He had made mistakes before, and had staged accidents to extort money several times.
But this time he really... well, he really wanted to take advantage of that girl, but he wasn't bold enough to rape someone in the street.
He said whatever he thought.
Policeman, "So you're asking your mom to keep watch for you!"
Old lady: No, I just wanted to stage an accident. If I couldn't, I would just leave. How did it become a rape duo? Am I going to go to jail?
Waaaaah, no!
The old lady raised her hand and slapped her son across the face. "You brat, you must have been lustful again. Otherwise, why would that woman say you wanted to rape him?"
"Officer, this is all my son's own business. I don't know anything about it."
She now understands a little better how those people who were previously framed by her and her son for insurance fraud felt. It was truly, truly—unable to reason with them!
Police officer: Very good, this is a repeat offender! Otherwise, why would you use the word "again"?
...
When Ning Yan got home, her parents were sitting in the living room waiting for her.
"What exactly happened? Why did they have to go to the police station?"
As soon as Ning's mother saw her daughter return, she put food on the table.
Ning Yan casually slumped in her chair, smiling as she looked at her parents. "Your daughter is so kind. If I see someone on the road who needs help, I just stop the car and go help them."
As it turned out, that mother and daughter were awful; they were after my daughter's beauty. So I beat the man up, then called the police. That's all.
She couldn't hide this from them; she estimated that the Xie family would definitely come to her begging for forgiveness, and she needed to prepare the two elders mentally.
Ning's mother turned pale with fright and rushed forward to check her daughter's hand. Ning's father's face also darkened. "I called you and you said everything was fine. You didn't tell us the truth about something this big."
Ning's mother: "You're still grinning like that? Good heavens, how did I give birth to such a carefree daughter!"
Ning Yan: "It's good to be carefree. If everyone in the world were as carefree as me, there would be far fewer people with depression."
Ning's parents talked on and on, basically expressing their concern that their daughter was being targeted.
Ning Yan ate while listening, and once she had filled her stomach, she said, "Mom, I'm really tired today. I'm going back to my room to rest. I have to go to work tomorrow."
You should all get some rest too. Don't worry about me, I'm really fine.
After saying that, Ning Yan went back to her room to get her pajamas, washed up, and went to bed to sleep.
The original owner studied secretarial studies in college and joined Ruijia after graduation. Luckily, she was hired after submitting her resume.
Of course, her good image plays a large part.
Some say that these days, real skills matter, and graduates from top universities have more job opportunities than those from ordinary universities. But it must be admitted that having a pretty face can also be a plus.
Ning Yan felt that even if she couldn't become a secretary, she could still earn more money than others as a receptionist, because her face was worth it!
Ruijia is a large company; it has two president assistants and five secretaries.
They should be very busy, but they aren't.
The CEO is a 32-year-old single man who is very gentle and considerate of his subordinates. His assistants often work overtime, but a secretary like the original owner of this body has a much easier time.
Occasionally, I will accompany the CEO to cocktail parties or social events, but the overtime pay is quite substantial.
They can leave work on time every day, and the pay is good. Someone like the original owner, who has worked at the company for more than two years, earns an annual salary of nearly 300,000 yuan.
As a result, Ruijia's excellent benefits are well-known in the industry, and many people are eager to get into Ruijia.
Ning Yan arrived at the office at 8:55, just in time for her 9:00 AM start time.
At nine o'clock, President Ying walked past the secretary's office with unhurried steps. He was lean and strong, with a smile on his face and a light, slightly seductive voice, "Secretary Ning, make a cup of coffee and bring it in."
Secretary Zhang, please send me today's schedule.
Ning Yan: The original owner thought her CEO was noble and gentle, but why does she feel that he is a bit flirtatious?
After quickly brewing the coffee, Ning Yan strode over and knocked on the CEO's office door.
"Enter."
Ning Yan pushed open the door and walked to the desk, placing the coffee on it. "President, is there anything else you need?"
Ying Feiran looked up, a faint smile on her face, "Secretary Ning seems a little different today."
Ning Yan asked in surprise, "How is it different? I wore light makeup today, does it look bad?"
Ying Feiran: In the past, she was always careful when she saw him, afraid of making eye contact with him, and she would secretly watch him. He knew that she liked him.
However, since his secretary was reliable and hadn't bothered him, he pretended not to know anything about it.
But when they met again today, Secretary Ning no longer avoided his gaze; her head was held high, and her face was full of confidence.
Her looks, which were originally an 8 out of 10, have now become a perfect 10!
"No, it looks great. I didn't even realize you were wearing makeup."
"Oh, by the way, I'm going to Xinhe Private Hospital at noon to visit a patient. Will you come with me?"
Ning Yan immediately demonstrated her professionalism, "Does the president have any requirements for gifts when visiting a patient? How long do you plan to stay at the hospital? Should we order food in advance? Does the patient have any dietary restrictions?"
Ying Feiran smiled, "It's my sister. Can you order some food for me? She doesn't eat ginger, so she can only eat bland food right now."
We'll come back after having lunch with her.
"Okay, if the president has no other instructions, I'll go out and prepare."
Ying Feiran nodded.
Ning Yan has resigned from the CEO's office.
Back at her seat, Ning Yan searched on her computer for the best Chinese restaurants near Xinhe for patients. She ordered six light dishes, two dishes to suit the president's taste, and two nourishing soups, and specifically instructed that no ginger be added to any of the dishes.
I originally wanted to order a fruit basket online, but since it was a gift for the president's younger sister, Miss Ying, I told the secretary-general that I would go out and buy it myself.
Ning Yan carefully selected the fruit and didn't return to the company until 10:30. The president was still in a meeting. After finishing the work assigned by the secretary-general, Ning Yan went to the hospital with the president at 11:30.
On the way to the hospital, Ying Feiran kept her eyes closed to rest, while Ning Yan sat to the side wearing headphones and scrolling through short videos. The big data seemed to understand her, pushing videos of handsome guys with eight-pack abs to her from time to time, keeping her glued to the screen.
"What are you looking at so intently?"
Ning Yan casually replied, "Eight-pack abs, huh?"
The driver couldn't help but glance at her in the rearview mirror. The expression in his eyes seemed to say: "Ma'am, do you want to hear what you're saying? You're at work, aren't you?"
Ying Feiran's soft laughter brought Ning Yan back to her senses.
Ning Yan's eyes darted around, then she suddenly turned off her headphones and asked Ying Feiran, "President, does this mean I'm working overtime at noon today?"
"Do you want it to count or not?"
She's gotten bolder; she even dares to look him straight in the eye and ask him for overtime pay.
Ning Yan: "Do I need to hope for that? I'm already working overtime, aren't I?"
Ying Feiran feigned seriousness, "Well, you're right, then let's leave it at that." (End of Chapter)
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