be that the company has appreciated again? The president's wallet bulged higher?
"You haven't answered my question yet." The president's teeth opened and closed, and he spoke slowly.
I looked at the president's lips in a daze, and after a while, I replied: "This party obviously feels a little longer than the last party, and I am a little exhausted, so although I haven't gotten off work yet, it seems that I don't have to worry too much, so I slow down my way of thinking, which causes me to keep thinking about what your problem is when I reply to you." β
"Have you figured it out?" The president patiently asked me again.
Compare yourself to others...... It doesn't seem to be.,But I will unconsciously compare one side according to all the men I knew before.,But it's not intentionally compared.γ
I shook my head, nodded again, and said slowly: "There shouldn't be any comparison, I just think that your maturity is the degree of maturity in my heart, and I don't have to compare with people I know." β
"Hmm." The president didn't ask me.
Well. I followed it softly, and then let my mind go free.
"Is Yu Liang naΓ―ve?" Suddenly, in the carriage, the president's voice sounded, and the street lights on the side of the road suddenly turned on.
I looked at the street lamps that lit up and shook my head: "Not naΓ―ve, just too rebellious." He doesn't necessarily really love me, he just feels that I'm a difficult person to deal with, and he just wants to settle with me. If he really loves me, he should ...... "I didn't speak anymore."
The president tilted his head, a little curious about my answer, and emphasized: "What should it be?" β
"Nothing." There is no great need to talk too much about personal things with the president, and it is still a matter of Yu Liang, in the shopping mall, Yu Liang is already the number one goal for everyone who wants to become partners. I knew that the president didn't mean to take advantage of me, after all, if he wanted to use me, he wouldn't use me at this time, and he would ask me all about everything from the first day of employment, but he didn't have a single one.
"Do you think I'm using you to find out about Yu Liang?" The president also thought of this idea, but asked me if I thought so, and his expression was sincere and serious, not joking or unhappy.
"Nope." I answered honestly, but then I thought about what if I just said no, but the president really thought so, and I said more, "What do you think?" β
"Me?" The president hooked the corners of his mouth, and his eyes began to light up again when he looked at the road ahead, and when he turned another corner, he was about to arrive at the gate of the community. There is not much time to speak, and the president is slow and leisurely, and even deliberately delayed.
If I don't finish a topic, I think I'll collapse on the bed and toss and turn over and over in pain, thinking about why I didn't finish it, and at the same time turn on my phone and risk my life at 12 o'clock in the middle of the night to tell another participant who didn't finish the topic what I thought, and desperately hope that he would reply to me too.
"After that, president, a topic can only be separated after it has been finished." I didn't seem calm, and my tone of voice was a little anxious.
"Poof." The president sneered and stopped the car, "What are you worried about, Jiajia." I'll live across the street from you, go to the parking lot with me, and go back together. β
I really wanted to finish talking about it, so I nodded, "Yes." β
As soon as I said it, the atmosphere began to feel a little subtle awkward, after all, it was always the president who told me that I could say yes, and I was a little secretary who dared to judge the president's code of conduct.
I mean...... "My brain was spinning and trying to last last day, but I couldn't think of a good word to explain it for a long time.
The president shook his head, restarted the car, prepared to drive to the parking lot, and said to me, "It's okay, I think we can be friends in private." β
"Don't dare, president, sometimes I'm easy to be hypnotized, and I feel like I'm off work now, so I'm out of proportion." My attitude became humble, and I knew that while the benefits of being friends with my boss were obvious, there was less professional pressure, but there was more interpersonal pressure.
Then I'd rather have a higher professional pressure, and I really don't want to get involved in interpersonal relationships.
The president nodded, parked the car, and I got out of the car with him.
Because I am the president's secretary, I have been with countless times, but this time I walked side by side made me a little restrained, and every time I touched the president on my shoulder, I felt a little numb.
I pressed the elevator with the president and stood in front of the elevator, the president looked at my legs and asked me, "Is it cold?" β
I shook my head, "It's not too cold, it's okay." β
"Do you want clothes to wear?"
"No, it's home."
"Next time, I'll choose a long skirt for you."
"Okay." I was silently grateful, but then I thought, "Didn't you let me go?" β
"Oh, yes." The president suddenly became cute, and then smiled, "I just think, Jiajia, if you can really try to change your dressing style when the weather is good, your figure is already very good material, and it will be a waste if you don't look good." β
"I don't mind wasting." I hinted to the president.
"Today you are favored by the big director, I hope you can agree in the face of the big director, you are indeed a good piece of material. Jiajia, you know what? The president was right in front of me, eager to hear my answer.
The elevator arrived, the president went out, and I followed. I had already walked to the door and waved to the president, "President, I thought about it...... My dream is something else, not an entertainer. β