Hearing the dial tone on the phone, Zhuang Wen put it down.
Zhuang Wen turned his head away, gave Lu Ruxue's office not far away a fierce look, and finally sighed helplessly.
On his first day as the president's secretary, knowing nothing, he was "entrusted with an important task"—accompanying the president to meet clients.
I don't know whether to cry or laugh.
He glanced at the time; it was past 4 o'clock.
While it was still early, he went downstairs to the 13th-floor sales department, ready to bring his belongings there to "report for duty".
I just arrived at the sales department lobby.
"Secretary Zhuang is here!"
A gasp suddenly rang out in the hall.
The once noisy hall instantly fell silent.
Countless gazes were cast upon them simultaneously.
The gazes were incredibly complex, yet all were intensely focused, making Zhuang Wen feel somewhat embarrassed.
"Please don't look at me like that, it makes me feel embarrassed."
Zhuang Wen was thick-skinned and of course not afraid of this kind of situation. He just made a joke to ease the awkward atmosphere.
"Wow!"
"Secretary Zhuang is here! Please have a seat!"
"What would you like to drink? I'll go get it for you."
"Secretary Zhuang, are you tired? Let me give you a shoulder massage!"
"Secretary Zhuang, don't forget me when you become rich and powerful! Don't forget that I was once with you..."
A group of people rushed over and began to "serve" Zhuang Wen.
These people usually had a good relationship with Zhuang Wen, and there were quite a few women among them. They all giggled and joked around.
"Hahaha, don't do this..."
Zhuang Wen was tickled by them, which made him look around.
I was just taking some things, so I didn't think it would take long.
But to everyone's surprise, by the time Zhuang Wen reached the 30th floor, it was already past 5:30.
He was also "forced" to sign a "shameful" agreement.
Let's get together sometime.
Zhuang Wen tidied up his workstation and checked the time; it was already 6 o'clock.
But there was still no movement from the CEO's office.
He thought for a moment, then walked over and knocked on the door. "Mr. Lu?"
"Come in."
Lu Ruxue's clear and pleasant voice came from the office.
Zhuang Wen pushed open the door and walked in.
Lu Ruxue was still the same as when he came in three hours ago, hunched over her desk writing furiously, with strands of her hair falling from her ears, partially obscuring her stunningly beautiful, fair profile.
"Wait for me for 10 minutes."
Lu Ruxue glanced up at Zhuang Wen, then tucked a strand of hair behind her ear and quickly lowered her head.
Zhuang Wen looked at her slender and graceful figure as she worked on the table and thought to himself: "What a waste of her beautiful back."
It was only 10 minutes; he wasn't in the mood to correct Lu Ruxue's posture.
In Lu Ruxue's office, he was neither depressed nor heavy-hearted, and even quite relaxed. After all, she was "his own wife." They had already registered their marriage and met each other's parents. So what if she was the president of the group?
He wandered around the office casually, passing the time in various ways.
For example, you can look out the floor-to-ceiling windows and overlook half of Qingjiang City, play with the expensive green plants by the window, sit on a soft and luxurious sofa, and pretend to admire the calligraphy and paintings by famous people on the wall, occasionally...
Unbeknownst to him, with his back to Lu Ruxue, she would occasionally raise her clear, beautiful eyes to look at him, her eyes brimming with an unfathomable brilliance.
This resulted in a task that should have taken 10 minutes taking 15 minutes to complete.
Zhuang Wen looked at the increasingly dark horizon and felt a little anxious.
Isn't this a meeting with a client?
Why aren't you moving?
Does this mean I'll have to leave work at this time every day from now on?
Is there overtime pay?
But when he turned to look at Lu Ruxue, he found that she was still slumped over her work, as if she had never moved, and he couldn't muster the energy to urge her.
In fact, after looking at it for a long time, he felt uncomfortable.
Lu Ruxue has such a good figure, but spending long hours hunched over her desk working without getting up and moving around is very bad for her health.
He thought about it and tiptoed over.
Lu Ruxue was engrossed in her work and did not notice that Zhuang Wen had already arrived behind her.
Zhuang Wen raised his hands and leaned towards Lu Ruxue's slender shoulders.
"Finally finished..."
At this moment, Lu Ruxue raised her head and scanned the room, but did not see Zhuang Wen in front of her.
Where did they go?
She had just raised her eyebrows when her delicate body suddenly stiffened.
Then, her snow-white cheeks instantly turned crimson, and not only her small, delicate earlobes, but even her swan-like neck were covered with a light layer of eyebrow powder.
Her pretty face flushed, she slowly lowered her head, her eyes glistening with tears.
All she could see were two devilish hands gently covering her rounded breasts, which were encased in a white shirt.
Needless to say, she knew who the owner of those two demonic hands was.
A face appeared in my mind; her face was flushed as if bleeding, her beauty indescribable.
After their initial stunned reaction, the two demonic hands seemed to suddenly realize what was happening and hurriedly withdrew.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to!"
Zhuang Wen's apologetic voice rang out from above the back of Lu Ruxue's head.
Lu Ruxue's ears turned bright red. She quickly stood up, turned around, and stared intently at Zhuang Wen.
Zhuang Wen was extremely embarrassed. He only wanted to lift Lu Ruxue's shoulders and help her adjust her posture, but Lu Ruxue just happened to straighten up.
By sheer chance, his hands felt the softness and firmness of the snow-capped mountains.
But when Lu Ruxue turned around, he saw her shy and embarrassed appearance, and he was immediately stunned by her beauty.
Her face was flushed like a sunset, her features were delicate and well-defined, her eyes were bright and clear, her nose was high and small, her lips were pink and moist, and her hair was slightly messy...
Her graceful figure, pristine white shirt, black straight skirt, long, slender legs covered in black stockings, and a pair of black slender high heels...
It's breathtakingly beautiful.
Seeing Zhuang Wen's lecherous look, Lu Ruxue felt even more embarrassed. She lowered her head, her hair covering half of her perfect face, and murmured in a soft, shy voice, "What...what are you looking at?"
Zhuang Wen quickly snapped out of his daze, his gaze instinctively shifting away. "N-I'm sorry, you..."
The words "It's so beautiful" were not uttered.
He realized that if he spoke up, it would make things very awkward for both of them, and Lu Ruxue would easily think he was a pervert.
"I didn't mean it, it was a misunderstanding. I just wanted to help you adjust your posture because I noticed you've been slouching on the table for a long time, staying in that position without moving. That's not good for your health..."
Zhuang Wen first distanced himself from her, then explained with a wry smile, "Do you believe me?"
Lu Ruxue lowered her eyes slightly, her face flushed red, and she didn't look at Zhuang Wen once.
Seeing that Lu Ruxue remained silent, Zhuang Wen smiled awkwardly, then walked around the table to the other side, putting distance between himself and Lu Ruxue once again, with a table between them.
At this point, Lu Ruxue seemed to be feeling better.
She didn't turn around; with her back to Zhuang Wen, she lowered her head and whispered:
"I...believe."
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