Love begins with marriage v. 11
She sat up weakly, opened the coffee next to her, took a big sip from the straw, and corrected him: "I have been sucked dry of yin qi." β
Xiao He was silent for a few seconds, looked left and right, and after making sure that there was no one around, he carefully leaned into her ear: "What is the relationship between you and Mr. Duan, why did he drive to block you yesterday?" β
Song Wanyue's face did not change: "He is interested in me and wants to chase me." β
Xiao He was so shocked that he couldn't speak.
Song Wanyue sometimes thinks he's quite cute, stupid and cute.
He believed everything others said, and if he told him that the end of the world was coming, he would probably be able to take leave and go home immediately, pack his luggage, and be ready to flee for his life at any time.
The department next door came to visit the door and was gossiping in front: "I heard that Mr. Duan is coming today, Secretary Qin and a few assistants are here." β
"Didn't Mr. Duan never care about our company, why did he come so often recently?"
"Maybe it's because the overseas department is not so busy, so the focus is on the country."
"I couldn't see it with my own eyes yesterday, isn't Duan always as handsome as in the photo?"
The discussion was very exciting.
There is a photo of him on the company's official website, but because it is a group photo, his face is not very clear.
But just by the blurred silhouette and figure, you can see that he is a handsome guy.
Others wear high-end clothes to line people, and he wears high-end clothes, which is people's clothes.
The black suit was on him, with a proper fit, an obvious inverted triangle figure, a thin waist, broad shoulders and long legs.
The waistline almost exceeded the chest of the man who was photographed with him next to him.
The girl who replied happened to go up to deliver the information yesterday, so she had the opportunity to take a look: "It's much more handsome than in the photo, that aura, others were shocked to retreat, and Vice Chairman Liu, who is usually powerful, didn't dare to come out in front of him." β
Several employees looked forward to it, about yearning for an office romance in which a domineering president fell in love with me.
Song Wanyue poured coffee violently, and her brain finally cleared up.
What does their conversation mean, Duan Baiting came to talk about it? Or will Duan Baiting keep talking about it in the future?
In the afternoon, the new manager of the legal department came to take over the work.
She was transferred from other places, and she is a strong woman of the same type as Sister Tao. But it looks more businesslike than Sister Tao.
The new official took office three times, and as soon as he arrived at the company, he beat Song Wanyue and Xiao He, two interns.
Half an hour later, the two walked out of the office dejectedly.
Even Song Wanyue, who has always been optimistic, was criticized by her for not being confident.
The manager called Song Wanyue alone, handed her a contract, and asked her to take it to the president's office.
"It is an acquisition contract for Huifeng Building Materials."
When Song Wanyue passed, the office door was open.
Duan Baiting was dressed in a straight suit, but he didn't look as serious and serious as usual.
With his coat open and his standing posture languid, leaning against his black desk, his eyes falling on the scenery outside the window.
The building is in the center of the CBD, with a view of the Bund on the other side of the lake.
The transatlantic call was from his classmate in the UK: "Did you decide to settle in China this time?" β
Duan Baiting smiled lightly: "Almost." β
The man whistled, and there was a smile in his words: "Some time ago, I heard that you got married, and I thought I didn't have much affection. Kian, I have time to bring my sister-in-law to us to see what kind of heavenly fragrance and country it is, and even your heart can be hooked. β
In the face of this ridiculous joke, he did not refute it.
Just replied: "If you have the chance." β
Song Wanyue knocked on the door outside: "Mr. Duan." β
He turned around and saw her in professional attire, holding the contract, waiting outside.
After ending the call, Duan Baiting slowly buttoned the front button of his suit, turned the chair and sat down.
It is back to the meticulousness of the past.
I don't know why, when I met him in the company, Song Wanyue always felt a kind of restraint that was shocked.
Even if he didn't say a word.
It's probably the suppression of the food chain in nature.
Song Wanyue handed him the contract with both hands.
After Duan Baiting took it, he looked at it.
It's as if casually asking, "Have you thought of something to eat for lunch?" β
When he asked, he didn't look up at her. The eyes are still on the contract.
"My colleague brought me food." She added, "He did it himself." β
βtaοΌβ Duan Baiting's movements stopped, and he raised his head calmly, "Male TA or female TA?" β
Song Wanyue said honestly: "Male TA." β
"The one in your car yesterday?"
She nodded.
There was silence in the office.
Song Wanyue could almost hear her heartbeat.
Duan Baiting stopped talking, and calmly continued to look through the documents.
If it is said that at home, they are husband and wife, at the same level.
But now it's the company, he's the boss, he's the arbiter of everything.
And himself, but a soft-spoken intern.
Where dare to break ground on Tai Sui's head.
Duan Baiting didn't speak, she could only continue to stand here.
I don't know how long it took, she reached out and rubbed her thighs that were starting to be sore, and said in a coquettish voice: "Duan Baiting, my leg hurts when I'm standing." β
It's only been five minutes.
He glanced at the time and closed the cap of the pen in his hand: "Go downstairs and order two meals for me." β
Isn't that his secretary's job?
I muttered in my heart, but I didn't say anything.
But......
"Order two?"
He nodded, "A copy of yours." β
Business has to be done publicly, and everything has to be asked clearly: "The company should reimburse the money for ordering food, right?" β
She can invite her colleagues to dinner, but Duan Baiting casually spends hundreds of millions of evil capitalists in one night, and she must settle every penny with him.
Even if the hundreds of millions he spent are now worn around her neck.
Duan Baiting took out a card from his wallet and handed it to her: "There is no upper limit to the amount. β
Song Wanyue asked inch by inch: "Do I need to return it to you after ordering?" β
"No, you don't."
She shook the hard black card in her hand, and suddenly felt like she was being taken care of.
Although her parents do not lack her pocket money on weekdays, they control her monthly consumption.
lest she develop the habit of spending lavishly.
Her mother said that the child has to be pampered and loved, but not beyond that degree, otherwise it will be doting.
So now, is she being spoiled by Duan Baiting?
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Song Wanyue went downstairs to the western restaurant to order two meals, and when she saw that there were few people at McDonald's next door, she went in and bought a McSpicy Chicken Leg Burger set.
I happened to run into Xiao He who came out of buying coffee.
The two looked at each other, and Xiao He saw that she was carrying so many meals in her hands, and asked her, "You eat so much alone?" β
Song Wanyue said: "There is another one for Mr. Duan. β
Xiao He was almost frightened and bit his tongue: "Duan ...... Mr. Duan asked you to order food for him? β
"Aang." She deliberately took out the black card and shook it in front of him, "I also gave me a copy of this, saying that there is no quota, do you think he wants to support me?" β
Heika had only seen it on TV before, but I didn't expect to see it today.
Xiao He was shocked and didn't forget to experience it himself: "Let me touch, let me touch." β
Song Wanyue felt that he was really funny like this, so she raised her fingers and put the card into her coat pocket: "That's not good, what if you touch it." β
She has recently found teasing him a very interesting time.
In front of Xiao He, he entered the president's special elevator in a grand manner.
As the elevator doors closed, she appreciated with satisfaction the look on his face that was speechless with shock behind the gradually closing elevator doors.
Pick up the food and enter the president's office, and Duan Baiting is answering the phone inside.
All English communication, with her English level, can only hear a rough idea.
It's a matter of work.
According to what Song Wanyue currently knows, there is very little information about Duan Baiting, he grew up in the United Kingdom, and his original development focus was also there.
The reason why I returned to China is only because there are some ancestral properties here that need to be taken care of.
But now, he seems intent on putting his focus back on China.
By the half-open window, most of the cigar in his hand was burning.