Mrs. Chu Ying worked as Frederick's secretary for two days, and the weekend came in the blink of an eye.

Frederick was very busy. It was not like what was described in the novel that the domineering president had time to be alone with Cinderella. He was either in a meeting or talking about business, and the way he walked looked as if he could grow wings and fly.

Chu Ying spoke to him only two sentences in these two days.

However, the other women in the company who had conjunctivitis stared at Chu Ying, and from time to time ran over to give her a word or apply eye drops.

Chu Ying didn't take it seriously. After all, there are people like this wherever you go!

The weekend came in a blink of an eye, and Chu Ying was still thinking about going home to visit her uncle and grandfather.

The place where Chu Ying studies is not far from the capital. If you take a car, it only takes about an hour to get back.

However, her uncle had already told her that he would come to pick her up personally on the weekend, so Chu Ying was not in a hurry. She had everything she needed at home, so there was no need to bring any luggage. She could just wait at Tianma Group and leave after get off work.

If she were Frederick's secretary, her workload would definitely be complicated. However, Chu Ying was just an agent after all, so she had already finished all her work half an hour before the end of the working day.

Just when Chu Ying wasn't paying attention, the heavy wooden door of the luxurious office opened silently and Frederick walked out.

From Frederick's perspective, he could see Chu Ying's slender back. Her neck was white and slender, and her black hair was curled and draped down, just falling above her slender waist.

Frederick was still a gentleman. He didn't peek for long before looking away, "Ahem!"

Hearing this voice, Chu Ying also realized that the big boss had come out. She quickly stood up and wanted to see what the big boss had to say.

"Miss Chu, are you free tonight? I would like to invite you to dinner!" When he said this, Frederick's usually serious face became much softer, and there was even a faint smile at the corner of his lips.

Chu Ying didn't expect him to say that. She was stunned for a moment and then shook her head, "I'm sorry, Mr. Frederick, I have to go home tonight and can't join you for dinner!"

Perhaps no woman had ever refused Frederick. After hearing Chu Ying's words, Frederick's face froze for a moment. "Okay, I understand."

Frederick seemed very hurt and returned to the office alone.

Chu Ying stuck out her tongue. She had never thought about developing any relationship with the president other than work.

When it was time to get off work, Chu Ying looked at the office and found that Frederick had not come out. This made Chu Ying a little embarrassed and she couldn't decide whether she should leave or not.

Just as she was struggling, the phone rang. When she picked it up, it was Frederick's voice, "Miss Chu, there is no more work for you to do. You can go home!"

Chu Ying agreed sweetly, tidied up the things on the desk, picked up her small backpack and left.

Chu Ying was wearing a pink plaid suit and stiletto heels, which was very different from her school attire. However, it was in line with the dress style of the employees of this company.

Especially her suit is pinched at the waist, and when viewed from the back, her waist appears to be slender and can be held in one hand, which makes her look slim and beautiful.

Frederick came out of the office again at some point, staring intently at Chu Ying's back, but did not say anything. He just watched her walk away silently.

When Chu Ying came out of the office, she saw a cool SUV parked in front of the building. Han Qing's tall body was leaning against the car. He was wearing a pair of sunglasses, his facial lines were cold and resolute, and he was casually holding a cigar in his mouth. He looked very handsome.

When the female employees in the company passed by Han Qing, they would look at him more intentionally or unintentionally. This man was domineering, and the car next to him and the clothes he wore were all very valuable. He could be considered a rich son-in-law. It would be great if they could hook him!

Seeing those women all gathering around Han Qing, what else did Chu Ying not understand?

She walked over briskly, "Uncle, you're here to attract attention again!"

Han Qing looked at Chu Ying and felt that her white-collar outfit made her even more beautiful. Thinking about how he had only the desire to steal but not the courage to do so over the years, he couldn't help but sigh, "They are just some mediocre women!"

Not as big as your little finger!

Thinking this, Han Qing gentlemanly opened the car door for Chu Ying and considerately placed his hand on the door frame to prevent Chu Ying from hitting her head.

Juana just came out of the office building and saw this eye-catching scene. She couldn't help but feel a little angry. This little girl was so inexperienced, what was so good about her?

President Frederick had made an exception and kept this girl by his side, and now there was another man showing his affection! Would God let these unfavored women live?

The luxury SUV started up under Juani's jealous gaze and quickly merged into the traffic flow.

Chu Ying sat in the car, her eyes habitually looking around. She noticed that since their car set off, several business cars followed closely.

These are all Han Qing's bodyguards. Han Qing was coming to pick up Chu Ying, so he ordered the bodyguards to keep a low profile and remain secretive.

"Uncle, I told you before that you don't have to come to pick me up in person," Chu Ying still looked at Han Qing and acted coquettishly like she did a few years ago, but now she has grown up and it is not easy for her to hold Han Qing's arms in her arms.

"How can I not pick you up?" Han Qing took a moment to glance at Chu Ying, frowning slightly. "Is the food in this school bad? Or are you being lazy and not eating properly?"

Han Qing knew Chu Ying very well. The little girl was very greedy. If the food was not good, she would rather not eat and was not afraid of starving herself.

Chu Ying touched her cheek and chuckled a little guiltily, "No way, I'm obviously fat!"

Chu Ying's jaw was a little thin, but with her fair skin she looked pretty and beautiful. Han Qing took one look and then looked away, feeling an urge to rub her.

"Grandpa asked Chef Zhang to make roast duck for you a long time ago, and also roasted your favorite snacks." In order to hide his inner turmoil, Han Qing brought up his grandfather again.

Chu Ying's mood really improved. "Really? Uncle, can I call Chef Zhang and ask him to add a lotus crisp?"

Han Qing laughed dumbly. "I was wondering what you were going to say, but I've already said it! Isn't the lotus pastry the little pastry with a hint of red? It looks pretty."

Chu Ying nodded repeatedly, "Uncle, you are absolutely right, that's the kind!"

"It's already done. Chef Zhang made two plates of snacks. You definitely can't finish them all. You can take some with you when you come to class next time." When he said this, Han Qing's voice was already filled with deep concern, but he didn't realize it.

"Chu Ying, I heard that the boss of the unit where you are doing social practice is a foreigner?" Han Qing finally asked the question that concerned him most.