Lock the Door

A pleasingly plump secretary vs. a cold, abstinent boss.

This is a story where the seemingly dominant person in control of the entire situation ultimately gets pulled down from their pedestal...

Chapter 29: I Can Fly

Chapter 29: I Can Fly

The next morning, Yu Huan packed up and ordered breakfast for Meng Han to be sent to his room. After she had a quick meal herself, she began to contact today's contact person.

Meng Han came to the neighboring province this time to inspect a food company that he planned to acquire.

This company is an old local brand with a good reputation locally, but it has never expanded beyond its borders and later faced bankruptcy due to poor management.

Meng Han was attracted by the company's local popularity and the fact that it was an old brand, so he became interested.

The boss of this company is named Fei. He attached great importance to this opportunity and personally contacted Yu Huan, and the reception was very good.

In the morning, the group visited the company's internal situation, and in the afternoon, they visited the factory. When it was time for dinner, Boss Fei led the company's senior executives, a group of more than a dozen people, to a restaurant.

Yu Huan looked at the situation and had a bad feeling.

Sure enough, during the banquet, the group of people kept urging people to drink. After urging Meng Han, they urged Yu Huan to drink.

It was the first time Yu Huan had seen such a scene. He felt helpless and panicked. Fortunately, Meng Han had a firm attitude and pushed everything back.

Yu Huan breathed a sigh of relief.

In fact, she was not afraid of drinking. After working with Meng Han for so long, she believed that even if she drank too much, Meng Han would send her back safely.

What she was more worried about was Meng Han.

He's drunk, which is a bit dangerous.

The meal ended at eight o'clock. After the meal, Boss Fei said that there were more programs arranged later. He warmly invited Meng Han to go and said that he would not regret it if he went.

This made Yu Huan a little curious, and he asked, "Is this the folk performance here?"

Meng Han looked uninterested, but if it was a folk performance, she would be brave enough to apply for it because she wanted to go and see it.

As soon as she finished speaking, the scene immediately became quiet.

Meng Han also looked at her.

Boss Fei laughed dryly, "Hahaha, Secretary Yu is quite humorous, but this can also be considered a kind of folk performance."

Yu Huan just had never experienced this before, but he was not that stupid. From the reactions of the people present, he vaguely guessed what kind of performance it was. His face turned slightly red, and he shrank to the side and stopped talking.

Amid the laughter of others, she seemed to hear a very faint laugh.

The sound came from above her head, so soft that she wondered if she had heard it wrongly.

I quietly looked up at Meng Han. His face was normal, with a faint expression, without any trace of smiling.

It seems that she really was hallucinating.

Meng Han was not interested in the so-called folk performances, so he refused the invitation and left with Yu Huan.

On the way back in the car, Yu Huan still felt a little embarrassed, regretting how he could have done such a stupid thing.

Thinking about it again, she really did a lot of harmless but ridiculous things in front of Meng Han.

I guess in his mind, her only advantage is that she is honest.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help feeling a little depressed.

This kind of depression continued until I returned to the hotel and said goodbye to Meng Han. My voice was not as energetic as before.

Meng Han glanced at her and left thoughtfully.

The next day there was only a morning itinerary, and I had to fly back to H City in the afternoon.

With the experience from the first time, Yu Huan was fully focused from the moment he entered the airport and did not make any mistakes. He successfully sent Meng Han to the VIP waiting room.

After finishing, she looked at him with anticipation and a hint of excitement.

This expression was so familiar that it reminded Meng Han of the last time she asked for praise.

"Well done." As she wished, Meng Han gave her a compliment.

Perhaps he really was hallucinating. As soon as he finished speaking, he seemed to see a pair of ears suddenly stand up on Yu Huan's head, and her furry tail swayed happily behind her.

Meng Han's compliment brought Yu Huan a good mood for the whole day until the plane landed.

On the way to send Meng Han back, Master He, who was in charge of the connection machine, was infected by her emotions.

"Secretary Yu looks very happy today. What good thing happened?"

Yu Huan chuckled, "I've learned how to fly a plane."

Master He: "...Oh...haha, that's pretty impressive."

After saying that, he muttered, "My six-year-old grandson can fly on a plane."

Yu Huan looked up at the rearview mirror. The man in the back seat was looking down at his phone and didn't seem to hear their conversation.

She then retracted her gaze with relief and whispered to Master He, "Your grandson has done well too."

Meng Han's typing fingers paused for a moment before continuing typing.

When talking about his grandson, Master He looked very proud. He had no idea what the other two people in the car were thinking and began to praise his grandson incessantly.

"Yeah! That's amazing! When he was one year old...blah blah blah..."

Yu Huan responded with his mouth, and his uncontrollable smile was projected on the side of his face through the car window.

After sending Meng Han home, Yu Huan had to sort out his luggage. Items that needed to be washed had to be taken out and put in the laundry room, and other things had to be put back in their original places.

When she finished packing and came out of the cloakroom, Meng Han had already finished showering and changed into a bathrobe, with his half-dry hair draped obediently over his forehead.

He was a little surprised to see Yu Huan, "You haven't left yet?"

This was the first time Yu Huan saw Meng Han like this. Compared to Meng Han who was dressed meticulously in a suit and tie, he looked less dignified and formal at this moment, and more casual.

At the same time, there was a hint of danger that Yu Huan couldn't express...

As soon as this thought appeared in his mind, it was suppressed by Yu Huan.

"I just packed up and will be leaving now." After saying that, she bowed slightly and tried to pass by Meng Han.

"etc."

Yu Huan stopped, but didn't dare look at him.

She couldn't explain why. The other party had obviously done nothing, but she just felt that Meng Han now looked more oppressive than usual, which made her inexplicably nervous.

It’s not that she was scared, but she just had a very strange feeling, and she couldn’t explain what it was.

It was a long time before she understood what this inexplicable emotion was.

It's excitement.

Meng Han came back and when he appeared again, he handed a few tickets to her.

"It's a gift from a client. I don't need it. You can take it."

Yu Huan took the ticket and saw that it was a ticket for a stage play directed by a famous dancer, and it was a VIP seat in the front row.

She had seen it online before, and the tickets were expensive and hard to get. She thought if she couldn't get a good seat after spending hundreds of dollars, she might as well not look at it. But she didn't expect to get such a good seat for free.

This was not the first or second time that Yu Huan had collected things Meng Han couldn't use. He looked up in surprise and thanked Meng Han.

"Thank you, Mr. Meng! I will go and see it carefully!"

The tail popped up again.

Meng Han suddenly felt a little hot and turned around, "Let's go back early."

"Okay, goodbye, Mr. Meng."

Yu Huan happily left with the ticket. Meng Han stood there for a long time, until the room became quiet and there was no other movement, then he stepped forward and entered the forbidden place.