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Chapter 16 "So stupid, can't you stand on tiptoe?"

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    Mo Wanyan looked at the information on the phone, considered it in her heart, and finally decided to obey the leader's wishes and obediently go up to see the president.

    Even though she is not interested in being promoted to the president's office, she has no right to choose in the workplace.

    Just as she was staring at her phone and replying to the message intently, the elevator stopped on a certain floor, and a tall figure walked in from the outside.

    Mo Wanyan subconsciously avoided the corner of the elevator, replied a simple message respectively, then hung down her mobile phone, raised her eyes slightly, and saw from the mirror-like elevator wall that one hand was in the pocket of the suit trousers, and the other hand was arranging the tie in the mirror.  Your noble son, it's just this face Does it look familiar?

    Just can't remember where I saw it.

    She thought it was a hotel guest, so she nodded calmly.

    Han Zhi's clear eyes glanced back at the person leaning in the corner through the mirror, then turned around suddenly, his eyes were indifferent and without any warmth, "Secretary Mo, do you not say hello when you see the boss?"

    "Eh? Mr. Han, Mr. Han, I'm sorry, I didn't recognize you at the first time."

    Um?  As for Guixin, a man like him who shines brightly no matter where he goes, and who can meet each other at the end of the year dinner every year, actually said that he didn't recognize him as the boss in the first place!

    Han Zhi turned his body slightly to the side. He had always been uninterested in the female staff who came to please him uninvited in the hotel, but this girl pretended to be a stranger when she saw him. His heart and face were seriously hurt!  He snorted coldly in his nostrils, "Do you know that someone reported to me today, saying that you speak ill of me behind my back?"

    "I spoke ill of you? Ha! You must have mistaken the person."

    Not only did Mo Wanyan not feel a huge crisis, but was amused by this sentence.

    Just like when I was in school, someone suddenly ran over to make things difficult for her.

    In fact, I just want to invite her to a convenience store off-campus to eat ice cream together.

    "Mr. Han, are you going back to the office directly now?"

    "Don't change the subject easily! Although the HR manager recommended me to be the next secretary of the president's office, you are among them." He shook his head.

    "But the naive and boring thing like you talking bad about me behind my back has been greatly discounted in my impression." So arrogant that he talked to the boss in the restaurant, and what he said was not a nice thing, how could he allow her to be presumptuous!

    Mo Wanyan wanted to explain, but when you are in the workplace, you can't escape if someone digs pits and traps for you.

    Han Zhi stroked his eyebrows and shook his head with a sneer, "Why don't you explain?"

    "Would you believe me if I explained and didn't say anything bad about Mr. Han?"

    "Why should I believe you?" Han Zhi actually wanted to say, "I believe you a ghost", and I heard it with my own ears.

    Do you still want to deny it?

    Mo Wanyan didn't know which great god he had offended today, but somehow he was taken to the executive floor of the president to question him.

    The executive floor of the President's Office is so quiet that it seems that it is not in the world.

    The secretary's desk is just outside the door of the president's office, occupying the most central and conspicuous position on the entire floor.

    Mo Wanyan ignored the gaze of the two pairs of eyes at the secretary's desk, and silently followed Han Yi into the CEO's office.

    On the surface, the HR department and the guest room department seem to want to promote her, but now with Mr. Han's attitude, it seems that he doesn't intend to promote her, but wants to find an excuse to demote her.

    Rising brightly and falling darkly?

    Han Zhi walked to the sofa in the reception area and sat down, tugged on his tie, and the secretary immediately brought tea and snacks.

    Like a child who has done something wrong, Mo Wanyan stood there obediently with his hands folded.

    Han Zhi glanced sideways at the woman who refused to come and sit down, with a thin layer of anger on his face: "Forget it! Although I am not broad-minded enough, I don't want to argue with women, so sit down and drink tea."

    The other party gave the steps, and Mo Wanyan sat down immediately, holding a teacup and blowing Buddha's words.

    "I heard from Manager Li of the Human Resources Department that the Secretary of the President's Office will be transferred back to the headquarters of the Neon Country next week?"

    Han Zhi paused while drinking tea, and glanced at the cheeks of the charming woman opposite, then fell on the calm eyes of the other party, and said in a calm tone, "That's right, they recommended you."

    "I'm afraid I'm not qualified for the post of secretary to the president's office."

    "Mo Wanyan! I haven't pursued the fact that you spoke ill of me, but you refused the hotel's personnel appointment as soon as you opened your mouth."

    "Are you appointed?" She held the hot teacup, and turned her hot left hand to her right.

    Han Zhi pulled off his tie, took it off and threw it on the sofa, and smiled slowly at Mo Wanyan, "I will make an appointment now, starting tomorrow, and you will come up to the president's office to be my secretary;  go to work, you also follow?? go to work.  "

    Mo Wanyan: ""

    "In addition, my secretary is obliged to work overtime, so there is no need to expect a salary increase, and there is no overtime pay;"

    Just trying to take a sip of tea, it was said that Mo Wan smoked a cigarette before she could say that doing so would exhaust her to death.

    The man whose boss was terminally ill got excited again, and spread his hands, "No way, we capitalists like to give employees a lot of blessings!"

    Mo Wanyan has long heard of how difficult it is to serve this fine-grained boss.

    However, after carefully chewing on what the boss said just now, she always felt as if she had heard it somewhere.

    That's right, when she was drinking morning tea in the restaurant this morning, she and her girlfriends complained wantonly about working overtime.

    So, could it be that someone overheard her two chatting at the time and passed a small note to the boss?

    However, Mo Wanyan has already developed the skills of a bone spirit in the workplace, so she plans to refuse to admit it!

    Hmph, you didn't hear it with your own ears, so what can I do?

    "Oh, by the way, do you know how to wear a tie?" Han Zhi suddenly picked up the tie with the hand holding the phone and opened it.

    "A little bit," Mo Wanyan said in a low voice.

    "Either yes, or no, there is no such a strange level." Han Zhi put down his teacup, Gao Jun stood up, and threw the tie to her, "I've decided! You will come up to be my secretary now  , take care of the president¡¯s office for me; by the way, I¡¯m going to a dinner party tonight, now, help me tie my tie properly, and I¡¯ll take over the work with the palace secretary later.¡±

    Mo Wanyan straightened her tie and walked up to the boss. With her height, she couldn't reach the other's neck unless she stood on tiptoe. However, Han Zhi seemed to be deliberately teasing her, standing there straight, urging, "  Hurry up."

    The atmosphere in the spacious interior suddenly became subtle.

    Mo Wanyan held up his tie before reaching the other's shoulder, "Boss Han, lower your head a little."

    "You're so stupid, can't you stand on tiptoe?"

    However, the noble young master smiled evilly, and finally, he bent over slightly cooperatively, but his hands had nowhere to rest, so he could only lightly embrace her slender waist, watching her white fingers deftly slap him.  nice shape.

    Mo Wanyan usually pays attention to keeping a safe distance from the opposite sex.

    Her waist was suddenly pinched by a pair of claws, which made her feel uncomfortable all over.

    After fastening his tie, he took two steps back in a calm manner, and said respectfully, "Mr. Han, do I have to take over the job today?"

    "Yes! There is no reason to take back what I said. If you don't want to, you must submit a letter of resignation." (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com
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