Wen Ruo's face turned even redder when she heard Zhang Lu's words.
She actually spilled the coffee beans accidentally because she saw that Lu Xingyun was so shocked.
"Sorry, I'll clean it up right away!"
Zhang Lu called from behind: "The broom is here."
Wen Ruo retreated again.
He recognized her at first sight in front of the lounge that day, but that outfit left a deeper impression on him. Lu Xingyun thought, I didn't expect her to wear it again today. It's really... hard to describe.
He poured a glass of water and turned away.
Feeling that Wen Ruo seemed very frustrated, Zhang Lu comforted her: "It's okay. Everyone makes mistakes when they first start working. It's just a few coffee beans that were spilled."
What a nice person! Wen Ruo quickened the cleaning process.
"After you finish scanning, make a cup of coffee for the manager." Zhang Lu reminded that newcomers need to have a keen eye.
"Okay, thank you."
Zhang Lu smiled and went to work.
Wen Ruo was not a delicate girl. On the contrary, she was very sensible and knew to go to the store to help her parents very early. So she swept the floor very efficiently. She not only swept the coffee beans, but also swept the entire tea room.
After finishing, her forehead was covered with sweat. She wiped it with a tissue and stared at the coffee machine in a daze.
I really didn't expect that the manager would be Lu Xingyun.
Looking back, he always wore ordinary hoodies and occasionally basketball uniforms. But he turned out to be a rich second-generation, the heir of Chengrui Company, and now she has become his assistant!
For a moment, Wen Ruo wanted to resign.
But how do I explain this to my parents? Mom has told all the relatives and friends about this news. How can she resign because of this? No, Wen Ruo shook her little head and said that she could overcome it.
It's just an assistant, not a spy, nor is it to save all mankind. It can't be that difficult!
Wen Ruo scooped another spoonful of coffee beans.
Her roommate Zhou Qingni is also a rich second-generation who lives a very stylish life. She can teach people how to make coffee in many different ways. Wen Ruo finished brewing the tea, bent down and took a smell, the fragrance was strong and rich.
Okay, she poured out the coffee.
Zhang Lu saw it from a distance and said with a smile: "It took you a long time, but it smells so good." She pointed to the opposite side and said, "The manager is in there."
"Okay, I'll go then."
When he reached the door, Wen Ruo inexplicably felt a sense of tragedy and grandeur, as if “the wind was whistling and the Yishui River was cold; the hero left and never returned.”
Success or failure may depend on this one move?
She knocked on the door.
Lu Xingyun's magnetic voice came out: "Come in."
Wen Ruo pushed the door open and saw the important person sitting there. Her heart suddenly started beating like a deer.
Hold on, she thought. Don't let the coffee spill again.
She walked over slowly and said respectfully, "Manager, the coffee is here," and added, "I just made it. Please enjoy."
"When do I need coffee?" Lu Xingyun raised his eyebrows.
In the past, he was particularly generous when chatting and laughing with his classmates in the restaurant, but now his tone was very cold. Wen Ruo's face froze all of a sudden, and she thought that it was Sister Zhang Lu who asked her to pick him up.
But she couldn't betray others.
"I, I..." She couldn't help but stutter, "Then I'll take it now."
She was just as flustered as before, her face flushed red, but her eyes were brighter and full of moisture.
Lu Xingyun looked at her: "Forget it, you can go out."
"Oh," Wen Ruo breathed a sigh of relief and paused, "Is there anything you want me to do?"
“Not yet.”
"Okay." Wen Ruo stepped out.
She closed the door again, feeling her heart pounding like it was about to burst out.
Just now, when she was so close, she could smell the fragrance emanating from his light blue shirt, and she didn't dare to look directly at his face.
Just like every time Lu Xingyun came to the restaurant, she was embarrassed to look at him, but it was clear that every cell in her body was moving in that direction. His classmates would joke with her, but he was the only one standing at the back, with his hands in his pockets, saying nothing, occasionally interrupting lazily: "Brother, does she recognize you as her brother?"
His classmates would laugh and say, "It doesn't matter if she recognizes us or not. Anyway, we are definitely older than her, so we are her brothers."
He was the only one who never called himself brother.
Seeing the girl standing stupidly at the door, Zhang Lu waved: "How is it? Did the manager not scold you?"
"No." Wen Ruo came back to his senses and walked up to him and said, "Thank you for your suggestion. The manager really didn't say anything about me."
"What do you mean by you? Just call me Sister Zhang." Zhang Lu has worked here for several years. "The previous assistant was fired. You'd better take her place." She whispered, "That person is very annoying. I tell you, he slacks off whenever he has nothing to do and is sneaky. He is unlike you. You look very decent."
upright?
It was the first time Wen Ruo heard someone describe herself like this.
She didn't know what to say for a moment.
Zhang Lu smiled at the silly child, "Go sit over there. When someone calls you, you have to answer the phone to the manager. If the manager is not here, you have to write down everything. Oh, and she took out a stack of papers, "Translate the information from France."
"This is a simple one. The more complicated contracts and the like have been sent to the translation department."
This sentence suddenly made Wen Ruo realize.
It seems that I am not good enough, so I was not able to go to the translation department. Fortunately, the salary is the same.
She sat down at her desk and translated the materials carefully.
There were a few phone calls in between, but nothing else happened.
Except for showing up once at noon, Lu Xingyun never returned to the company.
Can the rich second generation go to work whenever they want? In that case, how should she be an assistant? Wen Ruo was puzzled and asked Zhang Lu.
"It may be a private matter," Zhang Lu was not sure. "I heard from others that he seemed to be a writer, but no one knows what he writes."
Wen Ruo was shocked.
Not only can he play basketball, he can also write novels. That's amazing!
She nodded: "It seems that the manager is very busy. I have to arrange my schedule more reasonably."
Looking at the girl's back and the coat with padded shoulders, Zhang Lu suddenly said, "We don't need to dress so formally in our company. We can dress casually."
Oh, thank God!
Wen Ruo turned around and gave Zhang Lu a big smile.
When he got home in the evening, he saw his father had prepared a table full of dishes. Wen Ruo was surprised: "How can we finish so much?"
"Your dad is so happy that he can't stop eating now that you found a job." Ji Yun said to his daughter with a smile, "It's okay. If you can't finish it, you can heat up the leftovers for lunch tomorrow. You can always eat it."
Wen Lixin smiled and said, "Yeah, what are you afraid of? Hurry up and wash your hands before you eat. Don't let it get cold."
The whole family sat together.
Ji Yun asked: "You said on the phone before that you changed your position to assistant. How is it? Is it easy to be an assistant? Have you been bullied?"
She felt that an assistant was similar to a secretary, just doing odd jobs.
"No, our colleagues are very nice," Wen Ruo smiled with her eyes curved, "Our manager is also very nice. I didn't do anything today and left work."
Ji Yun: ...
Could it be that this company’s business is not doing well?
She did not discourage her daughter: "Just do it first. If you are not happy with it, just quit."
"Ah?" Wen Ruo was stunned.
"You have to find a job, but running errands and serving people every day is not okay," Ji Yun said seriously, "After all, a translator is different from an assistant."
Her mother still cared about her and loved her very much. Wen Ru nodded: "Okay."
Father Wen was busy picking food for her. He was also full of curiosity, but he was most concerned about the food: "How is the company cafeteria?"
At noon today, Zhang Lu took her out for a meal. Wen Ruo recalled: "It wasn't as delicious as your cooking."
"Of course," Wen Lixin said immediately, "How can the chef in the cafeteria be as attentive as your father and I... How about this, I will cook for you every day and you can bring it to the company to eat."
"Ah, no need!" Wen Ruo didn't expect that a casual remark would lead to such a consequence. "Actually, it's quite delicious."
She didn't want to trouble her father.
But Wen Lixin was afraid that his daughter would become thinner if she didn't eat well, so he prepared the meal early the next day and put it in a lunch box for her.
Wen Ruo's eyes turned red when she saw this: "Wouldn't it be more difficult for Daddy to do this?"
"It's okay. As long as your father does what he wants to do, it won't be hard." Ji Yun pinched his daughter's face. "Besides, he is a skilled worker. It won't take him long to cook a few dishes. You just need to work hard."
"Yeah." Wen Ruo held the lunch box in his arms.
Ji Yun glanced at his daughter: "Why are you dressed like this today?"
It's so unfashionable.
"Our company doesn't have that many requirements for dress. As long as it's not sleeveless or collarless, and it's cartoony or sports-themed, it's fine."
She was wearing a pink and white shirt and dark blue straight pants. Because she was tall, she looked particularly graceful. Ji Yun thought the pants were nice, but the shirt was still a bit childish. But that was fine. Ji Yun said, "Let's go. Don't be late."
"Okay, goodbye, Mom." Wen Ruo went downstairs to take the bus.
Ji Yun's nagging voice came from behind: "...I have to take the driver's license test as soon as possible."
Wen Ruo was frightened.
She was very afraid of driving, so her mother asked her to learn how to drive when she was in college, but she never dared to do so because she was afraid that she would not know the way and would hinder other drivers.
No, I'd rather not learn it if I can, Wen Ruo resisted in her heart.
She was the first to arrive at the company, followed by Zhang Lu, and Lu Xingyun did not show up until around ten o'clock.
Wen Ruo walked into the office holding a stack of printed papers: "Manager, this is the information I translated yesterday, please take a look."
Lu Xingyun raised his eyes and saw that she had finally changed her clothes, which made her look like a fresh flower bud.
He reached out, took the information and glanced at it. The HR manager said that Wen Ruo's French was OK, so it seemed that she was not particularly stupid.
Wen Ruo watched nervously, afraid that he would find something wrong.
She translated very seriously!
But Lu Xingyun didn't finish reading it, and threw it on the table: "This thing is useless... Is there anything else?"
The oncoming gaze was as bright as stars. Wen Ruo felt her face getting hot and lowered her head hastily. But she felt that it was not good to lower her head, so she stood up again and said, "Yes, Lv Sheng Company called me yesterday and wanted you to set a time to discuss cooperation. I haven't replied yet."
"Tomorrow." Lu Xingyun thought for a moment, "Tomorrow at three o'clock in the afternoon."
"Okay." Wen Ruo took note of it.
It took about ten minutes to complete the report before Wen Ruo came out. As soon as she came out, she was busy making phone calls and finishing all the tasks Lu Xingyun had asked her to do.
Zhang Lu, who was sitting diagonally opposite, couldn't help laughing, thinking that this little girl looked like a child, but was quite active at work.
At noon, Zhang Lu called her: "Let's go, it's time to have lunch."
"I'm not going today. My parents asked me to bring food."
"Really?" Zhang Lu envied. She and her husband had no time to cook, or even to have children. "It's good to live with mom and dad. Then you can eat here."
Wen Ruo nodded.
After the colleagues left one after another, Wen Ruo saw that Lu Xingyun had not come out yet, so he asked at the door: "Manager, what are you going to eat? Do you want me to buy it for you?"
"No, I'll go out to eat later."
The voice sounded lazy, and Wen Ruo thought, wouldn't he be hungry? But she didn't dare to ask any more.
She took out the lunch box.
Mr. Wen is very thoughtful. The lunch box he uses can be heated directly in the microwave. Wen just heats it up in the tea room and eats there. The good ventilation there won't make the office smelly.
Today Wen Lixin cooked three dishes, one is braised meatballs with sauce, one is steamed baby cabbage, and the other is dried bamboo shoots and mushrooms. The three dishes put together are bright in color and make people salivate. Especially the braised meatballs, which were red and round. Wen Ruo couldn't help swallowing his saliva.
Just when she was about to pick it up, Lu Xingyun came to the tea room to pour tea and saw Wen Ruo at a glance.
Wen Ruo's chopsticks stopped in mid-air: "Manager..."
Lu Xingyun's eyes fell on the braised meatballs.
Because the place he lived after graduation was quite far from the Wen's Restaurant, he hadn't been there for a long time. To be honest, he missed it quite a bit.
Wen Ruo noticed Lu Xingyun's gaze and suddenly remembered that he used to come to the restaurant often to eat, so he must like the food his father cooked.
"How about this?" She pushed the lunch box forward.
Two big eyes looked at him, like two crystal clear glass beads.
At that moment, Lu Xingyun really wanted to eat it. He bent down, smelled the fragrance of the meatballs, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Are you trying to curry favor with your boss?"
The author has something to say: Wen Ruo: I, I’m just worried that you’re hungry.
Lu Xingyun: Don’t explain.
Wen Ruo:......
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