Chapter 52

Luo Jie ran downstairs quickly, and didn't run into many colleagues along the way. When he got to the car, he saw that only He Songgao was there.

Fortunately, everyone likes to check out the places!

Luo Jie walked over and sat down next to He Songgao: "Why are you so fast? I said I could just go to your room to get it, but you insisted on getting it down for me."

"Why are you running so fast?" He Songgao turned his head to look at him, "You don't even wear a coat. You feel better again, right?"

Luo Jie rubbed his hands and smiled: "You already took the coat, and I put on another one when I come down. How will I explain it to others when they ask me later?"

There was a heater in the car, so it wasn't cold. Luo Jie took back the coat and just put it on his legs. Today the weather is clear and the sunshine is warm, which is rare in Germany in December. Could it be that God knows that today is an important moment for Kaihua to sign a contract with a European leading automobile group, and specially uses the bright sunshine to express congratulations to them?

In short, this is a good sign.

Roger sighed and said, "It always rained when I came to Cologne before, it rained heavily, it was cloudy and rainy, in short, it rained. Today is the first time I see such warm sunshine."

He Songgao said, "Indeed."

"Is it like this in the UK?"

"It's different." He Songgao said, "The UK is a little colder."

"I haven't been to the UK yet." Roger said excitedly, "Which city is more fun? I heard that the weather in the UK is unpredictable, and you need to choose a good time to travel there - I don't know if it's easy to get a visa to the UK, I want to take my parents there to play."

"The UK is not fun." He Songgao poured cold water on him, "Let's go to France."

"You've been in the UK for too long, so you don't think it's fun." Roger groaned, "As someone who has never been there, of course I would have some yearning. The main thing is that I study English, but I've never been to the UK. Isn't it a bit unfair to my profession?"

"... Do you have to go to the UK to study English?"

"Hehe, that's what I said." Roger scratched his head, suddenly a little embarrassed, "The main thing is that you have been there, so I want to go and take a look."

"Why?" He Songgao said with a hint of laughter in his voice, "Are you so curious about me?"

"Ha, ha." Roger laughed dryly, "What curiosity?" He saw several colleagues walking out of the hotel together, looking for the location of the bus, "Don't joke like that, it's boring." He lowered his voice, a little panicked, "Hurry up, people are here, you don't want to quarrel with me in public, shut up and be the domineering president you are."

In five minutes, everyone was in place. The bus took them to the restaurant for lunch, which was German food again. Roger now felt sick when he saw German food, and he didn't have the same enthusiasm as at the beginning. He Songgao saw him pick up a few forks and stopped, and asked: "Aren't you hungry?" "

No appetite." Roger said, "I really want to eat Chinese food."

He Songgao paused and said, "You are the most homesick person I have ever met." He started to miss home after only a few days out.

"German food is not good. It's too greasy." Maybe it has something to do with his illness.

"Bear with it a little longer." Under the table, He Songgao patted his hands, "I'll take you to eat Chinese food tonight."

At one o'clock in the afternoon, they arrived at an international conference center. The signing ceremony was grand. Officials from the foreign trade departments of China and Germany came, as well as the media. As soon as they entered, people raised long guns and cannons and shot at them. From then on, Roger had no communication with He Songgao. He watched him walk from the end of the team to the front. Reporters in German, Chinese, and English asked him questions, but He Songgao did not answer them. He just said that he was in a hurry and asked them to make way.

After entering the conference center, representatives of the WH Group warmly welcomed them. One of them was a tall, thin middle-aged man who was the main person in charge of the contract signing. He took He Songgao's hand and asked him enthusiastically if he had rested well and whether he was used to the weather and food in Cologne. He Songgao shed his cold and silent personality in life and greeted him with a smile.

Before the signing ceremony began, there was a negotiation meeting between the two parties. Officials from the foreign trade departments of China and Germany, representatives from Kaihua and the WH Group spoke respectively, and after the meeting, they had friendly exchanges before entering the signing ceremony. In the evening, a dinner was held in the banquet hall of the conference center. The whole process took at least seven or eight hours.

Roger thought, you said you would take me to have Chinese food in the evening, you are bragging again.

However, since the president was so glorious today, he decided to forgive him and blackmail him tomorrow.

The meeting was long and boring, but fortunately most people spoke English. Even if there were one or two who spoke German, the conference team was equipped with simultaneous interpretation headphones to alleviate the embarrassment of some people who could not understand German. Roger listened to the meeting attentively below. At first, he was still paying attention to the content of the speeches, but when he saw He Songgao, who was upright and serious on the podium, his thoughts suddenly went astray.

No matter how important the occasion is, He Songgao is always the most dazzling one in the crowd. He is handsome, tall, calm, capable, and confident. Almost all positive words used to describe him would not sound exaggerated. Roger is so confident in his own president. If you haven't been with him for a long time, you may be confused by his seemingly outstanding temperament. Only after getting to know him... only after knowing him, Roger thought slowly, in fact, he is not that bad, he is considerate, generous, except for his bad temper, it seems that there are no other shortcomings, right?

Is there? Strange, didn't he dislike him before?

What was the point of disliking him?

Oh, Roger remembered. He likes to use his status to suppress him, relying on his position as president to let him do this and that, and forced him to work overtime, and he would get angry at any time, making people unpredictable. However, Roger realized it later and thought, he is a secretary, it is his duty to work for the boss, some bosses even let the secretary help take care of the children, this is the unscrupulous boss who really treats the secretary as a nanny. He Songgao has never done this before... No, that's because he doesn't have children. If he did, maybe Roger would become a big complaining secretary who helps pick up and drop off children. But let's take a step back and say that this is the job of a secretary. A secretary is the boss's all-purpose assistant and is online 24 hours a day, 7 days a week. But He Songgao, except for occasionally asking him to work overtime, actually didn't force him to work 007, not even 996. Sometimes he wanted to leave work early, so he just told He Songgao and left, and He Songgao didn't deduct his salary.

Roger reviewed every detail of his five years of secretary work in his mind, and suddenly began to reflect on whether he was too excessive and greedy. He was in a position where he shouldn't be lazy, but he was thinking about lazy every day.

He looked at He Songgao who was listening attentively to the speeches of others on the podium. For the first time, he felt sympathy for his boss. He wondered if it must be very tiring for him to have such a secretary.

It was a pity that he had never asked. He would ask when he had the chance. If he asked him to be 007, he would not refuse it now.

Roger was thinking about this and that, and before he knew it, more than an hour had passed. Now it was the free question session, and the people on the podium were much more relaxed, and some of the extroverts even started to joke with each other. Roger saw He Songgao tilting his head and talking in a low voice with the representative of the WH Group. He didn't know if he was talking about business or just chatting, but... he was so handsome, so handsome that people couldn't take their eyes off him. He was wearing black today, which was the most noble color, making him look like a graceful gentleman, and the color of his tie was also well chosen, making him look more elegant in his dignity. Roger's eyes were glued to He Songgao, and he couldn't take them away no matter what.

A colleague next to him wanted to go to the restroom and asked him to move aside. Luo Jie reacted slowly and said "oh" a few times before moving his chair forward to make it easier for his colleague to go out.

When he looked at the podium again, he suddenly saw He Songgao looking in his direction. Their eyes met unexpectedly. Luo Jie's heart skipped a beat and he almost looked away in panic. Why, why am I so afraid to look each other in the eye? I didn't want to before, but now I'm panicking. Before Luo Jie figured out his mood, He Songgao withdrew his gaze and didn't even smile at him.

Luo Jie felt a little disappointed. What happened? Did he see it accidentally? Then why didn't he look at him for a while longer? This way he would have a chance to give him a thumbs up and tell him that he performed very well today and that he is a perfect president, his idol.

When he was thinking this, he suddenly saw He Songgao stand up and walk out of the conference room. What was he doing? Luo Jie guessed that he must want to go to the bathroom after such a long time. He stood up as well, and without thinking too much, he also walked towards the bathroom.

The front door of the conference room was closer to the bathroom, and Luo Jie did not see He Songgao. He hesitated for a moment and waited for He Songgao to come out at the bathroom door.

A colleague came out of the restroom and was stunned when he saw Luo Jie: "Secretary Luo? You are also going to the restroom, go in, there is room inside."

Luo Jie lied calmly: "I am waiting for President He. His tie is a little crooked, I reminded him."

The colleague gave him a thumbs up: "Secretary Luo, you are really conscientious." He patted Luo Jie's arm, "Thank you for your hard work, I will go in first."

"Yeah." Luo Jie said.

"My tie is crooked?"

A low voice sounded, Luo Jie turned his head, and He Songgao was standing at the door of the restroom, looking at him quietly.

Luo Jie let out an "ah" and felt indescribably guilty for a moment: "Well, it's crooked. Let me help you straighten it." He said, glancing around to see if there were any acquaintances passing by. "Hey, come here for a moment, don't block the door."

Luo Jie led him to an empty corner and pretended to adjust his tie for him. He Songgao remained silent. Luo Jie was about to put his hands down, but He Songgao grabbed his cold hands as if playing a prank. "Why were you peeking at me just now?"

All of a sudden, the hairs on Luo Jie's body stood up. "How could I be peeking at you?" he said, trying hard to pull his hands out.

He Songgao didn't let him go. He used his palm to pinch Luo Jie's cold fingertips. "I peeked at you about ten times."

Luo Jie looked away. Two seconds later, he couldn't help but look back. "That's not peeking. That's looking openly. You're my boss. Who else should I look at?"

"Am I pretty?"

His eyes were long and deep. Luo Jie's heartbeat accelerated. "You're pretty. You're the prettiest." He said, looking at He Songgao almost begging. "Let go. Someone's coming!"

A crisp sound of footsteps passed by. It was the sound of a lady's high heels. One by one, it seemed to be stepping on Luo Jie's heart. He didn't understand why He Songgao was like this. Was he a little ambiguous? "What are you doing? Why are you so weird today?" He said, his voice sounded a little trembling.

This look is a bit pitiful. He Songgao paused for a second and loosened his hands: "What do you do?"

Roger quickly stepped back and left He Songgao's sphere of influence: "Tease me!"

"Haha." He Songgao chuckled, admiring his panicked eyes like a little animal, "It's just a joke, don't be nervous."

"It's not funny at all." Roger's face flushed, and it was hard to tell whether he was angry or embarrassed, "This is, this is - workplace sexual harassment!"

He Songgao was silent, like a big hat, "You don't like it?"

"What's the point of liking or not liking it?" Roger didn't want to talk to him about this in the corner. His heart was beating so fast that he was almost fuming. The most important thing was to leave as soon as possible. "You've been out for so long. Everyone in the venue is getting impatient. Go back quickly!"

He Songgao stood still and looked at him quietly.

"Hurry up." Luo Jie urged, "Let's finish early and have dinner, I'm hungry!"

"Oh." He Songgao finally moved, turned around and walked towards the venue, "Aren't there fruits on the table? Eat some to fill your stomach."

"No, I don't want to eat fruit now."

"Then what do you want to eat?"

"Stop talking! Hurry up."

"Haha, why are you in such a hurry, are you shy?"

"..." Luo Jie quickened his pace and didn't want to pay attention to him anymore, "I'm leaving first, you can take your time here!"