Confused Secretary: "I'm sorry, President, I didn't mean to...
We arrived at the company at exactly nine o'clock.
I stepped into the conference room at the last second to start today's meeting.
The higher-ups were impressed by my domineering aura. No one dared to show up and they were as obedient as a nest of quails.
In order, the heads of various departments began to report to me.
Of course, this is after summarizing - although I like my job, I don’t want to waste my time on reports from thousands of department heads in more than 300 companies.
The contents of the reports are similar, nothing more than how much money has been earned and how many projects have been signed.
Back in the office at 10:30am, I looked at my desk and my coffee wasn't there.
At this moment, there was a knock on the door and a strange woman in a business suit walked in.
Her face looks very young, like a college graduate.
This should be the one the newly recruited secretaries the HR director mentioned.
I frowned.
The normal procedure for new secretaries is to undergo more than three months of training before taking office. After the training, they are all brought in to me for recognition. Why did she come in by herself?
Before I could say anything, I saw the new secretary suddenly trip over her left foot and fall towards me in a very technical manner.
I looked at the coffee liquid flying in the air and kicked back, trying to dodge with the swivel chair, but the woman grabbed my trouser leg tightly, so the cup of coffee spilled all over my clothes.
Shift! It's hot!
Wait, why did I say shift?
The woman rushed over in a panic, picked up a cloth from the table and started wiping me.
"I'm sorry, President. I didn't mean it."
The heat hit me so much that my vision went dark. I had no time to react and could only watch her press the piece of cloth onto my high-end custom-made shirt.
This is a table rag!
She rubbed it hard with the rag, and I felt like my perfect eight-pack abs had turned into a washboard.
That would have been fine, but her hands were moving lower and lower!
I picked her up angrily and threw her away.
It was obvious that she didn't use much strength, but the new secretary fell to the ground with tears in her eyes. "I'm sorry, President, I was wrong. I'm sorry, please don't fire me!"
I just pushed her, why did two buttons on her chest break?
Even though I was the victim, she was crying like I had done something wrong to her.
At this time, the Secretary-General came hurriedly, sweating all over his forehead.
Seeing the tragic scene, I gave him a minute to explain.
The reason was outrageous. My other two personal secretaries all had diarrhea due to eating something bad, and the secretary's sphincter was unable to hold the city just now. Seeing that it was almost time for me to drink coffee, he had to hand the coffee to the new personal assistant to bring it to me.
"So you guys ate at the same restaurant?"
In order to avoid this kind of situation from happening again in the future, I acted decisively and called someone to buy out the unhygienic restaurant. I also sent quality inspectors to strictly supervise the selection of ingredients, and at the same time issued a regulation requiring life assistants not to eat food from the same restaurant for the same meal.
The secretary on the ground wanted to say something else but was dragged out by the secretary general.
After calling a doctor to check my stomach, I got back to work.
There is also a regular meeting in the afternoon, and we need to find a few ministers to discuss the progress of a certain company's tasks.
As soon as I entered the meeting room, I saw the clumsy secretary from this morning again.
As soon as I saw her, my stomach, which had just been coated with burn ointment, began to ache slightly.
Fortunately, there was no trouble this time. Under the strict supervision of the Secretary-General, every cup of coffee of the new secretary was placed steadily on the table.
The meeting went smoothly.
It wasn't until I went out to the bathroom that I came back and found that the meeting materials I brought were missing.
At this time, the new secretary stood up weakly, her eyes full of tears, "I, I thought it was just a pile of useless waste paper, so I put it in the shredder and destroyed it."
Looking at the scraps of paper in the wastebasket, the entire conference room fell silent.
It seems that I must take back my praise for the Secretary-General.
What went wrong with my HR department? Why did they hire her?
I looked at the new secretary and her left eye said "confused" and her right eye said "outrageous".
No, maybe she had other purposes. The company's shredder was of the highest confidentiality level and the shredded papers could not be pieced together. This meant that if she took a few pieces of information, she would not be discovered.
Although this pile of information is not confidential, other than that, I can't think of any explanation for why an intelligent adult would do such a thing.
The new secretary burst into tears, "I'm sorry, President, I didn't mean it, please don't fire me!"
"I don't need an employee who makes mistakes over and over and acts on his own."
The new secretary cried even harder.
"I'm sorry, President, I will do my future work seriously and won't make any more mistakes. My father is a gambler, my mother left me when I was a child, my grandparents are seriously ill in bed, and I still owe 2 million. I really need this job! President..."
"so……"
Facing her hopeful gaze, he said, "In that case, you don't have to pay for the material losses you caused to the company."
I simply fired her.
The new secretary opened her eyes wide, her face full of disbelief.
"Boss, my family is in financial difficulty..."
I looked at her in confusion.
I know, but this is a company, not China Voice.
As she begged, she was put into the police car.
The secretary general, who had just run out of the toilet, heard what had just happened and his already sallow face turned even yellower.
The Secret Service team made up for their mistake by following up on a case in which the new secretary was suspected of stealing company secrets, reviewing video footage to see if there were any unusual moves on the other party, and writing new regulations.
The new secretary single-handedly promoted the overtime work of the secretarial team.
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