The President’s Secretary Wants to Resign Everyday

    Standing to sleep is not stable, almost the moment you fall asleep, you will fall down on your head due to the action of gravity, and you will wake up immediately.

     I shuddered all over my body, woke up, raised my head, and met a pair of deep, inquiring eyes.

    I was startled, took a few steps back, and quickly apologized to the president, "I'm sorry, president, I fell asleep just now and made you laugh. I'll go out right now."

      a wish."

    I immediately stopped walking out, turned around slowly, looked at the president in disbelief, "Gu Dong" swallowed, "Really, can I make any wish? "

    The president gave me a doting smile, "Yeah."

    A big pie was smashed in the sky, ah no, President Santa Claus fell from the sky, I couldn't believe my ears, and even stuttered, "Well, then, President, if you Don't get angry, I'll just say it straight?"

    The pampering smile on the president's face for unknown reasons became even bigger, "Yeah."

    I wanted to say it for a long time, and finally had the chance. I clenched my fists to cheer myself up, and looked at the president expectantly, "Can you give me a raise?"

    The smile on the president's face disappeared instantly, his eyes darkened, "Woman, don't you have any wishes related to me?"

    I nodded vigorously and said with sincere flattery: "Yes, can you please, trouble you, please give me a raise?"

    The president was silent for a moment, "How much do you want?"

    I thought about my current salary, which is almost equal to the tax threshold, and tentatively mentioned a figure that is far from fantasy, "Eight thousand five a month?"

    The wind sword and frost sword slowly brewed in the eyes of the president, "You gave up the opportunity to mention other wishes for such a small amount of money?"

    I am a little confused, what else do I wish for?

    And what is a small amount of money? It’s a loss. If I knew that the president’s psychological expectations were so high, I would say ten thousand.

    "Damn little woman, what should I do with you. The self-control I've always been proud of has collapsed in front of you **** little woman!" The president shook his head slightly, With a long sigh, "Okay, apart from this, I'll make an exception for you to make another request."

      When is it time to go back to China? If you plan to stay in the island country for a while, you still need someone to connect with the ABC Group’s cooperation project in China. Why don’t I go back to China to arrange related matters, what do you think?”

    The president's body slowly gathered a terrible aura that no one should enter, "You don't want to spend a wonderful holiday with me here?"

    If this goes on like this, I will be able to hide the fact that the second male bribes me. I thought hard about my words, and made up a story that I don't even believe in ghosts, but the CEO would definitely believe, "CEO, this is the case, this story sounds a bit weird, but it's true. I have an ancestral one in my hand. The cheque was burnt to me by my grandmother who died for many years in a dream seven days ago. According to the "Instrument Law", the payment period of a cheque is 10 days from the date of issuance of the cheque. During the period of presentation for payment, the bearer can go to The bank prompts for payment. You see it's due soon..."

    The president frowned for a few seconds before interrupting my chatter, "How much?"

      , "500,000."

      "

    "No, no, I want to save it, don't be angry." I waved my hands in a panic, it seems that the president is having fun here, and he doesn't plan to go back for the time being. Forget it, the check is due when it's due, and I'll just take the check and exercise my right of recourse against the second male.

    The president squeezed his fist and let it go, his face was cold, his eyes flickered, his tone was an unquestionable order, "Tomorrow, hotel beach, surfboard, just you and me. Secretary, this is It's my promise to you."

     Are you back in your room?"

    "Are you refusing or welcoming? Want me to ask you to stay overnight?" The corner of the president's mouth raised evilly, he took a step forward and approached me, his lowered voice gurgling and charming , "Woman, don't play tricks in front of me."

    In fact, my brain is in chaos, I can only see the president's lips open and close, and I can't understand what he is saying.

    The low and slow voice of the president seems to be hypnotizing. The breath is sprayed on my face in waves, and it is warm. Today, he sprayed a faint silver mountain spring, which smells very good.

    I couldn't hold my heavy eyelids any longer and fell asleep standing up again.

    This time I had the foresight to sleep with my back against the wall and would not fall forward again.

    I followed the wall and slowly slipped to the ground.

    The president may be very dissatisfied with the fact that I fell asleep halfway through talking to him. He felt that I disrespected him and his self-esteem was frustrated, so he ignored me all night.

    I slept on the floor of the president's room all night, and the next morning, I had a surfboard with the president as promised.

    Although the island country is in the tropics, it will not be cold at night without a quilt, but the water villas in the island country have no carpet on the ground, and they are covered with large glass that can see the sea water under the villa, very hard and very icy. It was very wet, I slept very badly, and when I woke up, I felt pain in my waist and neck.

    I rubbed my dark circles and yawned to the beach. If I wasn't afraid of the president getting angry again, I really wanted to go back to my room and sleep until it was dark.

    However, the president's figure is really good, with wide shoulders, slim waist and long legs, as well as a lot of chest muscles and abs like mermaid lines. For the first time, I quietly praised the author.

    After just helping the president push the surfboard into the water, he just flew up on the surfboard, frantically concave shape, as if standing in the center of the spotlight, never looking back at me at all .

    Leave me alone on the shore, helpless with my heavy surfboard.

    The surfboard can float freely on the sea, but it is really heavy on land, so I had to go back to the hotel to find the staff to help push it.

      On the surfboard, put the back of my hand on my eyes to block the hot sun, smell the salty smell unique to sea water from the tip of my nose, and float on the water, swaying, swaying, swaying, and I have been working hard for several days. Is too tired, and soon entered a sweet dreamland.

    I drifted out with the waves for several kilometers unconsciously, and was rescued by the coast guard patrolling the island country at the point where I was close to the border of the lagoon and was about to enter the open sea. The local nightly news was looped on the TV and was written into the hotel's tourist notice board as a typical example of negative teaching.

    Can you imagine? The drooling photos of me lying on the surfboard with my back on my back and sleeping on the surfboard. I didn't even give me the tummy tucked out of the bikini. They were printed and posted on a notice board that everyone could see. The stroke has a striking big fork.

    I heard that some people even photographed it and posted it online, and I was also selected into the top ten sand sculpture news in the island country that year.

    What saddens me even more is that when I was sent back to the hotel after being verbally educated by the coast guard, the president was still racing at sea, unaware that I was almost drifting in the beautiful South Pacific. Robinson.

    I will never touch a surfboard again! My old secret, I swear to God with tears in my eyes.

    I became a local celebrity in the island country for a while. It is said that everyone talks about me after dinner.

    In addition to buying some souvenirs in the downtown of the main island on the last day, I will not be embarrassed to go out of the room again in the next few days.

    This trip to the island country, the president received the draft of the cooperation project of international large enterprises and the handsome complexion that turned into wheat.

    The heroine sets a bikini every day, and has gained countless beautiful photos and exponentially growing ins fans.

    And I stayed up all night until my liver exploded, and I got a visible reduction in hair volume and blood and tears in front of international friends, as well as a five-year payment reminder One hundred thousand cheques.

    On the plane returning home, the hostess sat next to me, flipped her fingers up and down and kept flipping through the album on her phone, and asked me joyfully, "This trip to the island country, the little host has a lot of fun. So happy! Sister Shushu, are you having a good time?"

    When I was burying my head in sorting out the souvenirs I bought for the CEO's parents/uncles/uncles/aunts/partners/friends, there were even locals from the island country looking for me in the next seat To sign and take a photo.

    I hate it!

    The author has something to say:

    President (proud face): The secretary really likes me so much, in order to appease her jealous heart, I deigned to have a date with her. The first date was a success, and the secretary shyly locked himself in the room for several days just to reminisce about this wonderful memory. Ah my **** charm!