Xia Shanshan almost instinctively protected her stomach with her hand the moment she hit it, and the person opposite also hurriedly stepped back, she raised her head, and what caught her eye was a familiar face.

"It's you, why are you here?" This is the kind man who sent him to the hospital a few days ago, but he didn't expect such a coincidence to become a colleague by fate.

Song Xianji saw that Xia Shanshan was fine, and he seemed to be relieved, "Why can't I be here, this is the decoration of Xianji." ”

Decoration ...... These words swirled in Xia Shanshan's mind, and suddenly, she suddenly realized, "Song Xianji, Xianji decoration won't be your company, right?" ”

Song Xianji bent the corners of his mouth, and the smile that he couldn't hold back was refracted from his clear swollen eyes, "It's my company, is there any problem?" ”

"No, no, hello chairman." Xia Shanshan only said hello after realizing it.

Song Xianji looked at the woman in front of him and felt a little cute.

"It's okay, look at you in such a hurry just now, where are you going?" Song Xianji's eyes seemed to be gentle and could pinch out water.

was reminded by Song Xianji, Xia Shanshan remembered what she was going to do, she brushed her messy bangs, "I came to apply for an interior designer yesterday, and yesterday someone from the company called me and said that I was successfully admitted, but I came today to know that I was asked to be the assistant to the chairman, and I wanted to ask what was going on." ”

"Isn't it good to be an assistant to the chairman? You seem to be repulsed? ”

"What I want to do is a designer, the assistant to the chairman is really not suitable for me, if you recruited me just to let me be an assistant, then I may have to say sorry."

Song Xianji's dark eyes flowed out some star-like crystals, "No one may have told you that every designer in our company has to start as an assistant." ”

"What?" Xia Shanshan was a little surprised.

"Out of strict requirements for interior designers, you need to be an assistant for a period of time, when to change from an assistant to a designer depending on the situation, the assistant usually has to do not as much as the designer, and it is not so difficult, this period of time is for employees to learn, step by step, the first few months are not tired, but ......" Song Xianji said half of the pause, "that is, the salary is a little less, about 20% less than the designer." ”

Xia Shanshan secretly calculated in his heart, although it was less than 20 percent, but it was enough to support himself, so it was fine, and if she was pregnant, she should not be too tired for the sake of the baby. Just study hard these few months.

"It's okay, chairman, I think it's good to study hard in the past few months, you're right, you have to go step by step." Xia Shanshan fell on the hook of Song Xianji and repeatedly expressed his interest in this position.

"That's good, I'm afraid you won't be used to it for a while, accompany me to the meeting with the sea decoration today, at three o'clock in the afternoon, you can prepare."

After Song Xianji finished speaking, he left from the corridor, Xia Shanshan looked at Song Xianji's back, secretly excited in his heart, and felt that he had picked up a big bargain, according to what Song Xianji just said, the work in the past few months was relatively easy, it was convenient to raise a fetus, and he could make money to pay rent to support himself, and the chairman was so approachable.

She returned to her office, sat down in her chair, sorted out her notepad and forms, and prepared for the three o'clock meeting in the afternoon.

In a blink of an eye, it was already half past two in the afternoon, and Xia Shanshan's office sounded Song Xianji's voice from somewhere.

"Xia Shanshan, bring the materials of Shanghai decoration to my office." Xia Shanshan was startled by the sudden sound, then hurriedly sorted out the things on the table, and ran to Song Xianji's office with small steps.

"Got the things on the table." Song Xianji put down a sentence and stepped out, and Xia Shanshan cautiously followed behind.

When they arrived downstairs next to the extended Lincoln, someone opened the car door for Song Xianji and Xia Shanshan, and Xia Shanshan sat beside him, his spine unnaturally stiff.

"You seem nervous?" Song Xianji's hand inadvertently and naturally rested on Xia Shanshan's shoulder.

"Nope." She replied reflexively.

Song Xianji sneered, then glanced at her meaningfully and took his hand away.

In about twenty minutes, they arrived at the company building of Sea Decoration, where about a dozen people formed a circle around the rectangular desk, leaving two seats for the chairman and the assistant to the chairman.

Song Xianji and Xia Shanshan sat down where the two of them were, and a person who was over half a hundred years old walked to the direction of the projector and started the meeting with "Hello everyone".

Twenty minutes after the meeting began, the person on Xia Shanshan's right seemed to always touch her waist with his elbow intentionally or unintentionally, she didn't pay much attention at first, and after adjusting a posture, the other person directly covered her back with his palm.

She almost screamed, and kept moving her body in a small area until the meeting ended half an hour later.

I originally thought that the nightmare would be over when the meeting was over, but I didn't expect that after the end of the meeting, Song Xianji on her left naturally communicated.

"The decoration has done a very good job this quarter, I heard that your company has a lot of talents, you can do it at such a young age, no, it's not easy." Xia Shanshan's right Uncle Mediterranean with a gray bow tie praised Song Xianji.

"Uncle Shen has won the prize." Song Xianji also responded politely.

"Young talents are ready for generations, unlike us, old, useless, most of the opportunities at work have been given to you young people, look at you secretary, it's really cute." Uncle Mediterranean, who was called Uncle Shen by Song Xianji, said as he gently stroked Xia Shanshan's white and tender face with his wrinkled hand.

She subconsciously wanted to dodge, but she hurriedly retreated hard, and almost bumped into Song Xianji.

After the meeting, the irrelevant people left in a hurry, and for a while, only the two secretaries of the Mediterranean, Song Xianji and Xia Shanshan were left in the conference room.

"Shiji, my uncle grew up watching you grow up, you little secretary ......" Before he finished speaking, Song Yanji put a hand directly around Xia Shanshan's shoulder, and naturally pulled Xia Shanshan into his arms.

Half of the Mediterranean words saw Song Xianji's actions, and the remaining half of the sentence was stuck in his throat and couldn't be spoken, originally he planned to ask Song Xianji for this watery woman, but looking at Song Xianji's posture, this woman should be his person.

"Uncle Shen, what are you going to say?" Song Xianji asked knowingly.

"It's nothing, I just want you to go back and say hello to your father on my behalf." Mediterranean's face was not very good, and he quickly changed his words.