At noon, Chi Xia went to Han Junche's office on time.
Qi Heng stood in front of Han Junche's desk, completely bewildered.
When he arrived at work early this morning, he noticed that his boss, the president of the empire who was the same age as him but had exceptional abilities, was looking at him with a very critical eye.
Qi Heng had only felt this kind of gaze more than two years ago, when he had just taken on the position of Secretary-General and was in a state of chaos and confusion.
Qi Heng was in a daze all morning, constantly reflecting on whether he had done something wrong again. Had he not shown enough concern for his boss in terms of personal life, failed to understand his boss's preferences, and made him eat food he didn't like?
In terms of work, if there's a mistake, the leader is waiting for him to discover it, but he's too slow and hasn't been able to find it.
Qi Hengzai thought about it carefully all morning, but still couldn't come up with a solution.
Just as he was about to ask, the leader took the initiative to ask him to stay.
He didn't say anything, nor did he mention eating; he was just left standing there blankly.
Qi Heng became even more uneasy. Wasn't this a punishment for him? Sure enough, he had made a mistake, and it was a big one!
"Ahem." Qi Heng coughed lightly twice, trying to get Han Junche's attention.
However, Han Junche only glanced at him and said before he could speak, "Don't ask anything, don't say anything, just stay here. If you get tired of standing, you can sit on the sofa next to you and rest."
sofa?
Is that a secretary-general who can sit here? Apart from a few highly respected elders and the First Lady, who else has ever sat on this sofa?
Even the ministers didn't dare to sit there, so how could a mere secretary-general dare to sit there?
Is the boss deliberately trying to put him down?
Qi Heng took a deep breath and forced a smile: "I'm not tired, I can stand."
"Stand if you want," Han Junche said without looking up, still looking at the documents submitted by various departments. "But stand further away, don't block my light."
Qi Heng's little princess burst into tears, sobbing uncontrollably...
He did make a mistake, and it was a big one!
Qi Heng felt that if he didn't take the initiative to beg for forgiveness, he probably wouldn't be able to get through the day. So he said, "Boss, if I did something wrong, just tell me. I promise I will correct it immediately. Don't starve yourself for my sake. I don't deserve it!"
Upon hearing this, Han Junche finally looked up at him, his voice and eyes indifferent: "You're overthinking it."
Upon hearing this, Qi Heng, if he didn't still have some backbone, would have knelt down before Han Junche, hugged his legs, and cried out, "I was wrong!"
Just as he was hesitating about whether to show more sincerity, Chi Xia walked over.
She glanced at Qi Heng standing to the side, and nodded to him first: "Sorry, something came up near the end of the workday and I was delayed. I hope I didn't keep you waiting too long?"
Before Qi Heng could speak, Han Junche snorted, instantly switching from a domineering CEO to a puffed-up pufferfish, and said with a hint of grievance, "You started talking to him as soon as you came in. Am I not important to you, a grown man?"
Qi Heng, who was standing to the side, silently looked away.
Seeing Han Junche's expression, Chi Xia reached out and touched his hair, comforting him, "Isn't it because he's the main character in today's matter? Besides, it's a private matter, so we're asking for his help. Be good, don't make a fuss!"
Han Junche was patted on the head, feeling soothed like a large golden retriever. He coughed lightly, regaining his domineering CEO demeanor, and said to Qi Heng, "Go get some food. Pick out as much of your favorite flavors as you like, and then we'll eat together. Chi Xia has something to tell you."
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