The President’s Secretary Wants to Resign Everyday - Chapter 33

    Twenty-seven years of being single and craving has made me ignite and explode.

    If I have to find a description, the small flame in my heart is burning with a “bang”.

    I am arrogant and arrogant, I do whatever I want.

    The president spent a lot of effort to restrain me, who was acting out of nowhere, “Woman, doesn’t it mean that the relationship is confirmed? Huh?”

    Even this annoying nasal “um” is full of temptation to err.

    I was dizzy and didn’t know what he was talking about.

    The president declared his sovereignty grandly, “From now on, you will be my fiancée, President Batian.”

    I withdrew my hand like an electric shock.

    It is easy to find a man to fall in love with, but it is not so simple to be the fiancée or even the wife of the president of Batian Group.

    I lifted my chin and looked up and down at the president whose shirt I had torn off, trying to gauge whether the deal was a good deal.

    My face and pecs and abs just don’t seem worth the sacrifice.

    My eyes gradually moved straight down…

    Some bad thoughts, once they grow in the brain, are not so easy to eliminate.

    I licked my lips and gave a flattering smile, “President, could you please take off your pants?”

    President Wannian’s expressionless face of ice cubes is brilliant, maybe this is what Party A’s father often said – colorful black.

    The president’s voice trembled slightly, “What are you doing?”

    My expression was serious as if it was just a routine check, “Importantly, I’m doing a preliminary quality assessment of the supplier to decide whether to proceed with this deal.”

    Friends, the exciting inspection time has finally arrived!

    Haha, rub your hands together.

    Ah, not bad.

    Ah, very good.

    Ah, yes, yes.

    Ah, goodgood.

    My face was full of contented old aunt smiles, my eyes narrowed with joy, and the corners of my mouth were grinning to the horizon.

    The gap between human needs is difficult to fill. Soon, my requirements began to develop in a non-divided direction.

    “President, do you have a ruler at home? I may need to measure it.”

     “President, do you mind if I turn on the light a little bit? Can you take a photo?”

    “No way? Then I can always draw pictures, right? Draw them!”

    “Oh, no… um…”

     “President, can you turn the angle? Can you change your career at three hundred and sixty degrees? No way? What about one hundred and eighty degrees?”

    …

    The president pushed me away, “Wait.”

    “What are you doing!” I said viciously, and felt extremely unhappy that the president interrupted my quality inspection.

    I pouted.

    I am a strong man crying.

    I welcome men.

    The president struggled to pull out a stack of papers from the ground.

    Contract Marriage Revised.

    This is not over yet?

    I pouted and flipped through it, the president was quite serious, the line spacing and indentation were adjusted, the font was changed, and he even put his personal seal on it.

    I shrugged and returned the stack of papers to the president, “President, you didn’t stamp each page, such an important agreement, if there are more pages missing in the future, it will be good for you and me. It’s not good, especially it may be detrimental to your interests, right?”

    Looking at the expression on the president’s face, I bet eighty cents, he didn’t understand any chapter.

    It’s great, it’s best if you don’t understand it, and you can shirk it for a while.

    I was suddenly stirred up by the president, and the little flame in my heart was almost extinguished.

    Sanity regained control over my brain, and body, especially my body.

    I turned over and got off the sofa, looking especially like a ruthless scumbag, leaving the president with a handsome back.

    Fortunately, there were no irreversible consequences, and I braked very timely.

    I’m awesome.

    The president’s breath seemed a little unsteady, he adjusted his breath, raised the corner of his mouth, laughed, and slowly said the classic line of Mr. Ba Zongwen, “Woman, you are playing fire.”

    I walked over to the president and wanted to pull him to stand up, “President, the movie is over, it’s time to go to work. Friendly reminder: You still have six hours of study plan to finish today.”

    The president smiled wickedly, stretched out his hand and pulled, because of the difference in strength between men and women, I couldn’t stand firm and fell into the president’s arms.

    The president got up and turned over, “You are responsible for putting out the fire you started.”

    Damn, this look is too imaginative.

    The president is really flirtatious.

    Not dressed yet.

    Also in good shape.

    I’m cranky again.

    The president leaned close to my earlobe, and the warm breath created a sense of detachment, tickling my dry heartstrings arbitrarily.

    The masculinity is deadly!

    Am I done? Am I going to be eaten?

    My heart beats the drum.

    The president whispered in my ear, “Woman, be my fiancée, eh?”

    I quickly suppressed my smile.

    Why do I have to come to the door every time when I am about to successfully brew my emotions!

    I’m pissed.

    I pushed the president away with both hands, “As long as you can answer me one question, I will promise you to be your fiancee.”

    The president wanted to bow his head and said briefly, “Speak.”

    I firmly resisted the shoulders of the president, “Is the maximum interest rate of private loans allowed by the laws of our country 24% or 36%?”

    The president froze.

     I let out a cold snort and pushed the president away.

    It has been a long time, and I still do not understand this problem.

    Has this big pig’s hoof studied hard! Just checking the learning results casually, it leaks like this.

    No, it seems that the requirements for the president are usually too loose, and they will be stricter in the future.

    I am ruthless, I am ruthless, “Go! Go to the company to work!”

    The president held me down and didn’t let me move, “Why not?”

    The stamina of the drink I drank while watching the movie just now has come up. After I was overjoyed and sad, I felt a little dizzy and squinted, “If you have something to say, put on your clothes first. “

    “Why won’t you be my fiancée? Huh? You know how much other women are willing to pay for this position?”

    The president’s voice came and went, and I was so tired that I covered my mouth and yawned.

    My head is so dizzy, why is the floor shaking? Hey, why does the president have two shadows?

    Is the president mutated?

    I slapped the CEO on the head.

    Well, it’s still round, so it shouldn’t be an alien.

    I am so thirsty, I want to drink water.

    I stretched out a few hands, but couldn’t find any water.

    I sniffed in grief.

    It was dark.

    …

    When I woke up again, my head hurt.

    This experience I have had is to drink a piece.

    I rubbed my temples, got up with difficulty, and thought about three philosophical questions.

    Who am I?

    Where do I come from?

    Where do I go?

    Why is there a fruit|male next to it?

    Mom?

    Still the boss!

    Did…

    Ah, no!

    Me, me, me, not like that, beast?

    Can my boss do it too?

    I covered my mouth tightly with both hands, for fear that when I relaxed, I would uncontrollably let out a groundhog scream.

    Fortunately, my clothes are still neatly dressed.

    It seems that the worst case is that I unilaterally become the president.

    I walked out of the room on tiptoe, barefoot.

    Fortunately, I am a secretary and have a cloud account password monitored by the president’s home.

    Opening the laptop, I quickly found the surveillance video at the corresponding time.

    …

    Hi!

    Oh!

    Ah!

    I actually made the president like that…

    I still have a little impression of that part, but the behavior is basically driven by alcohol.

    Drinking mistakes, my friends!

    Stop alcohol, start with me!

    I covered my eyes and read this passage through my fingers.

    And here’s what I want to know.

    In the surveillance video, I shook my head while holding my head, and the president hugged me.

    The camera in the president’s house has its own pickup. I turned the sound to the maximum, the noise was very loud, and the ending song of the movie was used as the background sound, so I could barely hear it clearly.

    The president asked me why I didn’t want to be his fiancee.

    I shrank in the arms of the president, holding my face and crying!

    Holding my face and crying!

    Cry…

    Oh my god, kill me.

    When did my old secretary be so pretentious!

    Ahhh, let me die!

    Forget it, listen before you die.

    While weeping hypocritically, I complained hypocritically, “It’s a lie to talk about getting married! The CEO’s father wants me to manage the Batian Group, and the CEO’s mother wants me to take care of it. The president’s diet and daily routine, the president’s younger brother is waiting to see a joke, the president is… eh, why is the president here?”

    Then I screamed for a while, trying to confront the president, “Where’s the president? Come out! President! Don’t hide! I know you’re here! Come out and make it clear to me!”

    The president and I may be playing a game called “whose voice is louder”, the president let go of Hedong’s roar, “Damn it! Woman, do I like you, don’t you see Can’t you come out!”

    The next second, I kissed the president’s lips aggressively.

    I actually stretched my tongue out…

    My God! I am too unrestrained!

    The president struggled to the death in the middle of the busy schedule, “Hmm… be, um… fiancee! Umm…”

    I wrapped myself around the president like an octopus, and impatiently beat him, “I know, I’m so annoying! Stop talking!”

    Then I got drunk.

    The president wanted to support me, but I punched and kicked him like a king.

    The president had no choice but to give up the idea of ​​taking advantage of others’ danger, adjusted a comfortable posture for me, and closed his eyes and fell asleep beside me.

    At this moment, I was so embarrassed in front of the screen that my ten toes were scratching the floor.

    What to do? I have no face to see the president!

    Ah, ah, ah, ah, I can’t guarantee it!

    The point is, I still feel a little aftertaste.

    What’s with this unfinished feeling!

    I’m done…

    I fell.

    This time I really held my face and cried.

    There are footsteps coming closer and closer, a familiar male model.

    I dare not look back.

    “Woman, listen to me, only me will be qualified to make you cry.”

    I cried even louder listening to this kind and embarrassing talk of the magic tyrant.

    Today, I sold myself.

    I will be the number one labor force of Batian Group from now on.

    Wow Woo Woo Woo—

    The author has something to say:

    The abnormal behavior of the secretary in this chapter is because of drunkenness~