Chapter Forty-Seven, What an Assistant!
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"That's right: in ancient times, it was rare for a woman to write a letter to a man to leave her real name: she usually used her husband's name, and at the end added a 'clan' to indicate that it was herself, and if it was a girl who was not married, she could only use her own nickname or table character instead. Now I guess Minister Tu won't have a table word, so I'll have to use your nickname instead. This makes it look completely regular. In addition, Professor Deng Yuqiang, I remember that it should be the old man who introduced the lion boy face yesterday and kept asking me about Guli, right? Since you are writing an invitation to your elders, you should naturally use this way of signing. β
ββ¦β¦ How right, are you playing with me? β
After being stunned for about thirty seconds, Tu Qingqing finally came to his senses: "Do you think you can write pavilion style, and I will let you go?" β
"Did I do something wrong?" I spread my hands and asked, "I first helped you deliver breakfast in the morning, and then I'm still working overtime to help you write invitations, I guess I didn't do anything wrong, right?" Well, I don't know when these invitations will be sent, but you're writing them right now, and it should be urgent, and the people on this form are supposed to be sending invitations, right? Now it looks like I'm the only one to write it for you, how about it? β
ββ¦β¦ All of this has to be written! Some of them are going to be sent away at 10 o'clock this morning, have you finished writing? Tu Qingqing asked, pointing to the person on the watch.
"No problem, but we have to hurry." I laughed and dipped it in ink.
"Good! You write right away! Originally, I was going to ask a calligrapher to come and ...... Now it seems ......"
As soon as it came to work, Tu Qingqing immediately returned to her original appearance, and when she saw that I started to write, her face showed a hint of joy.
Then she saw a table of breakfast.
"You...... Can you give these breakfasts first...... Throw it out? Tu Qingqing looked at the hot porridge and oily buns that were still smoking, and there was a look of disgust and even some fear on his domineering face.
"Hurry up. Minister Tu, you better eat some. You see you're so thin, it's definitely because you didn't eat breakfast......"
"I don't eat these things! So disgusting! Also, am I skinny? You're blind, aren't you? β
As she spoke, she grabbed the phone on her desk, presumably planning to call someone to clean it up.
However, before the phone was raised, it rang by itself, Tu Qingqing shook his head, and then pressed the speakerphone button.
"Minister Tu, are you okay?"
There was a man's voice on the other side, and I knew who it was as soon as I heard it: the boss of the company, the tiger-eyed Xia Qi.
"Mr. Xia? Am I alright? What's the matter you're calling? β
Tu Qingqing's face was inexplicable.
"Well, just now my secretary brought me breakfast, and said that in the morning the cafeteria spread: one of your new assistants said that he was going to bring you breakfast, and then packed all the breakfast and carried it to your office. I think you don't seem to have a habit of eating breakfast, huh? Why have you had a big appetite lately? β
I really don't know if this tiger eye really feels strange or likes to joke, or if Minister Tu's 'situation' is really abnormal, Xia Qi actually called to ask about this in person?
"I, I, I...... No, I just ...... Just ......"
"Minister Tu, you are the pillar of our company, supporting half of the company, you must pay attention to your body, eating more is also beneficial, since your assistant has sent you so many kinds of breakfast, you also try to see if there is a suitable one, the company's canteen is still not fine enough, what you like to eat, you try it first and tell me directly, I let my private chef make it for you, it is definitely much better than the company's big pot dishes." You pay attention to the body. β
"Okay...... I know. β
"Besides, I really didn't know you had a new assistant? Minister Tu, be patient with young people! β
After speaking, Xia Qi hung up the phone directly.
Tu Qingqing looked at me, and those two eyes seemed to be about to erupt with fire.
I pretended to be completely invisible and continued to write my invitation.
"How right, you...... You write me these invitations! Don't worry about anything else! β
With that, Tu Qingqing walked directly to his bedroom.
What are you going to do there?
Two minutes later, I Tu Qingqing came out of it again, and I almost didn't throw the pen out of her look.
She wore a cooking bib, gloves, a mask, and a transparent eye patch. The whole person was dressed like a nurse in an infectious disease hospital, with a large garbage bag in his hand, and carefully swept all the things on the table into the garbage bag, and then sealed the garbage bag with both hands, opened the office door and threw it out.
Then he took out a bottle of sprayed detergent and a cloth, scrubbed all the parts of the table where he had just stayed for breakfast, and then threw the cloth out.
Then it is the end after picking up a bottle of air sobering agent and spraying it directly in the air, so that the taste of steamed buns and porridge is completely gone.
In the end, I threw out all my masks and gloves.
"You give me a memory! I can't have any smell in my office! Otherwise, as my assistant, you're dead! β
"Minister Tu, although your office here is also your home, I don't think there is any taste of home at all, do you know why?" I looked at her and smiled.
"Does it feel like home with the smell of breakfast? I'm telling you, don't think I'll let you go if you have some ability! After writing these things, I'm going to visit two clients in the afternoon, you and I! If you're embarrassed, I'm going to throw you out, you know? Both of these customers are very important customers of the company! If all goes well, there's a dinner party in the evening! You bastard, give me a good behave, don't make a fool of yourself again, you know? β
"Have I ever made a fool of myself since I came in?" I winked and laughed.
"Write your words!"
I smiled and continued to write the invitation.
ββ¦β¦ By the way, do you have a driver's license? Do you know how to drive? Minister Tu looked at me writing, and then seemed to remember something, looked at me and asked.
"I've only been in a car, is that?"
ββ¦β¦ I'm so convinced! After writing these, you go to the personnel department to report and ask the personnel department to register for a driving school for you! When my assistant doesn't even know how to drive, this is a special assistant! β