Chapter VII
"Special Assistant to the President?" Meng Yan looked at the number on his mobile phone, it was indeed the number announced by the Ministry of Personnel before, "I'm sorry, did you make a mistake?" I'm interviewing for a secretarial assistant? β
"No, Miss Su. Because of your excellent results and performance in the written examination and interview, the company's senior management has decided to appoint you as the special assistant to the president after discussion, and we have already hired others for the position of secretarial assistant. Please come to the company at 9 o'clock next Monday to report, and I will send you another text message later. The young lady over there had a gentle voice, and her attitude was warm and unusual.
"Okay, I see, thanks." Although Meng Yan was a little caught off guard, he still decided to go. After all, not being admitted and not going to be admitted are two different things. The former still has the opportunity to be a cleaning aunt, and the latter is a naked slap in the face. You can't just do it, you have to do cleaning, right? Isn't that being thrown out as a neurosis?
After thinking about it, Meng Yan felt that it was best to accept the reality.
Although the position of special assistant to the president is not conducive to her task at all, what can she do?
"Alas~" Meng Yan sighed again when he thought of this, feeling that this task was really too difficult.
"Ah Yan, what's wrong? Is special assistance bad? I heard the young lady just now say that the salary is much better than before, and there are many additional benefits. "As a system, it really doesn't understand why the host isn't happy when it's promoted.
"If I was in the fairy world and I was promoted without joining the company, I would definitely put on a feast and jump up happily. But what's the use here? Is there a real benefit to this promotion? Meng Yan sighed again, the special assistant and the secretary assistant are two classes, and her original set of clothes is estimated to not even reach the threshold, and she has to pick up some equipment.
"The salary is higher, will Ah Yan be able to move out of this place soon?" Han Shan tilted his head.
This share house is a typical low-cost house, the environment is almost the same, and the key safety is too low. The surveillance and street lights are broken, and I don't know if it's natural damage or man-made. There are everyone who lives here, and at night, if a girl goes out alone, the probability of an accident is as high as 90%.
The original owner was so raunchy before, in addition to the lack of money, which has a lot to do with it. Now that Meng Yan is here, he naturally doesn't want to be so inhuman. After cleaning up, it was natural for the original owner to be targeted, every time Meng Yan came back, there would be a few followers, although she was not afraid, but she was really fed up with those disgusting eyes. The most excessive is the middle-aged greasy man in the next room, who watches some small colored movies every day, and his voice is very loud, which is obviously deliberate. One night she tried to pick the lock, if she wasn't alert, who knows what would have been disgusted?
Meng Yan is really fed up, so he has been looking for part-time jobs online recently, helping people translate documents. I just hope to make some money and get rid of this place as soon as possible.
"It's true that the salary is too much, but it's not conducive to the implementation of the battle plan I originally formulated!" Meng Yan fell on the bed and turned over weakly.
βοΌ Ayan: What are your plans? Han Shan immediately pricked up his ears.
"It's to find an unobtrusive position and ambush the male and female protagonists. You don't need to be in direct contact with them, you can observe them at any time, and then improvise and see the moves. Meng Yan looked at the ceiling blankly.
"......" Isn't this a secret hand? Han Shan thought so, but accidentally said it.
"That's right! My original plan was to do it in secret! The enemy is in the light and I am in the dark. β
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In the dead hospital room, a girl lay quietly. The girl's little face was pale and bloodless, and her forehead was wrapped in thick gauze, and the gauze was faintly bloody. At this moment, the girl's image is really not good, the thick makeup has been spent, so that people can't see her facial features clearly, and her hair is messy, like a kitten just taken out of the trash can.
Suddenly, the girl's eyelids moved, as if a drop of water had dropped into the still water, and the whole space came alive.
But the girl did not immediately open her eyes, she was still lying there. As if before the illusion.
After a while, the girl opened her eyes, and a pair of dark eyes rolled, and her eyes were clear, without the slightest confusion of awakening. She sat up slowly, her hand expertly touching the phone next to the pillow.
The man who had been sitting next to him like a sculpture opened his eyes and looked at the girl quietly, the indifference and disgust in his eyes almost turning into substance. But he didn't say anything at once, and sat quietly.
βKaraγβ The girl shouted softly into the phone, and the mobile phone in front of her opened the interface, and a sweet female voice sounded: "Good afternoon!" β
"Turn on first privilege." The girl didn't seem to sense that there was anyone else in the ward, and gave orders with a calm face.
"Okay." Kara responds in a brisk tone, but then speaks quickly in Latin, and the girl speaks almost simultaneously at the end of Kara's words, as if answering Kara's question.
The man looked at this scene suspiciously, and his good-looking eyebrows furrowed slightly, this woman.
"The answer is correct, the first privilege is turned on. Master. Kara's voice sounded again, I don't know if it was a man's delusion, as if there was a hint of respect in this mechanical female voice that was not there just now.
"Contact Rui."
"Yes, master." Kara responded, and then the screen of the mobile phone began to change, as if there was an invisible hand controlling the mobile phone, the screen was quickly switched, and a call appeared on the interface, and dialed out, and soon the convenience was connected.
"Awake?" A nice male voice came out of the phone.
"Well, come here. Also, arrange for someone to clean up the house. The girl rubbed her head, then hung up.
"Ye Yaoyue, what tricks are you playing?" Xie Feng's brows furrowed, and he looked coldly at this woman who had been wrong since she woke up.
"Xie Feng?" As if she had just noticed that there was another person in the ward, the girl tilted her head in the direction of Xie Feng, "What are you doing here?" The girl's voice was innocent, as if she didn't understand why he was the one in her room.
"Huh!" Xie Feng sneered, the disdain in his eyes almost turned into substance, "What are you pretending to be stupid, do you want to say that you forgot how you pushed Xue'er downstairs?" β
"Oh." When the girl heard this, she didn't raise her eyelids, and lazily responded.
Xie Feng was choked by this nonchalant expression, and the anger in his heart was almost uncontrollable.
"Brother Xie Feng! It's not about Sister Yaoyue, it's my own carelessness! As the girl's panicked voice came from far and near, the door was slammed open, and a delicate girl appeared at the door panting, the wide hospital gown hung loosely on her body, showing the girl's slenderness, and the slightly messy hair was put on the snow-white face with the running, so that the girl's already Chuchu little face added a sense of weakness, and the amazing contrast between the black hair and the snow-white skin made it difficult to take your eyes off.
"Cher, why don't you rest in bed?" Xie Feng's attention shifted to Yang Xue'er from the moment she appeared, and when she saw Yang Xue'er's appearance, she stepped forward to hug the girl in distress, and looked at the young man who came in after the girl with disapproval. "Shangguan, why didn't you stop Xue'er?"
"Brother Xie Feng, it's none of Brother Mo's business, I ran over while he wasn't paying attention." Yang Xue'er gently tugged on Xie Feng's sleeve, smiled softly, and a red cloud lightly spread on her snow-white little face, "I was worried that you would embarrass Sister Yaoyue, so I came here in a hurry." β
As he spoke, he turned to the girl who had not made a sound with an apologetic look in his eyes: "Sister Yaoyue, are you okay?" I'm sorry, Brother Xie Feng didn't mean to, don't be angry with him, I apologize to you for him. β
The girl known as Ye Yaoyue chuckled, looked at this scene with a playful look, and didn't say anything after hearing Yang Xue'er's words, but closed her eyes with an expression that didn't want to say more.
Seeing the girl's reaction, Yang Xue'er frowned without a trace. Immediately, his eyes darkened suddenly, and Bei Ya bit his lower lip at a loss, and before she could speak, the young man who had been looking at her with a doting expression on the side had already said angrily, "Ye Yaoyue, what do you mean?" Didn't you see Cher talking to you? β
And Xie Feng also strode forward, seemingly planning to teach the girl how to be a person.
Seeing this, Yang Xue'er raised her little hand, as if she wanted to hold the angry Xie Feng, and her small mouth opened slightly, "Brother Xie Feng, Sister Yaoyue is not γγγγγγ β