MTL - Don’t Be a Secretary For a Genius-Chapter 1 President heartthrob

A heavy rain fell at night, and the morning sky was exceptionally bright.

The light golden sunlight pierced through the floor-to-ceiling windows and hit the marble floor, reflecting finely shredded light.

Hotel queen bed with white sheets.

Lying on her back was a woman with a fair nose and fair skin.

The woman's face is covered with a light eye mask, her shoulders are exposed outside the quilt, and the silk fabric of the wine red pajamas can be seen; the two hands are folded and placed above the stomach.

Sleep well.

At first glance, it is as beautiful as an oil painting. All colors are just right.

But... if you move the camera up a little bit.

You can see a woman lying on the side with a charming smile and the words "mischievous" written all over her face.

Tear the painting apart.

The woman lying on her side stretched out a finger, tapped lightly on the sleeping woman's shoulder, and slowly slid to the inside of the shoulder.

Jing You felt his shoulders itch, frowned, and raised his hand to scratch the itch.

This grab was so frightening that she almost fell off the bed.

Jing You grabbed the hand on his shoulder that I don't know if it was a ghost or a human, and shouted, "Secretary Jiang!"

Soon, a woman in a capable secretary's outfit appeared at the door, stepped on high heels and walked over quickly, and neatly carried the scheming woman off the bed.

Jing You took off her blindfold and touched her heart, but her heart rate has not returned to normal. He shook the hand that had touched the woman in disgust. It must have been covered with bacteria.

The corners of Jiang Shengyan's lips were slightly curved, and a just right smile was hung. "Good morning boss."

The expression management is extremely perfect, with that fairy face, people are not shy to give a hundred percent.

Jing You got up immediately and went to the bathroom to get the disinfectant and washed his hands inside and out.

Jiang Shengyan waited patiently outside, glanced at the little secretary next to her, and had a headache on how to deal with this little girl.

She just went to the cloakroom to pick a dress, it really didn't make you worry at all.

This is already the third secretary this month who is tempted by the boss's beauty and climbs the bed.

It seems that this time on business trip, I have to do the work of two people by myself.

Jiang Shengyan sighed in his heart, but his signature smile remained the same.

The next process is familiar to her.

Jing You came out of the bathroom and stood in front of the secretary who woke her up from her sleep with a serious face.

"Did you know that when a person is in a state of extreme panic, the adrenal glands will suddenly release a large amount of catecholamines, causing the heartbeat to suddenly increase, blood pressure to rise, and the oxygen consumption of myocardial metabolism to increase sharply. Rapid blood circulation hits the heart, tearing the heart muscle fibers, bleeding the heart, causing cardiac arrest and death. What a loss to the world if a genius like me dies because of this.”

Jing You rubbed his temples and continued: "About a trillion bacteria live on a person's skin, and everyone is a germ seeder, spreading them wherever they go. "You spread a series of germs such as staphylococcus, streptococcus and coryneform bacteria on your hands to me without my consent, which is a serious violation of my personal rights."

The tone of the two paragraphs did not fluctuate much, and it was completely out of proportion to the anger in her heart.

When the little secretary heard this bunch of nouns, she was already in a fog and didn't know what the president was talking about. But it was satisfying to be able to let the president talk so much to himself.

Jing You still wanted to speak, but Jiang Shengyan immediately rushed in front of her and said, "The boss's time is precious, and you don't need to waste it on such trivial matters. Give me ten minutes, and I will handle it."

Jiang Shengyan showed a kind smile to the little secretary again, and his eyes signaled her to go out with him.

Out of this door, it was the last time the two met.

Here is the Wilson Hotel, the most luxurious international hotel in Shanghai.

And Jingyou stayed in the hotel's largest presidential suite, occupying half of the 23rd floor.

This master bedroom, with the curtains open, is facing the Shanghai River along the beach, and you can see the buildings of the world on the other side, which is beautiful. At night, the lights are bright, and the boats on the river are staggered. Standing by the window, you can have a panoramic view of the 270-degree night along the Shanghai River.

Here, as long as you have enough money, you can enjoy presidential-level services.

In ten minutes.

Secretary Jiang returned to the master bedroom of the suite where Jing You was.

Not a second is bad.

Jing You just came out of the bathroom, sat in front of the dresser, and started the skin care routine at the beginning of the day.

Secretary Jiang stood by and reported today's itinerary.

"Boss, at ten o'clock in the morning, I need to meet the founder of Fancheng Technology in the reception room. He hopes to get an investment to support Fancheng Technology's chip research. I read the plan and it is a A very thoughtful person; at 11 o'clock we will start from the hotel, go to Tianhao Hotel and have a business lunch with the president of Jisheng Group; return to the hotel at 3 o'clock in the afternoon for styling, and go directly to the banquet hall on the third floor at 6 o'clock to participate in Hand in Hand Charity Auction dinner."

After listening to the schedule, Jing You suddenly stood up and was at eye level with Jiang Shengyan.

The two look at each other for three seconds.

Jing You raised a hand, raised his index finger and shook it, and asked a puzzled question: "Secretary Jiang, why do people always like to pounce on me? I see Get up, like someone who's interested in other people's bodies?"

Jiang Shengyan supported Jing You's shoulders and turned her to the side of the mirror.

Stop for a moment.

Jiang Shengyan leaned forward slightly, approached Jingyou's ear and said, "Did the boss see those eyes in the mirror?"

Jingyou frowned, "What's wrong with my eyes?"

Jiang Shengyan smirked, "Looking at it with affection, it looks affectionate all the time. It's not surprising to occasionally cause misunderstandings."

…specialized answers.

At this point, their faces were only one finger away.

If other people were so close, they would have been thrown out by Jingyou as a bacterial seeder.

Jing You squinted his eyes and looked distressed. She had no interest in Yingying Yanyan outside.

At this moment, the doorbell rang. It was exactly eight o'clock.

Jiang Shengyan went to open the door, it was the hotel waiter who came to deliver breakfast.

Remove the stainless steel serving lid. A well-balanced English breakfast for two.

In a white ceramic gilded disc, a golden omelette lies in the center, surrounded by roasted tomatoes and grilled mushrooms. The browned toast lay on one side with a layer of absorbent paper under it. Also paired with milky white milk.

From the color alone, it is easy to make people want to eat.

Jing You sat down at the round dining table and started today's breakfast task.

Yes, three meals a day are completely fixed tasks for her to replenish body heat.

Jiang Shengyan is different. When he eats delicious food, he will habitually praise the chef.

Although I come to Shanghai for business trips almost every month, and stay here again and again. But she still did not hesitate to send another compliment to the chef.

“Chef Wilson must treat eggs like newborn babies to make such tender and delicious eggs.”

"..." Jing You raised his eyes and looked at Jiang Shengyan, very curious, "Since I met Secretary Jiang, Secretary Jiang has been full of enthusiasm for life, will there be times when you get bored?"

Jiang Sheng smiled, "My motto is, only if I embrace life well, life will embrace me well."

Jing You said bluntly: "There are not many people who still talk about the motto in this era. Secretary Jiang has a...classical temperament."

The curvature of Jiang Shengyan's lips has not diminished, and there are shallow pear eddies on both cheeks, "The boss wants to say something old-fashioned about me, so you don't have to be so circumspect. I'm used to the boss's straightforward and sharp words."

Jing You: "That's good, I was worried that Secretary Jiang would think of his age because of this, resulting in unhappy emotions and affecting the work status of the day. It seems that I think too much. "

Jiang Shengyan: "..." Now I'm really unhappy.

Jing You put down the knife and fork in his hand, Jiang Shengyan habitually handed over a tissue.

Jing You naturally took the tissue and wiped his mouth. "I'm stuffed."

Jiang Shengyan's lips curved into a smile, like a peach blossom in the rain.

"Boss, after returning to Yancheng tomorrow, I need to have some undisturbed private time, I hope to be approved."

Jing You's eyes revealed a little surprise. Over the years, Secretary Jiang seems to rarely apply for private time.

"What to do?" Jing You asked.

Jiang Shengyan: "I will be 29 years old in three months, and I haven't solved the major issues in my life at this age. My mother is very anxious. So I will start a blind date with some high-quality men... or women from tomorrow, I hope Find the right life partner sooner.”

Hearing this, Jing You was stunned, and his mind was a little empty.

Jiang Shengyan turned around and walked into the cloakroom. When he came out, he was wearing a black shoulder-padded ladies suit with a unique hand-embroidered neckline.

On her right hand, there is a light yellow blouse with a few silver embroidery threads on the neckline, which echoes the coat.

—Retro, the latest fashion trend of Paris Spring/Summer Fashion Week.

Jiang Shengyan looked at Jing You and asked, "Boss, can I match this set for you today?"

Jing You's donkey's lips didn't match the horse's mouth and said: "The average life expectancy of human beings has reached 90 years old, and Secretary Jiang is only 29 years old, still very young."

Hearing what Jing You said that she was still young, Jiang Shengyan shook her head and said, "Compared to the boss, she is too old."

Jing You thought for a while, and agreed: "Compared to me, you are indeed a little older, and your IQ is not as high as mine. But Secretary Jiang is still very good, and you don't need to use blind dates. The ordinary way to find a life partner."

Jiang Shengyan showed an embarrassed but polite smile: "Boss, let's change your clothes."

Jing You: "Then why don't you go on a blind date?"

Jiang Shengyan shook his head and replied: "Go."

"Okay then." Jing You said while unbuttoning her pajamas, "Secretary Jiang can go on a blind date, but I hope you don't learn from those brainless women, and make a hasty decision to get married when you meet them. . This makes me doubt my own vision for choosing a secretary."

The corners of Jiang Shengyan's brows twitched indiscernibly, still using a smile to hide her desire to beat the boss.

The well-trained smile, for her, is the universal expression that is universal in most situations.

Jing You took off her pajamas and pajamas, looked at Jiang Sheng with a puzzled expression and said, "Didn't Secretary Jiang prepare underwear for me? I can't wear a shirt in a vacuum."

Jing You's figure is very good, and the woman couldn't help her blood flow.

It was normal for her to face Jiang Shengyan so "frankly" at this time.

"I forgot, boss wait a moment." Jiang Shengyan hung the hanger in his hand on the shelf next to him, and went to the cloakroom to get a black unwired silk underwear. It won't look too cumbersome to wear under a shirt.

Jing You took the light cloth from Jiang Shengyan's hand and put it in front of him. Then he raised his eyes to look at Jiang Shengyan.

Jiang Sheng helped Jing You adjust the shoulder straps without changing his face, and fasten the back buckle. The fingertips inevitably touched Jing You's back, and the touch was delicate and smooth.

Rao does this often, but her hand still retracts unconsciously.

Jiang Shengyan took a breath, turned around casually, and took his shirt over.

Jing You opened his arms so that Jiang Shengyan could put his shirt on her.

Jing You's IQ is very high. When other people's children go to elementary school, she goes to high school; when others go to college, she has become the president of a group. But the word genius sometimes contains a subtext-giant baby.

In front of the elegant and wise president of Jingteng Group, in front of Secretary Jiang, he is a completely heart-breaking bear child.

Jiang Shengyan had to help her with things like tying the buttons.

Jing You can only unbutton, not tie.

Jiang Shengyan's slender fingers landed on the collar of the shirt, and turned the collar up and smoothed it. Start with the third button and work your way down one by one.

The two were about the same height, both were 168 in height, but Jiang Shengyan had already changed into high heels, so she had to be taller than Jingyou.

The angle of sight just overlooks the wonderful scenery in front of Jing You.

Jing You called out, "Secretary Jiang." The heat hit Jiang Shengyan's chin.