Don’t Be a Secretary For a Genius

    When Jing You heard these three words, she was inexplicably angry. She didn't know that Secretary Jiang had such quirks.

    Jiang Shengyan's nasal cavity was filled with the fragrant fragrance belonging to Jingyou, his brain lost control, and he raised his chin.

    "Secretary Jiang, this—" Secretary Qi's voice stopped abruptly.

    "See no evil, listen no evil, speak no evil." Secretary Qi lowered his head and took a few steps back, running away quickly.

    He really shouldn't just look down at his phone.

    Jiang Shengyan deflected his direction, supported his chin with his hand, and pretended that nothing happened.

    Jing You got up, looked in the direction where Secretary Qi disappeared, and asked, "What did he just say?"

    Jiang Shengyan pressed his upper and lower jaw together tightly, only pulling the muscles at the corners of his mouth upwards, revealing a very fake smile that anyone with discernment could see.

    Then said: "Is there something the boss wants to do with me?"

    Jing You was stunned for a moment, then shook his head.

    "I'm looking for Dr. Lu."

    After saying that, turn around gracefully.

    Jiang Shengyan's eyes flashed a trace of loss.

    When Jing You came to the door of the laboratory, Ying Jian was still locked out.

    "Mr. Jing." Ying Jian smiled and nodded.

    When she faced Jing You, her attitude towards Jiang Shengyan was very different.

    Jing You looked at the indicator light above his head and said to Jane, "Please go to Hefeng to buy a black roe sushi for Dr. Lu, please, she likes it very much."

    "Zhefeng" is a private chef of Japanese cuisine. Only by visiting the store in person can you enjoy the chef's craftsmanship. However, Jing You and the boss unexpectedly lived on the same channel, and they chatted very happily the first time they met, and the other party made an exception to let her take out.

    "Okay."

    Ying Jian turned around with a look that was both lonely and envious, very complicated.

    I don't know if Lu Xian deliberately went against Ying Jian, and the "working status light" at the door of the laboratory went out as soon as the person walked.

    Jing You unlocked the lock with his face, and the metal door slowly slid.

    Lu Xian took the paper handed over by the assistant and wiped the sweat on his forehead.

    The assistant glanced towards the door and said, "Doctor, I'll go out first."

    Lu Xian: "Yeah."

    "Mr. Jing." The assistant stopped and said hello when passing by Jing You, and then continued to walk out.

    Lu Xian raised her eyes and looked at Jing You, curved her lips, and said in a half-joking tone: "If I try for a few years and fail to succeed, will I have no chicken feet to eat? "

    Jing You firmly said: "Then keep trying."

    Lu Xian took off the gloves on both hands and threw them into the trash, and said softly, "I'm really afraid that one day you really won't even have the money to buy chicken feet, and Nothing was accomplished."

    Jing You shook his head and said, "It will be successful."

    Her tone and demeanor were not so much confidence as there was a strong desire and belief in her heart.

    "You came empty-handed?" Lu Xian suddenly turned around.

    Jing You: "Secretary Ying, come over later."

    Lu Xian: "She doesn't eat."

    Jing You thought about it, took a few steps closer, and brought his face to Lu Xian.

    Lu Xian instinctively tilted his face back, and his feet also stepped back.

    "What are you doing?" Lu Xian's eyelids wrinkled, turning into big and small eyes.

    Jing You just broke through her safe distance, and the hair on her entire back stood up.

    Jing You touched his chin, "Normally normal people really don't like others being so close, Secretary Jiang is so strange."

    Lu Xian couldn't understand what Jing You was muttering, so she went to the refrigerator to get a box of pickled chicken feet, which was a new flavor she just unlocked recently.

    After returning to China, she felt that her life was too miserable. She was trapped in the laboratory every day, and she didn't know how many things in this world she had never eaten!

    Jing You found a chair and sat down, and said sweetly: "Sister Lu Xian, I want to ask you a question."

    "I have a higher status in your heart?"

    The reason why Lu Xian said this is because there are not many people who can make Jing You ask questions humbly, most of them are academic leaders.

    Jing You: "Why do you say that the frequency of my mood disorders has increased a lot recently than before? Will I get mania?"

    Lu Xian: "I'll eat more of your food, as for this?"

    "No, no." Jing You shook his head a few times, "Secretary Jiang has made me angry more often, not my problem."

    She found the "real reason" without struggling for a few seconds, so she was relieved.

    After a while, Jing You said to himself: "I only gave her a salary increase."

    Yes, the door rang softly.

    Jing You said: "Secretary Ying is here."

    Lu Xian: "Did you ask her to give me a birthday?"

    "It's not sushi, it's sushi." Jing You got up from the chair, "I'll go first."

    Lu Xian immediately lay down on the dissection table and pretended to be dead.

    How dare she eat what Ying Jian brought? Still out of sight and out of mind.

    Office of the President.

    Secretary Qi reported the budget usage of the "Bionic Medical Research Project" to Jing You, and turned around to prepare to go out.

    Jing You stopped him and said, "Secretary Qi, have someone bring me a treadmill."

    "Okay." Secretary Qi nodded and went out.

    In ten minutes.

    Jing You was still wearing formal work clothes, so he started sweating on the treadmill, and the speed was adjusted to 8 kilometers per hour. At the average running speed of a woman, that's the equivalent of sprinting down the road.

    After running for five minutes, Jing You gasped. Even so, it didn't stop.

    Jiang Shengyan walked in, tapped a few times on the treadmill control panel, and the speed slowly slowed down.

    Jing You held the handrails on both sides of the treadmill with both hands, out of breath, full of irritability, and said, "Don't disturb my exercise!"

    "Is this exercising?" Jiang Shengyan looked annoyed, "You want to die suddenly!"

    Hearing the word "sudden death", Jing You gritted his back molars and hesitated for a few seconds, then stepped off the treadmill.

    Jiang Shengyan turned off the power, took Jing You's hand, and said softly, "Are you in a bad mood?"

    Jing You lost her strength and sat down on the ground.

    Jiang Shengyan grabbed Jing You's arm with both hands, trying to pull her up, but was rejected.

    Jing You looked up at Jiang Shengyan and said, "Sit with me."

    Jiang Shengyan supported the cylindrical skirt with his hands, smoothed the skirt corners, and sat down with his legs. There was no dissatisfaction, and he didn't ask Jing You why he did this. He just raised his hand and wiped Jing You's sweaty forehead.

    Jing You rested his head on Jiang Shengyan's shoulder and closed his eyes, much calmer than before.

    Jiang Shengyan patted Jing You's back lightly with his hand, one after another, if accompanied by a lullaby, it would be like coaxing the baby to sleep.

    This state lasted for five minutes, and Jing You suddenly stood up.

    "I'm going to take a shower," she said.

    It seems that she is not the one who just ran on the treadmill.

    Jing You just lifted his foot to leave, and his eyes darkened.

    When people come together violently, it is easy for the brain not to supply blood, and for a short period of dizziness.

    Therefore, Jing You stumbled and sat down on Jiang Shengyan's lap.

    A "heavy object" suddenly hit the kneecap, Jiang Shengyan gasped in pain. At that moment, she thought her leg was about to break in two from the knee.

    "Fortunately, Secretary Jiang gave me a **** pad." Jing You patted his heart.

    Jiang Shengyan did not know where the shameless courage came from. He locked both hands in front of Jingyou and said, "My leg was just broken by you, how are you going to compensate?"

    Jing You said decisively: "I have no money!"

    The corners of Jiang Shengyan's lips curled slightly, "Then don't get up." It's just that she lost her mind.

    It's good to hold like this for a few minutes.

    Jing You turned his head, Jiang Shengyan's face was close at hand.

    Both breathing slowed at the same time.

    Jiang Shengyan moved her red lips slightly, using all her strength to suppress the desire to kiss.

    Jing You's eyebrows turned two corners and said, "Secretary Jiang really has a quirk, and likes people to talk so close."

    In Jing You's mind, the scene of Ying Secretary leaning over to Jiang Shengyan to speak again, "Can't you change it?" There was strong dissatisfaction in his tone.

    Jiang Shengyan sighed and did not continue the topic.

    "Slow down this time." She said to Jing You.

    Jiang Shengyan suspected that she was really kissing Xiaoyou, and Xiaoyou didn't even know what she meant.

    Before Jing You got up, he put his face in front of Jiang Shengyan again, and instructed: "Don't talk to others like this in the future, you will be eye-catching."

    Jiang Shengyan closed his eyes angrily and shouted: "Get up!"

    Jing You: "Just made me slow down."

    Jiang Shengyan pushed Jing You away from her body and sneered: "Does the boss know that women change their faces faster than turning over a book?"

    Jing You lowered her eyelids in fear, "I know now."

    Secretary Jiang's face change is more terrifying than thunder.

    Jingjia Garden.

    "Ma'am, there is an international package sent from the island of Proda." Aunt Huang said.

    Jingzhuo's hand pruning the branches and leaves paused, and said lightly: "Throw it away."