Chapter 335: This, I think it's OK
"hiss"
Even the men at the neighboring table couldn't help but glance sideways, followed by bursts of cold inhalations.
For ordinary people, a height of 176+3 is already considered tall, and girls are taller, so just by standing there, the slender figure of the beautiful secretary becomes a beautiful scenery in itself, and there is no need for the added appearance.
Men may feel unhappy that they are not as tall as women, but they will never dislike a girl who is taller than them. This is because of the innate sense of conquest and showing off that men have deep in their hearts.
It has been like this since ancient times.
For example, now, Zhou Anan is enjoying those envious and jealous eyes that are secretly staring at her.
Those cold inhalations were not exclamations, but the dubbing of pain in certain parts of his body after being discovered by the female companion sitting at the same table.
"Well, how are you going to get home later? No need to take a taxi, sit down and have a glass of juice, I'll take you back at ten o'clock."
After taking the document handed over by the beautiful secretary, Zhou Anan asked a question, and then made her decision without giving the other party a chance to answer.
After all, the beautiful secretary delivered documents to him late at night, so he had to ensure her safety.
Coincidentally, Huang Ying lived in the same direction as he went back to Nanzhouyuan.
Originally, Zhou Anan wanted to go to the company to look at the documents tomorrow, but the diligent and beautiful secretary offered to send them over on her own initiative, and he couldn't refuse her positive attitude.
Anyway, having a secretary is pretty good.
"I…Okay."
Huang Ying was about to say that she would take a taxi back, but when she heard the young chairman's unquestionable decision, she shut up obediently.
It’s really not convenient to go back alone at this late hour.
Anyway, she would be alone when she went back, so it was nice to have a free glass of juice here.
"This is……"
Seeing this long-legged beauty, Wang Rong narrowed his eyes slightly and asked curiously.
"Oh, this is my newly hired secretary Huang Ying. Huang Ying, this is Mr. Wang from Qinglan Group. You can communicate with him about matters concerning Qinglan Group in the future."
After introducing the two, Zhou Anan asked Wang Rong again: "You are already a man worth tens of millions, do you really not deserve a secretary?"
“I think this is also possible.”
When Wang Rong met his friend's secretary, he suddenly felt that what the other person said made sense.
After a period of development, the market valuation of Qinglan Group has exceeded 100 million yuan. As the general manager who owns 14% of the shares and is worth over 10 million yuan, he must have a secretary.
Anyway, he doesn't have to pay the secretary's salary.
This is possible.
When his girlfriend asks about it in the future, Wang Rong can simply put the blame on Zhou Anan, the major shareholder.
Well, not bad.
"Okay, then I'll have the people below select a few names, and you can decide when the time comes."
Zhou Anan looked at his high school friend who was pretending to be serious and said with a smile.
Haha, he doesn’t know what’s going on with this guy.
As for whether or not to take the blame in front of Manager Xu, it depends on Zhou Anan's mood at that time.
"By the way, what's your favorite song?"
After chatting casually for a few words, Zhou Anan looked at the female secretary drinking juice a little stiffly. He remembered that she had been here several times and she must be a girl who liked folk songs.
Generally speaking, pretty girls are good at singing.
And this "Jiangnanli" already has a session where customers can sing on their own.
Occasionally a few people would come up, and they all had microphone skills that were so powerful that they might get some tips, which would make up for the night's expenses.
"Invisible wings."
Huang Ying answered subconsciously to her boss's question.
"Would you like to go up and sing a song?"
"Oh, no, I'm not really good at that."
After hearing what the boss said, Huang Ying, looking frightened, waved her hands repeatedly.
She also thought it would be best if the boss forgot that she was around, so she could sit here quietly listening to music and have a free juice provided by the boss. How nice it would be.
Unexpectedly, the boss would target her when she wasn't paying attention.
You know, when she accompanied her classmates to KTV to sing, she was always the girl who ate the most fruits, no one else.
She felt good about singing occasionally, but she didn't like the feeling of singing under the gaze of others, not to mention there were so many people at the scene.
But her boss forced her to sing, could she refuse?
If she refuses and offends her boss, will she be harassed or fired?
Is it so difficult to survive in the workplace?
"Why are you so nervous? If you don't want to sing, I won't force you."
Seeing the other person's nervous look, Zhou Anan smiled and shook her head.
Forget it, I won’t tease this new female secretary anymore. It would be bad if I scare her away.
By then, where can he find a beautiful secretary who is so tall and has such a good figure?
"Don't talk about others, if you have the ability, do it yourself."
Seeing Zhou Anan's smirk as she bullied the female secretary, Wang Rong, who saw injustice, made a sarcastic remark.
He couldn't bear to see this guy show off.
"Let's go ahead."
Zhou Anan was in a good mood and was rarely interested. She immediately stood up and walked towards the stage.
Zhang Tao, who was standing next to the bar, saw the boss, walked over quickly, and said a few words to Xiao Guan, who was in charge of the stage.
"Coming here, it seems that I can only sing soothing songs. The song "Poem for You" is for everyone, and also for the beautiful girls here."
Taking the guitar handed to him by the waiter, Zhou Anan sat on a high stool on the stage, not caring at all about the many gazes from the audience. His eyes seemed to travel through time and space, and he saw the girl he met in Hong Kong Island at that time last year.
"Love is a strange thing.
I started to lose control of my whole body.”
When choosing this song, Zhou Anan felt a little sad, but also a little relieved.
A song is sung to only one person in a lifetime, and that is the love of one's life.
A song, sung for everyone to hear, means that a man has let it go.
Perhaps, the girl Xueer, who appeared briefly in Zhou Anan's life, was the one who amazed time.
After all, it is not the second half of life that is gentle.
"Love is a skill.
I started to not even be myself.
I have done so many stupid things for you.
The first thing is to write poetry for you.
I write poems for you, I stand still for you,
Do the impossible for you,
For you I learned to play the piano and write lyrics.
Losing my mind for you.
Write poems for you, and stay still for you.
Do the impossible for you,
..."
This song has been sung once before. This was the second time Zhou Anan played the guitar in her life. Her technique went from unfamiliar to proficient, and she immediately mesmerized the entire audience.
Nowadays, when singing in "Jiangnanli", what matters is not whether it sounds good or not, but the artistic conception.
It doesn’t matter whether the song is popular or not, it doesn’t matter whether the singing is good or not, what matters is the beauty of the lyrics and the focus is on the feeling.
"Bang…"
With a slight sound, ten flower baskets on the ceiling scattered colorful flowers, flying all over the sky.
According to the rules of Jiangnanli, customers can give tips to the people on the stage, not just the resident singers, but also customers who decide to perform on the spur of the moment.
An ordinary bouquet of flowers represents one hundred dollars, and a flower basket represents one thousand dollars;
One flower basket on the ceiling represents ten thousand, and if ten flower baskets are opened at the same time, it means one hundred thousand.
In other words, someone gave a one-time reward of 100,000 yuan.
Even Zhou Anan, who is not short of money now, couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.
As for this kind of tip, the bar's resident singers can get 70% or 50%, and passers-by can get 90%.
In other words, he earned 90,000 yuan just by singing, and it only took two minutes.
Could it be that he is a singer who was delayed by time?
(End of this chapter)
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