The beginning of the story was entirely due to that brand new pair of leather shoes.
As usual, Yan Yan planned to leave at 7:30 and take the subway to work. For the past three years, she had always arrived at her office before 8:30 on time. Before she officially went to work at 9:00, she still had time to tidy up her appearance. This was completely necessary.
If she had combed her hair and put on makeup beforehand, the consequence of taking the most crowded subway in the morning would be to become a woman who did not look like a lady at all.
Her position was very important, and it was not convenient to drive in the city. Fortunately, there was a subway station less than ten minutes away from her apartment, and it took less than forty minutes to take the subway to the company. After leaving the station, she still had time to buy herself a nutritious and delicious breakfast.
The reason why she was so confident was that her immediate superior usually appeared at nine o'clock sharp and had never made a mistake in the past three years.
But today, she was wrong. Completely wrong.
Usually, she could walk to the subway station in seven minutes, but it took her twice as long to walk to the platform and get on the bus.
Her new shoes rubbed against the skin of her heels. She didn't mind it when she went out, but when she went up and down the stairs, she felt a faint pain from her heels. She endured it and endured it again. She stood with her feet changing their center of gravity.
However, her eyebrows were already starting to knot. Coupled with the fact that the car was crowded with people, she frowned even more tightly in her two-inch high heels.
By the time she reached the stall where she usually bought breakfast, it was already 8:45 pm. The situation was very urgent and she could not buy breakfast.
Although she was in a hurry to rush to the company because her hair had not been combed and her makeup had not been applied, her feet refused to cooperate with her. She walked slower and slower with each step. Yan Yan strongly felt that the pain only increased at the place where her ankle came into contact with the leather shoes. She did not get used to it even after wearing it for half an hour.
She moved stiffly like a robot.
If it weren't for the pair of leather shoes that had followed her for three years, she wouldn't have bought a pair of high-heeled shoes that were fashionable and fashionable according to the lady in the department store.
When she tried it on yesterday, it was really easy to wear, but when she really wore it out, she finally understood what it meant to have no place to complain.
No matter how painful her feet were, she had to tidy herself up before the CEO entered the company. That way, she would not ruin her professional image as the CEO's secretary.
She had been in this company for more than three years and had grown up together with the company. Her performance appraisal had never been crossed, not even a triangle, not even today.
Enduring the pain and gritting her teeth, Yan Yan finally arrived at her office at 8:49 am in the head office in the city center, which looked down on other buildings.
God, allow her to be a little unladylike because her feet were really hurting.
Yan Yan was in so much pain that her eyes turned red. She did not have time to wait for the pain to pass. She had to be a dutiful secretary. As long as she stepped into the company, she had to strictly observe her boundaries. This was her principle of self-discipline.
But today…the CEO wasn't here yet. Please ask the CEO to come up five minutes later.
She sincerely prayed to God, hoping that God would bless her as usual.
Yan Yan kicked the pair of leather shoes that were not yet soft under her desk and jumped to the pantry at the side. She took the necessary tools for her work, a pearl hairpin, a pair of glasses that were thick enough to cover her charming eyes, and a lipstick that she had used up.
She opened her lipstick and looked at the mirror, wanting to wipe her pale lips from the pain. However, her heel that had already been scratched hurt faintly, making her moan uncontrollably.
Her watery eyes blinked as she endured the pain.
Que Zhihao rubbed his aching temples. He had worked overtime all night and finally finished the draft plan for the international contract signing. His secretary should be here by now!
In the past, when he arrived at the company, his secretary would always bring him a cup of refreshing coffee. This habit had not stopped for three years. However, he was too tired today and could not wait until then. He originally wanted to follow the instructions of the internal line, but he was not sure if the secretary had arrived, even though she always arrived at the company earlier than him.
Que Zhihao came to the pantry. Before he entered, he heard a groan that sounded like someone was gasping. He frowned slightly. Someone in the pantry…was doing something bad.
It was best not to let him catch her, or else he would definitely do his job.
"Who's inside?" He shouted.
Yan Yan was shocked. The lipstick that was almost used up fell to the ground pitifully because of her trembling hand. It was separated from its beautiful outer shell and destroyed.
"President." He was here! Yan Yan's mouth was slightly agape. She was halfway done with her lipstick and her hands froze in mid-air.
Que Zhihao's eagle eyes flashed with a strange light. This woman in front of him was his secretary? He could tell from her voice, but he still couldn't help but doubt that she was too different from her usual self.
At this moment, her long hair was slightly disheveled on her shoulders. The panic on her face and her trembling hands did not escape his sharp eyes at all. For some reason, he actually felt that the usually omnipotent secretary looked pitiful at this moment.
"Secretary Yan?" He confirmed.
" President, I..." Yan Yan braced herself and tried to explain the reason for her untidy appearance. She hoped that the president wouldn't fire her in a fit of anger. This was really not what she wanted.
"I want a cup of coffee." Que Zhihao didn't wait for her to finish speaking and turned to leave, just like his unyielding style.
Yan Yan let out a long sigh. After working under him for so many years, this was the first time she felt uneasy and nervous. She did not even dare to meet the CEO's eyes, as if she had a guilty conscience.
Que Zhihao strolled back to his office, picked up the suit jacket he had just put on his body from the sofa, and hung it on the hanger at the side.
After he sat down, he opened the document folder that he had been reading all night. The woman who had made his heart clench suddenly appeared in front of him.
Que Zhihao shook his head. Wasn't she his secretary? He rubbed his aching forehead. Staying up late was indeed not good for the body. Even his judgment was problematic.
A quarter of an hour later, there was a knock on the door. He knew it was his secretary.
"Come in." He picked up a pair of gold-rimmed glasses and put them on, hiding his sharp gaze behind them.
Yan Yan spent three minutes putting on her makeup, combing her hair into a bun, putting on bandages on both sides of her ankles, and putting on her shoes before walking into the CEO's office with a hot cup of coffee.
Que Zhihao sized her up. Judging from her current appearance, he would definitely jump from 30 years old. However, the woman he saw just now was definitely not even 25 years old. He did not expect his secretary to be so good at disguising herself.
And he had been deceived by her for three years.
He didn't like this feeling. Que Zhihao closed his eyes and clasped his fingers together. Once some things destroyed the original feeling, it would never go back.
Que Zhihao began to doubt Yan Yan, the personal secretary he had trusted for three years.
"President, here's your coffee. Is there anything you need today?”Yan Yan took out her notebook and wanted to record what the CEO had instructed her to do as usual. She tried her best to pretend that the episode just now had not happened.
"There's a manager meeting today. Help me inform the heads of the departments to wait for me in the meeting room at ten o'clock.”Que Zhihao acted out of character and looked at Yan Yan halfway through his sentence. She was focused on taking notes and looked very calm. If it wasn't for her slightly trembling fingers revealing her emotions, he would really think that he had misjudged her.
"Secretary Yan."
"Yes." Hearing his voice, Yan Yan immediately focused on him. Her heart seemed to have been hit by something, and her breathing quickened slightly.
She actually met the CEO's eyes directly. This was something that had never happened before. In the past, when the CEO had something to tell her, he would either read the document or close his eyes. Today, he actually looked straight into her eyes.
Yan Yan blinked her eyes uncomfortably and mustered up her courage to meet the CEO's sharp and lethal gaze.
"Accompany me to the banquet tonight and wait for me on the first floor at six.”Que Zhihao instructed.
"Eh?" The CEO actually asked her to accompany him to the banquet. Wasn't he always alone?
"You're not free?" It was rare for his secretary to sound doubtful.
"No, it's just…Okay, I'll wait for the CEO on the first floor on time.”Yan Yan instinctively wanted to explain, but then she remembered her duties as a secretary. She couldn't go against her boss's instructions, so she immediately changed her mind.
"Secretary Yan." He shouted again.
" Yes." Yan Yan almost stood up straight. The CEO was acting so weird today that she was at a loss. Her legs were hurting, but she didn't dare to show it on her face.
"You…how old are you?" He wanted to confirm his guess.
"Ah?" Yan Yan couldn't react for a moment. Why would the CEO ask about her personal matters? Was this related to work?
A sharp gaze shot over, piercing through the thick lenses and directly into Yan Yan's eyes, making her afraid.
"Twenty-four." A chill ran down her spine as she quickly answered.
Being five years younger than him, Que Zhihao's suspicious gaze never left him.
"You're still so young. Why are you dressed in such a way that doesn't suit your style?”If he remembered correctly, she had been dressed like this ever since he took over the company. If he hadn't realized it today, he would have forgotten that his secretary had been like this for three years, as if she wouldn't age.
"President, a secretary is required to be capable, not to be an ornamental vase.”She had relied on this outfit to secure her position as a secretary. She wanted to let others know that she, Yan Yan, was a capable person and did not rely on connections to get to the top.
Strictly speaking, without her help, Que Zhihao might not have been able to push the company onto the international stage so quickly.
"I'm sorry, I just wanted to show you some concern. Don't misunderstand.”Sensing her displeasure, he coughed lightly and turned a little stiffly.
Care? Yan Yan's uneasy bubble was about to expand. Her boss didn't know anything else, but he changed his face very quickly. If she wasn't careful, she might not have to come tomorrow.
"Thank you for your concern, CEO. Can I go out now?”Yan Yan asked carefully.
"Yes."
Closing the door of the CEO's office, Yan Yan felt her legs go weak. She never knew that the CEO was so difficult to get along with.
His question just now even made her break out in a cold sweat.
Yan Yan took out a handkerchief and wiped her hair. She felt pain from her feet, which made her glare at the culprit unhappily. If it weren't for it, she wouldn't have behaved so abnormally today.
She hoped that the CEO would not be disappointed in her.
Yan Yan returned to her seat and dialed the phone one by one, planning to finish the CEO's work as soon as possible.
Que Zhihao pulled his attention back to work and did not let this small episode disrupt his thoughts. He believed that his employees knew his temper very well. His personal secretary was the most, so she would not deliberately offend his taboos.
With her many years of hard work and contributions, he could generously forgive her for deliberately hiding the truth.
Because of this episode, Que Zhihao noticed her tiny existence and even guessed her intentions. Was she like those greedy women, deliberately deceiving him?
At six o'clock sharp, the elevator door in the lobby opened and Que Zhihao walked out. He easily found Yan Yan sitting alone on the guest sofa.
She focused on the book in her hand. Que Zhihao glanced at the cover. It was a management book. His secretary did not forget to care about her work even after work.
Hearing the sound of leather shoes approaching, Yan Yan quickly looked up and saw the CEO walking straight towards her. She put the book into her handbag and stood up.
"President." She greeted him politely.
" Let's go!" Que Zhihao led her to the car that had been waiting for a long time.
The chauffeur opened the door for him, and he considerately let Yan Yan get in the car first.
When the car drove away smoothly, Yan Yan turned her head to ask Que Zhihao what kind of banquet he was going to attend, but her eyes met with his, and her heart raced.
"President?" Why was he looking at her like that? With her current appearance, he shouldn't be interested.
"Yes." He moaned softly and accurately caught the flash of panic in her eyes.
Ha! So she was afraid of him.
"Where are we going now?" Because she had sat in the hall for half an hour just now, her feet did not hurt too much. However, after taking a few steps, she began to feel a dull pain again. She hoped that she could pass the day safely.
"A celebration party." he answered simply.
A cocktail party! Yan Yan did not understand why she had to accompany him. Que Zhihao had always acted alone, so there were very few scandals about him. She really could not figure out his thoughts, but he did not seem to be willing to explain, so she could only keep her doubts in her heart.
Suddenly, a wave of warmth came from her ear. Yan Yan subconsciously turned her head and saw Que Zhihao reaching out his big hand to her.
"President?" Yan Yan stepped back to avoid him. She suddenly felt like a bird in a cage today. She could only call out to him again and again in a fearful, no, not fearful, but questioning tone.
Yan Yan refused to admit that she was afraid of him, the CEO she had been with for three years.
Que Zhihao's target was her bulky glasses. Ever since he saw her hidden face in the morning, he felt that these glasses were an eyesore.
"Take it off." He shook her glasses.
"Why?" Yan Yan stepped back slightly, not understanding his thoughts.
"We're going to a cocktail party now, not working. Take off your equipment. I'll protect you if anything happens.”Que Zhihao retracted his hand and said seriously.
He would protect her…It turned out that the CEO had really taken the wrong medicine today. It was not a big deal for him to talk to her beyond the scope of work and even said that he would protect her. Yan Yan's nerves tensed up again.
Her boss was under a lot of pressure. From the fact that he could overwhelm a large group of people in the electronics industry, she knew that he was capable. However, could he not look at her with his electric eyes? She could not resist it.
"Doesn't the president wear glasses too?" This was not fair at all. She knew that the CEO was not short-sighted and was wearing a pair of glasses. However, his glasses were very cool and stylish, unlike hers, which were of an ancient and heavy style.
"I can take off my glasses, but you have to let your hair down.”He stated his conditions again, as if he really liked to argue with her.
What? Yan Yan was stunned. She didn't understand what her glasses and hair had done to provoke him to treat her like this.
"If you don't take it, I'll do it myself." Que Zhihao himself was stunned when he said that. He actually used such a joking tone to talk to his secretary.
"No, no, I wouldn't dare to trouble the CEO." Don't come any closer! Yan Yan quickly took off her glasses, took off her hairpin in a hurry, and tied her hair into a princess hairstyle.
Que Zhihao looked at her smooth movements, but he was still a little dissatisfied.
"Don't tie it up. Put it down." It was a pity to tie up such soft and beautiful black hair. He reached out to remove her hair clip.
Yan Yan froze. Although the CEO had only touched her hair, it was as if her hair had a life of its own. His heat was transmitted to thousands of cells in her body. In an instant, she felt her face burn.
The president's hands had electricity.
Which idiot said that there were no cells in her hair? She felt a strong electric current pass through her.
"Your face is so red. Is the air conditioner not cold enough?”Que Zhihao looked at her suddenly blushing face and wanted to tease her.
" It's all your fault. You still have the cheek to say that?" Yan Yan swallowed her words of protest. Who taught her to hold onto someone else's rice bowl? It was the golden rice bowl that everyone wanted to snatch.
" President…you…" Yan Yan stepped back again, unable to speak.
"Me?" Que Zhihao didn't understand her words. After a while, he understood. "You mean my glasses!" He didn't expect that his astonishing aura would only come closer.
Glasses? Who said anything about his glasses? She wanted him to stay away from her. Yan Yan had the urge to jump out of the car. If she were to ride with the president again, she was afraid that her heart would beat too fast and she would die young.
Que Zhihao took off the glasses that he used to hide himself and moved closer to her in a very nasty manner, afraid that she could not see clearly.
"How is it? Are you satisfied?"
Que Zhihao's handsome face suddenly zoomed in on Yan Yan, and she found it difficult to breathe.
The president was a handsome man. Being in such close contact with him taught her where to look. What she couldn't bear the most was that his eyes seemed to carry electricity, making her dizzy.
"President…President." She opened her mouth with difficulty. She wanted to push him away, but she didn't know if it was because she was scared stiff by him or because she didn't want to move at all. She didn't have any strength at all.
"The air-conditioning has been turned to the maximum, but your face is still so red. It seems that I have to ask the driver to take the car to the maintenance factory for a check.”
He didn't realize that it was his own work.
"President, we're here." The chauffeur dutifully shouted, interrupting the ambiguous interaction between the two.
"Get out of the car!" Que Zhihao might have felt that it was enough and let the poor little white rabbit go for the time being.
"President!" Yan Yan suddenly spoke when he was about to get out of the car.
He stopped and looked at her.
"You should put on your glasses." Yan Yan handed him his glasses. He didn't know if she couldn't resist it or if she didn't want others to see his wild look, so she suggested this.
Que Zhihao was stunned for a moment before his hearty laughter echoed throughout the carriage.
"You're really my good secretary."
His words, which seemed to be a compliment and a joke, made Yan Yan's face blush again.
The driver was shocked. It was a miracle that the CEO could laugh. Usually, CEOs did not smile.#
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