Chapter 13 The Little White Flower Secretary Who Was Forced to Take the Position (13)
Just as the two were talking, there was a crisp phone ring suddenly. The general secretary quickly stood up and answered the phone. After listening to a few words, his eyes flashed slightly, and then he walked quickly towards this side.
Walking closer, the chief secretary looked at Qing Wu and said, "Secretary Ning, the president wants you to go to his office right now."
As soon as the voice fell, the colleague who had just been comforting Qingwu was stunned. She opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but in the end, no words came out.
In the end, he could only give Qingwu a helpless look, telling her to fend for herself, and then he turned and left in a hurry.
Qing Wu's expression was gloomy. She took a deep breath, trying to remain calm, and then cautiously asked the general secretary, "General Secretary, did the president tell me what he wanted to talk to me about?"
She wouldn't... her work at Jing Group would come to an end today, right?
After all, she is a young girl who just graduated not long ago, and the thoughts on Qingwu's face can be easily read by others.
What's more, for the general secretary, who follows Jing Tingyuan every day and has seen countless treacherous minds.
The general secretary standing nearby gently shook her head and soothed him softly, "Don't worry, the president won't blame you. But... the president's demeanor and expression today are indeed a little strange."
Normally, the general secretary would be careful with his words and actions and would never say a word about Jing Tingyuan's situation.
However, just now, Jing Tingyuan's behavior was really abnormal.
You know, all along, their high and mighty president has never taken the initiative to ask any of his subordinates why they were not at work.
After all, Mr. Jing is a person who puts efficiency first. If you can complete the tasks assigned by your superiors on time and smoothly, and even do them well, then occasional lateness or early departure does not matter at all.
On the contrary, if you can't do your job well, then even if you work overtime until late at night and live in the company, you will still be eliminated.
——Even the general secretary had never received such a caring greeting from Jing Tingyuan.
Not to mention the subtle nervousness in his tone.
...It's quite strange.
It was precisely because of this unprecedented situation that the General Secretary mustered the courage to steal a glance at him.
It was a bit strange. Looking at it for a longer time, Jing Tingyuan's face, which was usually calm and composed, now showed a hint of uneasiness.
The chief secretary was secretly surprised and couldn't help wanting to take another closer look. However, when he looked closely, it seemed as if the uneasiness was just his own illusion. It disappeared in the blink of an eye and there was no trace of it left.
.......something is wrong.
Secretary Ning always gives people the impression of being gentle and soft-spoken, and she dresses in a dignified and serious manner.
She has been in Jing Group for a long time. During this period, despite her young age, she has not only not caused any trouble, but has also reduced a lot of burdens for the daily work of the secretariat with her outstanding abilities and serious and responsible attitude.
Therefore, her colleagues like her very much, and one can even say that they have some preference for her.
She seemed to exude a unique charm, an elusive feeling that made people want to get close to her.
Even the usually serious and rigid general secretary would unconsciously reveal some things that he shouldn't say in normal days when communicating with her.
"Okay, stop dawdling. The president will probably urge us again." The chief secretary glanced at his watch and said anxiously.
Qing Wu sighed helplessly, then followed the general secretary to the door of Jing Tingyuan's office.
"Mr. Jing, Secretary Ning is here."
The moment the general secretary gently knocked on the door, Jing Tingyuan's deep and magnetic voice immediately came from inside the room: "Please let her in."
The general secretary winked at Qingwu, indicating her to go in quickly, and then turned and left in a hurry.
Qingwu took a deep breath, calmed herself down, and then carefully pushed open the heavy door.
The moment you step into the office, a faint scent of ink hits your nose. The whole room is decorated in a simple yet elegant style, spacious, bright and extremely spacious.
Jing Tingyuan was sitting at a huge desk, concentrating on processing a mountain of documents.
He held a luxurious fountain pen in his hand, and the tip of the pen moved quickly across the paper, making a slight rustling sound.
Even when he heard someone opening the door and coming in, he still didn't even raise his head. His handsome face was expressionless and looked extremely cold.
Seeing this scene, Qing Wu felt relieved for some reason, and the stone in her heart fell a little.
She secretly rejoiced that judging from Jing Tingyuan's current performance, his mood didn't seem as bad as she had imagined.
So, after a brief inner struggle, Qingwu finally plucked up the courage and decided to take the initiative and confess her mistakes to Jing Tingyuan first.
Qingwu then spoke softly, her voice clear and sweet, with a barely perceptible hoarseness. "Mr. Jing, I'm sorry I'm late today. I'll work overtime to make up for the missed work."
The tip of the pen in Jing Tingyuan's hand paused slightly, and the soft voice flowed slowly into his eardrums like a clear spring.
The voice seemed to carry an invisible magic that caused his body to involuntarily feel numb.
In a place where Qingwu's sight could not reach, a slight blush appeared quietly at the base of his ears.
I don't know what happened today, but when Jing Tingyuan heard Qing Wu speak, he always felt...
The clear and charming voice seemed to have a hint of indescribable charm than usual, like a light butterfly dancing in his heart, gently plucking his heartstrings, making his heartbeat involuntarily quicken, and his whole body became a little distracted and hot.
After realizing his own loss of composure, Jing Tingyuan quickly restrained his facial expression, then raised his head and deliberately coughed lightly to hide his inner panic.
At this moment, his eyes happened to fall on Qing Wu, who was looking down with a look of grievance. Seeing her pitiful appearance, Jing Tingyuan's heart couldn't help but soften, and the originally tense facial lines also softened unconsciously.
Then, he said to Qingwu in an unprecedented gentle tone, "I'm not blaming you for being late. Don't be so nervous. If you're really too tired from work, it's okay to arrive at the company a little later."
Hearing these unexpectedly gentle words, Qingwu couldn't help but look up in surprise.
At this moment, her clear eyes, which were hidden by the frames of her glasses, met Jing Tingyuan's eyes as deep as the sea.
When their eyes met, time seemed to freeze in an instant.
Qingwu caught a hint of imperceptible tenderness in Jing Tingyuan's eyes. That tenderness was both obscure and restrained, like a pearl buried deep in the sea, emitting a faint glow.
Qing Wu's face was completely shocked by this sudden eye contact, and for a moment she even forgot to look away.
But this brief eye contact made Jing Tingyuan's heart tremble.
He seemed to be able to see through the thick lens and directly see the incomparably clear and pure soul deep in Qingwu's eyes, which made him involuntarily indulge in it and unable to extricate himself.
At that moment, he felt as if a beam of warm and bright light was shining directly into his heart.
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