Chapter Thirty-Eight: The Life of Enslavement Begins Again
"Got fired?" Chen Yirin's expression eased and said with a smile.
"Yes, the manager may think that I am too arrogant, I just have so many days off after the interview, and there are already new people in that position, so I don't even have a chance to re-interview." The more Zhang Mingxi spoke, the more aggrieved he became, and his soft pink lips were full of wine, slightly upturned.
"There are good companies, do you have to go to that one?" Looking at her clean and fair face without the slightest blemish, Chen Yirin's throat trembled, and he said in a dumb voice, "If it's okay, go make me a cup of coffee, I have a lot to deal with tonight." β
"However, the agreed two-and-a-half-year period has come to an end, and besides, this is not a company." Zhang Mingxi was obviously lacking in confidence, his voice was getting smaller and smaller, and his head was about to be buried in his neck.
"The end of the two-and-a-half-year agreement does not mean that the next two and a half years cannot be agreed, not to mention, even if I am not your boss, I am also your new creditor."
Chen Yilin leaned against the wall, half-leaning on it, with his hands around his chest, looking like he was smiling but not smiling.
The three words 'new creditor' stimulated Zhang Mingxi's nerves again like an initiation, his face was suffocated, and he hung his head in frustration, "However, I already plan to change the working environment, I will always return the money to you when I earn enough." β
"I'll talk about changing jobs later, but now, go and make me a cup of coffee, strong, unsweetened." Chen Yilin didn't feel pressured at all when he said this.
Zhang Mingxi didn't speak, but her unmoved figure had already expressed what she meant.
The smile on the corner of Chen Yirin's eyebrows deepened, and he said unhurriedly, "You can not go, even if I am your savior?" What if I were your creditor? If you have no conscience, who can stop you? β
Under the chatter of an unscrupulous president, Zhang Mingxi thought of the shameless 180,000 arrears, as well as the life-saving grace of dog blood, and then thought that he was still under the roof of people, and suddenly felt that the future was bleak, his life was bleak, and his eyes were gloomy......
"Mr. Chen, don't say it, I'll go."
Let him continue to speak, and she will become an ungrateful villain with no conscience.
For more than two years, she has been making coffee for a long time, and people who don't know much about these high-end things can now brew a coffee with several different flavors.
"Steward Xie, where are the coffee beans and the coffee machine? It would be better if there was ground coffee. β
"In the kitchen, I'll take you." Steward Xie, who is over thirty years old, is a very gentle and amiable woman, and she was very friendly to Zhang Mingxi when she first saw her, and she was also smiling when she could speak, and the whole person inexplicably exuded a kind of maternal brilliance.
Two minutes later, Zhang Mingxi was dumbfounded at the very high-end coffee machine, "How do you use this thing?" β
Steward Xie taught her very patiently, and the whole process was meticulous to a heinous level, but Zhang Mingxi didn't remember it, and she was too embarrassed to let Steward Xie teach her again.
"Steward Xie, is there instant coffee here?"
"Yes, yes, but that's what we drink, if Miss Zhang drinks it, let's drink it." Butler Xie kindly reminded.
"I don't drink coffee, it's Mr. Chen who wants to drink it, take a pack." Zhang Mingxi thought about it, Chen Yilin wanted strong coffee, one pack was definitely not strong enough, "Why don't you take three packs." β
"Miss Zhang is sure that the young master wants to drink?" Steward Xie's always calm face was also a little surprised.
Chen Yirin's pickiness is by no means a simple word to describe, not to mention instant coffee, it is carefully ground and brewed coffee, and the wrong concentration or wrong heat will also be cold.
Their young master still likes this Miss Zhang, but don't fall out of favor because of a cup of coffee?
"yes, who else drinks coffee at night?"
"Miss Zhang, if the young master's face is not good, you will admit your mistake to him, the young master is different from others, and he will probably not care too much about you."
Steward Xie kindly instructed, and Zhang Mingxi agreed with a blindfolded face.
A few minutes later, Zhang Mingxi entered the study with a cup of super strong instant coffee, I have to say that this cup of coffee is really strong, and there is probably a lot of precipitation at the bottom of the cup, and it can't be stirred.
"Mr. Chen, your coffee."
"This is the coffee you brewed?" Chen Yilin stared at the cup of dark brown liquid in front of him that tasted not very harmonious, and the smell of inferior essence made him frown unhappily.
"That's right."
Chen Yilin thought that this was the coffee that Zhang Mingxi had brewed by himself, put it to his lips and took a sip gently, and his stiff eyebrows immediately wrinkled together, "Secretary Zhang, you are not in the company, and your coffee making skills are a lot rusty, and the taste of this coffee is becoming more and more perfunctory." β
"Is there one?" Although Zhang Mingxi is not cold to coffee, but this thing is so good to buy, it won't be so unpalatable, right?
I took a sip of this cup and tasted it, and it tasted like ...... Wonderful.
decisively disliked it, "Mr. Chen, do you want to ...... I'll give you a cup of tea, and it will also refresh you. β
"Then I'll be respectful and obey." Chen Yirin's gaze lifted from a pile of documents, and his eyebrows were stained with a smile.
"......" Zhang Mingxi suddenly felt that she lifted a stone and hit her own foot again, what did she say to make tea? It should be said that bring him a cup of boiling water.
The matter of making tea is very simple, that is, the tea leaves are sprinkled into the cup, and then the hot water is brewed, which is a cup of freshly baked tea. However, this kind of instant coffee-style tea is estimated to be useless after a while.
Zhang Mingxi, who thought that he would be able to return to the room with peace of mind after sending tea, would never have thought that Chen Yilin had so many tricks.
"Secretary Zhang, you don't have anything to do, just go through these documents for me." Chen Yilin quietly looked at Zhang Mingxi from the corner of his eyes, and said, "If I deal with it alone, I'm afraid I will have to deal with it until the second half of the night." β
"......" is still shameless? Do you want to be embarrassed? What kind of work efficiency is Chen Yirin, others don't know, doesn't she Zhang Mingxi know? This document can be read in three or four hours at most, and now it is just past seven o'clock, why is it in the middle of the night?
Seeing that Zhang Mingxi didn't say anything or talk, Chen Yilin rubbed his eyebrows with a tired face, and said helplessly, "Hey, some people insist on dying and not saving them, and I don't want to force them......"
Zhang Mingxi resisted the urge to scold, "Mr. Chen, is it still divided according to the previous method?" β
After all, there are not so many documents, isn't it too detailed to divide them like before? The most important thing is to waste her time.
"You see you're in a good mood."
"......" depends on the mood, she doesn't want to do it, can she do it?
"Secretary Zhang seems to be reluctant, I don't like to be strong, if Secretary Zhang is really ......"
"No, no, I am voluntary, I can share the worries of the president, and I will not hesitate to do anything about the small ones." Zhang Mingxi sweated profusely in his heart, why is it so difficult to say something with a clear conscience?
"Then I'll be disrespectful." Chen Yilin lengthened his tone, and it was not difficult to hear that there was a bit of lightness in his slightly raised tone.
"......" Zhang Mingxi assured that if Chen Yilin refused again, she would definitely not be so in a hurry.
I vaguely felt that I was back two and a half years ago, and the life of enslavement began again.
"Secretary Zhang, I suddenly remembered that there is a project plan for cooperation with Qisheng Group in the third compartment of the bookshelf, you can go and find it."
Chen Yi opened his mouth suddenly, his serious eyes revealing that he could not refuse.
"But I've got one more thing to sort out......"
"Come back and tidy up." The man's long fingers brushed over the heavy splint of the folder, and his tone was flat.
Of course he wouldn't say it, just to find her something to do when she was almost finished.
"Got it." Zhang Mingxi turned around, wanting to cry without tears.
Mr. Chen, take a good look, how can there be a third grid? This is clearly the third row!
Zhang Mingxi, who was going to accept his fate, finally fought for himself when he picked up the twentieth document and still didn't find the one that Chen Yilin asked for, "Mr. Chen, is that document urgent?" β
"I'm going to use it tomorrow, do you have any questions with Secretary Zhang?"
"How so?" How could there not be?
Zhang Mingxi looked at the third grid of the bookshelf with resentment, she was not as long as the third grid when she lay down, and she was not as high as the documents inside when she stood up, when did she have to see this?
The more upset she was, the more she couldn't stand it, and the more she couldn't stand it, the more upset she became, which led to the end result that she was very rude when she took the file and put it down.
Chen Yirin naturally took all this in his eyes and hooked his lips quietly.
His work was almost over, so there was no need to embarrass her, so he pretended to be calm, "No need to look for it." β
A frustrated woman pouted and whispered, "Aren't you going to use it tomorrow?" Could it be that Mr. Chen plans to find it himself? "I knew it couldn't be with my toes.
"Of course...... No. Chen Yilin smiled meaningfully, and Cen Leng's eyebrows and eyes were dyed a little soft, "I suddenly remembered that I don't seem to need that material tomorrow, so you can come over and continue to divide the documents." β
ββ¦β¦βexcusemeοΌ She's already seen more than half of it, maybe she can find it if she works hard, you told me she didn't need it? "Mr. Chen, were you kidding me just now?"
"You think I'm going to joke with you?"
"......" She actually wanted to say that Chen Yilin was quite serious when she was joking, who knows if she was playing her seriously just now?
"Secretary ...... Chapter"
"Mr. Chen, what else do you have to command this big night?" As soon as Chen Yilin said three words, Zhang Mingxi cried with a sad face.
Even if Chen Yirin wants to be a model worker, he can't pull her, she is very innocent. But when he thought of the huge debt on his body, he could only accept his fate and let it go.
"I mean, if you want to go to the company tomorrow, it's still the same position, if you don't want to, then take two days off at home."
After saying that, a certain man strode away, leaving behind the little secretary with a confused face.
Ay?
Mr. Chen can't be possessed by someone, right? How did you suddenly become so talkative? usually calls her like a little donkey, but now she is still giving her a holiday?
Zhang Mingxi, who had been enslaved for so many years, suddenly had a belated feeling of tears in his eyes.
I'm still looking for "Honey love little secretary, I don't follow the president!" "Free?
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