The President’s Secretary Wants to Resign Everyday

    Yes, as the title suggests, although the president's name is still president, the actual controller of Batian Group is me now.

    Hey, what is the controller, in fact, he is still a wage earner. The CEO's father is the major shareholder, and the decision is in his hands.

    Since the author abandoned the pit, our world has become more and more standardized, and there will never be the mistake of confusing the shareholder meeting and the board of directors often in Mr. Ba’s articles.

    I moved into the president's large office and set up a small study table for the president next to the desk, so that I can supervise the president's study at any time.

    At that time, there was no one else in the secretary room. The study table was bought by the hostess. From the bookshelf to the corner of the chair, there were blind girls.

    For this reason, the eight-year-old cut has been angry with me for a long time. He was so angry that he ignored me for several days. When he saw me, he blew his beard and stared at me, and his mouth was pouted.

    I promoted Xiao Hei to become the new secretary.

    The first project Xiao Hei took over after taking office was to select a study table of the right color for the eight-year-old classmates.

    At the same time, I am very distressed about the heroine.

    The heroine and the second man are already married. It stands to reason that they should go home and be an idle rich wife, but the heroine with strong self-esteem is not, she must work.

    I persuaded a few times to let the heroine go to harm... No, let the heroine go to work in the Huangfu Group, the heroine felt that I was insulting her work ability, and cried so hard in the bathroom.

    No way, I dare not let the hostess stay in the secretarial room. I asked the hostess to go to the comprehensive management department to manage the files.

    On the first day, the hostess successfully messed up all the files and records for nearly a year. When the head of the IMM came to report to me, I was stunned. Such a huge workload , I don't know how the heroine did it.

    The second male contacted me privately, and was willing to provide raw materials to Batian Group at a transaction price far lower than the market price in exchange for the opportunity for the female lead to continue working in Batian Group.

    I am obsessed with money... ah no, I thought it would not be easy for the second male, so I reluctantly agreed.

    The regulatory authorities later suspected that Batian Group and Huangfu Group were abusing their dominant market position, and conducted an anti-monopoly investigation on Batian Group.

    Although there was no danger in the end, but I thought about the pain, I lowered my salary to show my self-discipline, and resolutely fired the heroine.

    Before she left, the hostess shed a sea of ​​tears in my office, and accidentally broke the coffee ice drip pot I bought after all the hardships for the second time.

    I would like to say to the author that this kind of stupid and self-respecting heroine is no longer popular now, and I should praise the independent and self-improving professional women in the new era!

    But... Obviously, professional women like me are not doing well in the marriage market.

    Even though the president's parents handed over Batian Group to me, there are still a large number of girls trying to push the president every day.

    I am very sad that no man took the initiative to stick it on me.

    Caidanzi walked from the gate of Batian Building to the car, and he could meet dozens of women who fell fancy and wanted to pounce on him.

    There are countless occasional gifts and so on. I have also caught a few of the simple and rude drugs like Lu Paohui, and all kinds of tricks made me dazzled.

    And every three days, a girl said that she was in true love with the president, and was arguing that she wanted to come to the palace.

    Management of Batian Group is already very hard, and I have to be distracted to deal with these women's moves.

    No, I was walking on eight centimeters of slender black high heels, wearing a suit with no folds, leaning arrogantly on the sofa with Erlang's legs crossed, pointing at the woman who was scratching her head on the opposite side, "I I warn you, if you dare to approach my man again, I will let you be hidden from now on, and you will never have a chance to turn over again in this life."

    The other party wanted to say something again, I squinted my eyes and shook my index finger, "Oh, just say one more word, I promise, I will make you regret it."

    After coercing and intimidating a new young flower again, I sighed helplessly, and asked the little black brother my long-standing confusion, "Why are there no men pursuing me? "

    The little black brother laughed awkwardly, "Chairman, maybe it's because you are too domineering, man... At least I don't like you."

    I was very unwilling, "Can I just change my thinking and take care of the little fresh meat?"

    The little black brother slapped his thigh, "Don't you have a president!"

    As soon as I mentioned the cut egg, I was full of bitter water, "The president doesn't propose, how can I marry. And one cut is only eight years old. If I have a child in the future, how can I get married? It's not that one person has to take several young children, and the principal of the kindergarten is not as tired as me!"

    This question obviously stopped the little black brother, he hesitated for a long time before he found a new idea to persuade me, "The president has gradually returned to normal, and there is very little change in personality. Well, it won't be long before you can fully recover."

    Isn’t it even more difficult to restore the master mode! What if the president wants to compete with me for the management right of the Batian Group, won't the Batian Group go bankrupt in two days?

    Oops, it really makes me sad.

    But in fact, I don't really want to keep little fresh meat, no one can compare to the body and appearance of our cut eggs, those in the entertainment industry, it's not me, it's far worse than our cut eggs .

    I'm just a mouth addict.

    The little black brother was talking, and his eyes looking behind me were suddenly a little distorted.

    My heart skipped a beat.

    Brother Hei nodded behind me and left the office quickly.

    I turned back stiffly.

    Xiaokubao cut eight years old with tears in his eyes, squatting on the ground holding his long legs, looking up at me with tears in his eyes.

    "You chaotic woman! Woohoo! You women don't have a good thing, you are all heartless!"

    Look, I just said that the president has become more normal recently, and the cute mode is online again.

    I hurried forward and hugged the poor eight-year-old, "Stop crying! Damn it! Man, I order you to stop crying!"

    The 8-year-old died of grievances, with the expression of a resentful woman who was betrayed, "Get the certificate, go to get the certificate now! You want to find other little fresh meat, I have no sense of security, woo Woohoo!"

    The eight-year-old cut made me a headache. In order to appease him, who was on the verge of collapse, I urgently called the Batian family's lawyer team and notified the president, father, mother, and brother. I was in a hurry. I made arrangements for marriage-related matters, and went to get the marriage certificate before the Civil Affairs Bureau got off work.

    In this way, there was no proposal, no wedding, and the president and I got married in a confused way.

    I'm still a little resentful.

    The 8-year-old said that he wanted to compensate me and offered to cook me dinner.

    I am indeed a little cautious. In other tyrannical articles, the domineering presidents who have always been indifferent are all good at cooking. I have read several books, and the presidents will fry potatoes. Si'er won the heroine's favor by relying on the contrast between her husband and her husband.

    As the old saying goes, as much as you hope, as much as your disappointment.

    Fried potato shreds is difficult to cut eggs.

    In the evening, I was sitting at the dining table, looking at the two bowls of instant noodles that were dark and dark on the table, and was extremely shocked, "This is it?"

    Looking up in the kitchen, all the pots and pans have been used, the walls and the floor are full of all kinds of oil stains, and even the ceiling has a large lump of black and I don't know what stains .

    Cutanzi also took out a plate of cut fruit and handed it to me, "Orange."

    Don't tell me, if he didn't introduce it beforehand, I couldn't see that it was an orange.

    The president coughed twice, "Eat, girl... Xiaoshu."

    I squinted at him suspiciously, "President? You are the boss now, right?"

    Caidanzi guiltily looked away, pushed the instant noodle bowl in front of me, and changed the subject, "Cough, Xiaoshu, let's eat."

    I saw the stab wound on the finger of the dagger at a glance.

    "You're hurt!"

    I hurriedly got up to find the medicine chest.

    It's all my fault. I believed the president's nonsense and asked him to cook. How could this person who came from Xiaoyi stretch out his hand and open his mouth to cook!

    I was sterilized with iodophor and put a Band-Aid on. I scorched the two bowls of instant noodles that were obviously inedible to my grandma’s house and threw them away. From now on, you don't want to step into the kitchen without my permission."

    No, no, the housekeeper is not suitable for cutting eggs. Knives and fire are too dangerous for him.

    It doesn't work and it doesn't work either, what can this little boy do?

    I bit my fingernails and tilted my head to think hard, and I was so worried that all the lines and lines appeared.

    The president bent his long legs and sat down beside me, "Woman, are you angry?"

    Speaking of this, I was half dead, "Why do you pretend to be eight years old?"

    The president's eyes were interesting, "Oh, because you like it, just do what you like."

    The fists clenched by my side were trembling faintly, "How long have you been pretending?"

    The president turned his head and avoided answering.

    I squeezed the CEO's chin, forcing him to turn his head to face me, "While I'm still talking to you, say, how long have you lied to me?"

    The president looked down at me, the corner of his mouth raised a playful arc, "It's only a few months."

    I almost rushed into the kitchen and picked up a kitchen knife.

    "It was true for a brief period at the beginning, but later..." The president cut off his words in a tricky way, and smiled lightly, "Oh, angry?" More than angry, I was so angry Want to beat him to death. I grabbed the sofa pillows and smashed them at the president one by one, "Go away, I want a divorce! President Batian, I tell you, I will…"

      Unbuttoned shirt.

    "Goo dong."

    I swallowed and almost forgot what I was supposed to say.

    Oh yes, while my mind returned, I struggled: "Wait a minute, I have decided, I want to leave you..."

    The president removed the belt.

    Pants fell to the ground.

    I stared fixedly at a position that was not suitable for children, my eyes were dull, and I seemed to be drooling.

    The president's lowered eyes seemed to be looking at the prey, he took my hand and placed it on his firm abdominal muscles, "Oh, little goblin, what did you say you want to leave?"

    I quickly shook my head and smiled.

    Thanks to the author for the male protagonist.

    My kidneys are good, so am I.

    Indulgence is not a dream, the pleasure needs to be timely.

    Hallelujah.

    The author has something to say:

    Solve the problem of the president's frequency hopping~

    Also, Zi Mo is cute, no matter how I think about it, I don’t think the useless cut egg does not seem to be able to cook... I will write a paragraph about cooking instant noodles, which is considered to be the completion of cooking. Agreed, okay? mu~ma!

    The next chapter is about the little buns that the little angel wanted by Aning, I think about how to write it, hooho.