Chapter 19

Roger officially moved to the 28th floor.

It was very quiet here, sometimes there was no one there for the whole day. In the second half of his training, He Songgao went on a business trip to Europe, and Roger had nothing to do, so he simulated his daily work flow after He Songgao came back every day.

This is what he expected, to come half an hour early, first help He Songgao deal with mail, clean the office, and then confirm the schedule for today and tomorrow, and then give He Songgao the documents that need to be approved. If there is a meeting, prepare the materials needed for the meeting in advance. If He President Gao has other things for him to deal with, then he will prioritize the needs of the president, and then return to his workstation to do his own things.

Order lunch in advance, which requires knowing He Songgao's taste in advance. What does he like to eat? Luo Jie thought about it and felt a little annoyed. He had forgotten everything. But he vaguely remembered that he didn't like sweet or spicy food. He just liked the light food that didn't seem to have much oil.

In order to ensure that his future work would not go wrong, Luo Jie decided to bother himself. After all, this was related to the quality of his future work.

He sent a WeChat message to He Songgao, and the content was this: "Mr. He, sorry to bother you. What is your personal taste? I'll make a note and prepare lunch for you later."

He Songgao took the time out of his busy schedule to reply to his message: Whatever.

Whatever? Luo Jie frowned. Whatever is not okay. Whatever is too broad. If he stepped on the landmine, he would be the one to be scolded.

He said righteously: "No, be more precise."

So He Songgao replied more precisely: "No fried food, no spicy food, no onion, ginger, seasonings, and all strong spices, no dirty food, no seafood with shells, no lamb, no donkey, no carrots and coriander, no watercress, no onions, that's all for now."

My goodness, you don't eat half of the food on the earth.

Fortunately, he cleared the mines in advance, it was scary.

Luo Jie: "Okay, Mr. He, do you need any help right now?"

"No."

"But I'm alone on the 28th floor, so bored."

"Don't be lazy."

"I'm not lazy, I'm studying."

"Oh."

"When will you be back?" "

In a while."

Luo Jie pouted. The main character he served was not here, so he couldn't do anything. But it wasn't that he had nothing to do. Luo Jie cleaned the 28th floor. Although there was a cleaner, the cleaner was only responsible for cleaning up the dust and garbage, and didn't know how to manage the layout of the space. He went to the warehouse to find some small decorations and replaced all the particularly rustic decorations in the president's office. After obtaining He Songgao's consent, he also replaced the desk and sofa. This is the president's office in his mind, luxurious and elegant, low-key but not without connotation. After

he was transferred to the position of secretary to the president, he had to pay more for clothing. The secretary also needs to pay attention to his image. Luo Jie used the first batch of funds to buy a few suits. The business department did not force everyone to wear formal clothes, so Luo Jie rarely wore suits. After trying them on that day, he was very satisfied. Sure enough, men still need to rely on formal clothes to support themselves! Look, who is the handsome man in the mirror? Luo Jie turned around and admired himself, long legs, thin waist, big buttocks... Oh, no, the size seemed a little small, forget it, just wear it, it will be bigger after washing.

A month later, He Songgao finally came back.

Luo Jie went to the office early that day, but He Songgao arrived before him. When Luo Jie opened the door of the president's office, he was startled and almost thought he was dreaming. After confirming that it was the president himself, his eyes lit up and he ran over in a hoppy manner: "President He, you're back!"

He Songgao looked at him with no expression on his face: "Yeah."

"Why didn't you tell me in advance that you were back?" Luo Jie said a little complainingly, "You have to synchronize your schedule with me so that I can arrange your next work."

He Songgao sat in the boss chair with a very proper demeanor. He crossed his hands on the desk and raised his head slightly to look at Luo Jie: "What is my next job?"

"Uh..." Luo Jie paused and said, "Well, I'm waiting for you to arrange it."

He Songgao's eyes moved around Luo Jie's face and body. Luo Jie couldn't help but straighten his chest and thought proudly, I'm very handsome now, am I blinding your eyes, President? But why does he feel that the president is always staring at his butt? It must be that his clothes are too small! It's a bit uncomfortable to squeeze his butt. He should change to a bigger one. After all, a secretary can't just sit still. He has other work to do. What if he doesn't pay attention when he bends over and his butt sticks up too high? No, no, this is a kind of visual pollution! He must change it.

He Songgao finally put his gaze back to Roger's face, with a hint of smile in his eyes: "You seem to be very polite now?"

"I also learned some secretary etiquette." Roger was even more proud.

"Very good."

"That's right, after all, I'm your secretary and your personal butler!"

He Songgao put away his smile and switched to a serious face in a second, which stunned Roger: "Bring a notebook here, I'll tell you about the next work."

"Yeah."

He Songgao came back, and the CEO's office finally opened its doors to welcome guests - oh no, it officially started operating.

The secretary's work is not what Roger imagined. He Songgao's work is very busy, and his busyness is not limited to time and place. Sometimes he is busy in the office, sometimes in the conference room, and sometimes he is not in the company and is busy at home. So Luo Jie communicated with He Songgao through WeChat for most of his work. The first thing he learned was to check the itinerary with He Songgao and arrange the driver. He Songgao also had a driver, and the driver in the CEO's office was on standby at all times and sometimes performed other tasks.

At the beginning, Luo Jie was dizzy because he could not remember people's names. There were so many people in the company, and the internal contacts alone made him busy. There were also the presidents of this company and the directors of that company. He could not remember who was who. Sometimes when he was receiving guests, especially those who came suddenly, he always had to stand there for a few seconds, and then check He Songgao's itinerary. If there was no reception in his itinerary, then Luo Jie had to deal with it himself.

There are also some outings, Roger needs to buy air tickets, book hotels, and book restaurants. If he travels by private jet, he also needs to contact the hosting company and apply for routes in advance. How to transfer to the place is the most reasonable, where to live is more convenient for the next work, which restaurant suits He Songgao or the taste of the customers, all need to be considered in advance.

It took Roger at least half a year to get good at arranging itineraries. He needed to start thinking about it the day before He Songgao left the office or home, that is, to check the itinerary one day in advance, and it was not too much to warn about important itineraries half a month in advance. Then he would remind him to leave on time early in the morning, and notify the driver to wait downstairs of the company or at the door of his home in advance. Before going to the next location, he would confirm with He Songgao whether he arrived on time or if there was a delay, and then make the next adjustment at random.

In particular, He Songgao's overseas business trips are relatively frequent, almost running around the world. When going to some dangerous areas, he has to contact the bodyguards in advance to do a good job of accompanying security. Most of these overseas business trips are accompanied by Roger, which is actually more convenient than remote command.

The same goes for meetings and some important events. He reminds, confirms, and responds to situations to ensure that the president's every move is in the plan.

This led to him knowing He Songgao's daily movements very well. One day, the marketing director came to see He Songgao, and Luo Jie casually said, "He just came back from Hesheng and will be here for a while."

The marketing director had something important to do with He Songgao and asked anxiously, "How long will it take?"

Luo Jie said, "Five minutes."

The marketing director said, "Five minutes, then I'll wait here for a while, this matter is very urgent."

Luo Jie poured him a glass of water.

Five minutes later, He Songgao really showed up. Seeing him coming back, the marketing director hurried to greet him, and the two of them entered the president's office together.

Luo Jie sat at his workstation, surprised and amazed at his performance. It seemed that he had succeeded in his cultivation! Just now, he didn't even ask He Songgao to confirm, because he started to guess based on the time when the president went out, how long it would take to drive to Hesheng, whether there would be traffic jams during this period, what they talked about, how long they would talk, and when they would come back. He actually predicted it exactly! There might be a component of luck in this, but how can it not be said to be the result of hard work?

During the five years that he worked as a secretary for He Songgao, Roger rarely made mistakes because He Songgao himself was a very strict person. Although Roger seemed to remind him of everything, in fact, everything seemed to be under his control. Sometimes when Roger made a mistake, He Songgao would even remind him, which made Roger very depressed and he wondered if he was doing useless work.

But later he came to understand that this was what a secretary did. Many times, the actual operations did not require the president. If He Songgao had to worry about even a small matter like booking an airline ticket, then there was no need for the position of secretary.

In the second year, the president's office had two more assistants. At first, they were not Lulu and Qinqin, but two other girls. Unfortunately, they left the office not long after they left. It was not until Lulu and Qinqin appeared that the two assistant positions were stabilized.

The appearance of assistants solved many of Roger's troubles. He no longer had to worry about some small tasks, such as material procurement, document sorting, reception registration, reimbursement bill sorting, etc., which could be handed over to the assistants. Even some simple secretarial work could be handed over to them, such as ticket booking and meal ordering confirmed by Roger.

As time passed, Roger gradually grew into a qualified secretary to the president.

This was all cultivated through countless blood and tears.

Not everything went smoothly. After all, He Songgao became the president and his temper became a little weird. This was definitely not Roger's illusion, because sometimes he was smiling in the last second, and suddenly became very gloomy in the next second. Such a fast change speed confused Roger. After experiencing several consecutive shocks, Roger suddenly had an epiphany one day and figured it out! After all, the president is the president, and no matter how close he is to the secretary, he can't joke around at any time. They have to keep their distance. Roger

tried to do this, and sure enough, the president became much more normal.

It was a cool autumn night. Roger stood on the bright street downstairs of the company building and suddenly realized a truth: people change, and so do their relationships. He and the president were friends in the past, but that doesn't mean they are still friends now. He Songgao is the president now, and he is no longer the Alvis who would accompany him to eat barbecue after work in the evening with a look of disgust on his face.

He should understand this truth.

Roger raised his head and looked at the brightly lit president's office on the 28th floor. He felt indescribable sadness and a little loneliness in his heart.

Why are some people so close in body but so far away in heart?

Maybe it's because he is no longer the same person he used to be.

After figuring it out that night, Roger no longer insisted on picking up the friendship of the past.

——What are friends? They share their daily lives with each other, talk about topics that interest each other, go out together, exchange life experiences and talk about ideals. He and He Songgao obviously can't do the same. His daily life is very different from that of the president. He Songgao won't be interested in the topics that interest him, and Luo Jie can't listen to the topics that He Songgao is interested in, because they are company secrets. Going out together, well, there is something called team building, and going out to play is just to exercise, never to open up to each other. As for ideals, Luo Jie's ideal is to make more money, and He Songgao's ideal is to make Kaihua bigger and stronger, and to flourish everywhere. Do these two sound like they have anything in common?

So they can never go back to the relationship they had before.

He Songgao seems to have the same tacit understanding.

He Songgao never talked to him about anything else except work. He would only occasionally ask Roger to help him book restaurants and hotels in his personal name. When he made a request, he would explain: "A place suitable for a date." Roger understood that the president was not single.

Although he had a gossipy heart, Roger never wanted to pry into He Songgao's privacy. However, for a secretary to a certain extent, participating in the president's private life seemed to have become an inevitable tacit understanding, such as in a famous movie where a secretary helped the boss pick gifts for his wife and lover at the same time.

If it weren't for this, Roger would not have discovered that He Songgao was a homosexual - this shocking secret.

It was a very ordinary day. He Songgao sent a WeChat message to Luo Jie at home: "Book a restaurant, date, preferably a private room."

Luo Jie checked his schedule and found that only tonight was vacant. He asked: "Is Yunhe Space at 6 pm okay?"

This is a place that serves Hangzhou cuisine. The environment is elegant and the dishes are delicious. It suits He Songgao's taste very well.

"Okay."

"Okay, Songyunju on the second floor, I'll reserve it for you until 6:30."

Usually he would book a hotel at this time. Luo Jie asked: "Do you want me to book a hotel for you?"

"No."

Oh, it seems to be going to his house, or her house, Luo Jie understood.

When it was almost time to get off work, Luo Jie discovered a major mistake. He Songgao had missed signing a document and it was sandwiched between a pile of documents on the desk. This document was very urgent. The sales director was standing at the door waiting. Roger had no choice but to call He Songgao: "Mr. He, are you available now? There is a document you forgot to sign. I'm coming to you now. It's an expedited document from the sales department. It's very urgent."

He Songgao paused and said, "Come over."

Luo Jie quickly asked the driver to take him there. It was rush hour and the traffic was a bit congested. It was already half past six when he arrived. Luo Jie hurriedly found the second floor. This private room was not completely closed, but a small room separated by curtains. There were Japanese tatami mats inside, and you could take off your shoes and lie down.

There was an artificial waterfall in the ceiling of the restaurant. The sound of flowing water mixed with the background sound of the guqin, which had an elegance of mountains and rivers seeking soulmates.

Luo Jie thought that in such an elegant place, the two people should not do anything impolite. He found Songyunju and walked in after lifting the curtain without thinking too much.

He Songgao was sitting with a man. The man was sitting on He Songgao's thighs and was hugging He Songgao's neck.

If Roger's eyes were not damaged, they should be kissing.