Chapter 77 The CEO and the Secretary

Shen Xingli was so scared that she quickly got into bed.

I dared not say another word.

Afraid that he would be loved and supported by Sang Muye again.

The next day.

Sang Muye and Shen Xingli said goodbye to their grandparents and went back early.

Grandma also brought them a lot of local specialties.

He specifically instructed, "I brought some high-quality deer antlers for Makino. Put some in the soup. It's very nourishing."

Shen Xingli couldn't help but sneer in her heart: If I don't give her the love, she will be torn apart. If I give her the love, she will have a party every night.

Just as she hesitated, Sang Muye took the things from her grandmother's hand and said with a smile, "Thank you, grandma."

The two drove straight to Xingye Technology.

Shen Xingli was quite excited about this new identity of a secretary.

She deliberately wore a professional suit.

A dark green silk shirt, paired with a slim black long skirt and a beige suit jacket.

She also tied her brown curly hair into a bun.

The whole person looks capable yet charming.

Seeing this, Sang Muye couldn't help but roll his Adam's apple a few times, staring at Shen Xingli with his deep eyes.

“Secretary Shen is dressed like this, is she trying to seduce me?”

Shen Xingli smiled lightly: "Sorry, Mr. Sang, I'm already married and have no interest in other men."

These words made Sang Muye's heart blossom.

He grabbed Shen Xingli's wrist, pulled her into his arms, and bent down to kiss the soft flesh on her neck.

"I suddenly don't want to go to work anymore."

"So what do you want to do?"

"think......"

Shen Xingli smiled and pushed his head away. "Boss Sang, are you trying to have an office romance with me? Sorry, I'm not interested in this kind of dangerous and ambiguous relationship."

After saying that, she struggled out of Sang Muye's arms.

He smiled and said, "I'll go make coffee for Mr. Sang. Three parts sugar, five parts milk."

The more she acted like this, the more Sang Muye wanted to execute her on the spot.

Just then, Tang Yixuan pushed the door open.

Seeing Shen Xingli, he was a little surprised: "Oh, it's Chinese New Year, and my sister-in-law still has time to accompany this bastard to work overtime."

Shen Xingli smiled and said, "His secretary asked for leave, so I'll take over."

Tang Yixuan glanced at Sang Muye meaningfully. "Oh, who would dare to come if he wants to work overtime? He sincerely invites you to come."

"It's okay. I just want to experience Sang Yu's job."

After saying that, she opened the door and went straight to the tea room.

Tang Yixuan smiled wantonly and walked to Sang Muye's desk and sat down.

"What kind of game are you playing? The CEO and his secretary having an affair? Is it that exciting?"

Sang Muye looked at him with a smile on his lips: "That's not as exciting as you. Didn't you say you would find ten women to buy you a belt so you could beat me to death? So, where's your belt? Why is it still that old one?"

Tang Yixuan got angry when this matter was mentioned: "Don't mention it. My old man arranged five blind dates for me these past few days. I almost vomited after seeing them. Now I tremble all over when I hear the word 'blind date'."

Sang Muye raised his eyebrows slightly: "Blind dates are good. Blind dates are more suitable for older men and women. If you don't go on blind dates, where can you find the right woman? Blind dates are the best for you. I will find you some women to go on blind dates with."

He mentioned the word "blind date" countless times in a row, and Tang Yixuan jumped up from his chair instantly.

Pointing at him, she cursed, "Sang Muye, are you trying to piss me off on purpose? Believe it or not, little rice cake, I'm telling you right now, you were like a devil back then, always lingering around like a ghost."

"You dare!"

"Well, you'll be scared one day too. As expected, Shen Xingli is your Achilles' heel. If you dare to mess with me again, I'll complain to my sister-in-law."

Ten minutes later, the meeting officially began.

Shen Xingli sat next to Sang Muye and took notes of the meeting in a serious manner.

All the senior executives at the meeting were surprised.

When did President Sang change his secretary?

Why does he look at his secretary with something strange in his eyes?

At this moment, Sang Muye suddenly looked at the technical manager and said, "Please introduce the intelligent driving system to everyone. We are looking for an automotive group to cooperate with."

The technical manager immediately stood up, looked at Shen Xingli and said, "Secretary Shen, please help me open the group's shared disk file and project it onto the big screen."

Shen Xingli: ...

Why didn’t anyone tell her that she needed to cast the screen?

She doesn't know where those files are.

She immediately looked towards Sang Muye, her eyes full of anticipation.

She wanted him to give her some advice.

But the man seemed not to notice and stared at the documents on his computer.

He ignored her request for help.

Only then did Shen Xingli realize that the bastard had done it on purpose.

She immediately looked at the technical manager: "Sorry, Manager Zhang, this is my first time here and I don't know where the file is. Can you tell me?"

Manager Zhang immediately came to her and helped her find the documents.

He smiled and said, “That’s it, just cast the screen.”

Shen Xingli: "How do I cast the screen?"

Everyone was shocked by her words.

As Mr. Sang’s secretary, I don’t even know how to project the screen.

Isn’t this the most basic quality of a secretary?

Manager Zhang glanced at the expressionless Sang Muye and was about to help Shen Xingli.

At this moment, the man's cold voice was heard: "Let her do it herself."

This sentence scared Manager Zhang so much that he immediately returned to his seat and waited for the lights on the big screen to come on.

Shen Xingli has never operated these things before.

She has never been very good with computers.

Now she is asked to work on the big screen.

She was so anxious that sweat broke out on the tip of her nose, and she looked at Sang Muye for help.

"Boss Sang, can you teach me?"

Sang Muye then raised his eyes and looked at her: "If you don't know this, how did you get in?"

Shen Xingli said fearlessly, "Use the back door."

This sentence made everyone present burst into laughter.

Everyone was wondering whose backdoor it was.

The little girl speaks so confidently.

The corners of Sang Muye's lips also curved slightly.

He stood up and walked to Shen Xingli, bent down and held her in his arms.

Looking down at the computer.

The two people were very close, and Shen Xingli could clearly feel the man's hot breath.

Just as she was about to move aside, she heard Sang Muye's low voice.

"Open this file."

Shen Xingli did as he was told.

"Open this again, and then turn on the projector."

Although his voice was cold, it concealed patience.

Seeing his cool moves, Tang Yixuan couldn't help but laugh out loud.

It turns out that these bastards asked them to come and work overtime during the New Year holiday just to feed them dog food.

In front of everyone, President Sang taught a young secretary how to use a projector.

This really shocked everyone.

The file finally appeared on the big screen.

Only then did Shen Xingli breathe a sigh of relief.

He wiped the sweat from his face and felt sorry for Sang Yu for a few seconds.

She wondered if this kind of emergency happened often.

The entire conference was devoted to the discussion of intelligent driving systems.

Shen Xingli was confused.

It's like listening to a foreign language.

Soon, my eyelids began to twitch.

She forced herself to shake her head.

Blink hard a few times.

But soon sleepiness came over her again.

This time she couldn't help herself and banged her head against the table.

At this moment, Sang Muye, who had been staring at the big screen, suddenly stretched out his arms to protect Shen Xingli's head.

He slowly placed her head on his arm.

In order to make her lie down comfortably, he deliberately tilted his body.

Shen Xingli was so exhausted last night that he felt a little faint.

Thinking that Sang Muye's arm was a pillow, he held on to it tightly and refused to let go.

In this way, the secretary slept with her head resting on the president's arm.

The big boss still enjoys it.

After an unknown amount of time, Shen Xingli heard the sound of a chair being moved.

She then opened her eyes and realized what she had just done.

She stared blankly at the empty conference room and blinked a few times.

His voice was still hoarse from waking up.

"Has it finished?"

Sang Muye glanced at her calmly: "Secretary Shen, have you woken up?"

Shen Xingli immediately perked up and said, "I'm sorry, I'm so sleepy. When I was in school, I always felt sleepy during physics class. I couldn't help it just now."

Sang Muye said seriously: "Sleeping during a meeting, according to the company's rules and regulations, you must be punished by copying the regulations a hundred times. Secretary Shen, go to my office to copy them."

After saying that, he stood up and left.

Shen Xingli immediately chased after him and whispered, "Can we try a different form of punishment?"

Hearing this, Sang Muye suddenly stopped.

Those deep eyes stared at Shen Xingli.

He leaned over to her ear and whispered, "Of course, then let's change to corporal punishment."