The President’s Secretary Wants to Resign Everyday

On the plane, the president went to the first class alone to enjoy the beautiful life of the rich, and the hostess and I squeezed into the economy class.

Because the reservation was late, the few good seats in the economy class were all selected, and the hostess and I could only sit in the middle two of the four-person row seats and could not stand No, I want to go to the toilet and I have to say "I'm sorry, please let me go" a hundred times to the person next to the aisle.

I really hate economy class on international flights!

In order to pass the long flight time, I randomly found a topic and chatted with the hostess, "Lady, why did you come to the airport first? You are not in the president's thousand square kilometers. A villa? The president also asked me to buy necessities for you."

The hostess looked at me with a puzzled face, "Little host doesn't live in the villa, little host didn't take the key to that villa, the president asked Mr. , not far from the airport, I took a taxi directly when I received a business trip notice."

I was extremely shocked. Did the president make up a lot of rhetoric today just to let me pick him up from the villa and serve him as a free driver?

This is not the first time! I was very indignant in my heart, why the driver Lao Zhao can get paid for nothing without working, and I have to do so many things with money that is not much higher than the tax threshold!

Just when I thought that this trip was just the president taking the opportunity to take the hostess out to play, and planning to sleep through the flight, the beautiful stewardess came over with a smile and stopped at the I leaned over slightly and asked politely, "Is that Ms. Mi? Mr. President is looking for you."

Will I be sentenced for making trouble on a cross-border plane?

My heart was ashes as I watched the flight attendant go to the first class.

The president reclined lazily in the wide seat, his slender legs wrapped in custom trousers were 2.8 meters tall, he unbuttoned the two buttons on the neckline, and the tie was crooked. Hanging on his neck, his eyes are covered with dark green silk blindfolds, and his hair is messy.

I have to say, this appearance looks a little attractive under the dim cabin lights.

However, as long as she thinks that there is an unsound idiot under this good skin, any small flames can be extinguished by the cold water of a reservoir.

I walked over and half-squatted in the aisle next to the president, and asked softly, "President, do you need anything?"

The president did not take off his blindfold, and spoke in a hoarse voice between dreams and half-awakes, "This trip is going to discuss cooperation with the ABC Group in the island country, and you will prepare the materials for startmeeting immediately."

I was stunned for about three seconds, followed the CEO's usual style, and asked tentatively, "Are you talking about kick-offmeeting?"

The president coldly dropped a short nasal voice, "Yeah."

Am I misreading it? I feel that the CEO's fair skin seems to be a little reddish.

Eight-hundred-country mixed-race people also need to learn English. The ocean of knowledge is endless, and people cannot rest on their laurels. In order not to undermine the CEO's overly sensitive self-esteem, I took out from my huge backpack the **** and green books that I used to learn English when I was in college, and quietly placed them at the CEO's feet.

There are a lot of my notes and learning experience there.

Oh, I hope the president can understand my good intentions after seeing it.

I let go of my obsession with my boss's English learning. I remembered what the president had just ordered. It's strange, why have I never heard of any trade between Batian Group and the island country?

I took out my small notebook, "May I ask which field will the cooperation with ABC Group focus on?"

The president's answer was short and forceful, "Whatever."

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I squatted on the spot with a frown, lost in thought.

However, my understanding of island countries is very limited, and I can't think of any trade cooperation for a while, is it aquaculture?

I thought about it for a while, let me first ask about the schedule, after I arrive at the hotel, I will check the information before considering the project, "President, when is the kick-offmeeting?"

The president tapped his index finger on the armrest twice, "Get off the plane and go directly to ABC Group."

I took a deep breath, and I didn’t have much time left, so I hurriedly retreated from the first-class cabin, and prepared materials for the meeting.

I don’t know much about aquaculture. The Wi-fi provided on the plane is very expensive and slow. I dare not use it recklessly. This PPT is written by me.

In addition, taking into account the social responsibility that big companies should shoulder, I also prepared an additional set of popular science PPTs on the prevention of dengue fever in tropical island countries.

This should be foolproof.

My fingers tapped the keyboard, and I couldn't help feeling sad.

The president was enjoying himself in the first class cabin, the hostess was sleeping beside me on the neck pillow, and I was exhausted by the light of the laptop.

Why am I alone?

I will never be the secretary of the overbearing president Wen in my next life!

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The plane finally landed, ABC Group sent a car to pick us up, the radiant president set off with the radiant heroine and me in a trance.

The following is a brief overview of the trip to the island country.

On the first day in the island country, the ABC Group gave me a lot of new materials. I went back to the hotel to organize the materials and prepare the report until 4:30 in the morning.

The president and the hostess went diving and surfing, and went to the famous restaurants where countless Hollywood stars have checked in to enjoy food.

On the second day in the island country, ABC Group made appropriate feedback and adjustments based on my report. I went back to the hotel to organize materials and update the report until 4:30 in the morning.

The president and the hostess went for a drive by the beach and went to the night market at the suggestion of the hostess. The hostess happily enjoyed the local snacks, and the president enjoyed the local snacks with integrity.

On the third day in the island country, the negotiation with the ABC Group entered a white-hot stage. We studied the preferential trade arrangements in the laws of the two countries together, and tried to find a more beneficial way of cooperation for both parties. Worked overtime in the ABC Group conference room until 4:30 in the morning.

The president and the hostess climbed the volcano and sailed on the luxury yacht called "The Most Beautiful Sunset", with the brilliance of the sunset and the rippling of the sea, freshly caught seafood Feast.

On the fourth day in the island country, ABC Group and I had a hard-to-find debate on the details of the cooperation agreement. The video conference discussion was held until 4:30 in the morning.

The president and the hostess drove a motorboat to the sea, and went to the Michelin three-star restaurant where I made hundreds of reservation calls and had a French meal together.

On the fifth day in the island country, the president attended the meeting and signed the seafood farming cooperation agreement with ABC Group.

My face was pale, my eyes were blue and black, and my face was full of acne.

My painful experience will definitely not be written into the novel, the author will only describe how the president and the heroine play happily in a foreign country.

I can even imagine readers' reactions when they read these chapters.

"Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, it's too sweet!"

"The president's boyfriend is max!"

"Ah, ah, I can! Hurry up and confess!"

"The heroine is so gentle!"

"Let's be together!"

…

Who can understand my blood and tears outside the camera of their eating, drinking and having fun?

It's really a murder in a previous life, a secretary in this life.

On the fifth night in the island country, the president called me into his room after a day's work.

The president leaned on the desk in the hotel room, folded his arms, and nodded lightly at me, "Secretary, hard work, you can do whatever you want tomorrow, remember the company account."

I had to reject the president's proposal, "No, thank you, president, I'll just sleep in the hotel. You and the hostess go out to play, don't worry about me."

The president had a high-spirited sneer on his face, "Woman, you have to be a little bit fun to be my mistress by my side."

I have no fun, I just want to sleep, I really want to go home.

Tears were shed.

The president's tone paused, his deep eyes dimmed, "Woman, are you angry?"

This is my job, of course I won't be angry about it. I shook my head again and again, stretched out the back of my hand and wiped my tears while backing out of the room, "I'm sorry, President, I lost my temper because I'm so tired recently, I'm really sorry. You should rest early, I won't disturb you."

The president's face changed instantly, and the surrounding aura became cold and biting in the blink of an eye, terrifying, "Damn! Are you jealous? Nothing happened to me and that woman."

I don’t know why, a faint sadness rose in my heart. It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter to me whether it happens or not. Anyway, I will never return the 500,000 yuan that the second male bought me.

I waved my hand weakly. At this time, I just wanted to sleep and squeezed out a bitter smile, "President, if you have no other orders, I will go out first."

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My brain has gradually stopped thinking, and my upper and lower eyelids are constantly fighting, shaking and drowsy.

The president punched the desk without warning and shouted, "Damn it! It's just a plaything, why do I feel heartache when I see the tears in her eyes! "

I fell asleep standing up.

The author has something to say:

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution: 7 bottles of ink awe-inspiring; thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!