The beginning is the new age of grace

Chapter 14 Parallel extras that have nothing to do with the main text

"Ouch! Are you here? Are you here?" Pressed powder, lipstick, and eye shadow were flying all over the sky, and several female staff members were frantically touching up their makeup.

Before the colleague could call, a black shadow approached the company's gate, a tall and straight man in a straight suit and accessories blocked the light behind him.

But the shining person in front of him was already eye-catching, and the front desk bowed exaggeratedly, "Hi, President~"

Without squinting, Jiang Zhan walked steadily towards the president's special elevator.

After staying in bed, they exclaimed about the female professional who was about to pass out, and several of them said in a hurry, "Did Mr. Jiang look at me just now?"

"Look at the fart." Obviously no one looked at it, so don't put gold on your face, one of them said unconvinced.

"Hey, so handsome, Mr. Jiang is not married yet, do I still have a chance?"

But does she have a chance?The entire company, and even the entire Mango City, have opportunities. Young people of the right age, regardless of gender, are all staring at Jiang Zhan, the diamond king.

It's a pity that they were wrong. Grandpa Jiang Zhan had already made a baby marriage for him. The two grew up together as childhood sweethearts. The other party was a few years younger than him.

Why not make it public, the other party is still too young, even if he is an adult, he is still in college.

Jiang Zhan, whom Wanmin admired, sat down at the desk and hurriedly called his little wife, "Are you home?"

The school has just finished the final exam, and the little wife should be home by now.

The other party replied obediently, "I'm home, husband."

Jiang Zhan was very satisfied, and said with relief, "Take a good rest, my husband will die first."

"Wait!" The little wife stopped, "Husband~"

Um?Jiang Zhan's eyebrows twitched. It was a tone of asking for him. He kept silent, waiting for his little wife to speak.

Sure enough, the other party hesitated and said, "Well... can I... come to your company... for an internship?"

Do you still need the little wife to come to practice in person?He gave this internship certificate!

Jiang Zhan comforted, "The summer vacation is so hot, I'm afraid you'll suffer from heat stroke, so stay home and rest."

The little charming wife is not forgiving, and is always protected by Jiang Zhan in the ivory tower. There is a big gap between him and his classmates.

It's not impossible for Jiang Zhan to keep him, the main reason is that there is too little homework, and something goes wrong when he is idle at home.

"Let me go, let me go, husband, you are the best." Fortunately, it was a phone call, if Jiang Zhan was by his side, he would have reached Jiang Zhan's lap by now, hugging his neck and shaking.

Acting coquettishly, Jiang Zhan slowly said, "Okay, come with me tomorrow."

"No, no!" Xiaojiao's wife exclaimed, "I'll come by myself, or let the driver drive me, I won't trouble you."

There are still many tricks, what else can Jiang Zhan do?I can only agree to him.

"Then how do you repay me?" Jiang Zhan asked maliciously.

That night, Yuehua had sex until midnight, and Yuehua who went to work the next day almost couldn't get up.

Under the guidance of Assistant Jiang Zhan, Yuehua was placed in the post of an ordinary clerk, whose main task was to send and receive documents and secretly flirt with the president.

Yuehua had just sent a document, and the social software on her phone was beeping, and the sender was her husband, "What are you doing?"

"Work!" Yuehua clattered on the keyboard, taking time out of her busy schedule to reply to him, "Don't bother me, are you free?"

In Yuehua's impression, the president has to pay attention to the changes in the stock market every day, and there are many contracts to be negotiated every day, with millions of dollars every minute.

"What can I do? Are you full at noon, baby? Would you like some snacks now? You go upstairs to find me?"

Yuehua was so busy looking at the series of question marks that she was annoyed to death, and her tone was not very good, "Don't bother me!"

Can their small employees compare with the president?Things are done by the people below, no wonder the president is so leisurely.

Frightened by his wife's exclamation point, Jiang Zhan didn't dare to continue to disturb, and asked his assistant to secretly deliver the snacks.

How could Yuehua have time to eat? He continued to distribute his documents with his head full, but he didn't notice that female colleagues from several departments surrounded him.

"This is the new colleague Yuehua, right?"

Before Yuehua could answer, he heard a strange voice, "Hey, isn't this the dim sum at xx restaurant? It would cost more than half a month's salary to go there. Yuehua, I think it was just sent to you by the assistant .”

The woman's mouth, the ghost of gossip, other colleagues in the department also craned their necks to look around. They heard early in the morning that they were going to parachute a freelancer, and this time Yuehua was indeed related to the assistant.

Yuehua still wanted to build a good relationship with her colleagues, and said with a smile, "Sister, do you eat? I still have a job here."

The woman was not polite at all, she unpacked the packing box hurriedly, and said grandly, "That's so embarrassing, I miss you."

We are having a good meal here, and the voice of the head of the department's high-heeled shoes is getting closer and closer, "During working hours, stand here and chat!"

The female colleague who was eating snacks hurriedly put it down and explained, "Director, this is what Yuehua asked us to eat."

The director of the department is most annoyed by this kind of people who come in through the back door, relying on a little nepotism, what do they think of the company!Thought this was his house?

"What do you eat during working hours? Have you finished your work? Do you still want to deduct wages?"

Yuehua hurriedly put away the box and apologized humbly, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

However, the phone was ringing endlessly at this time, and Yuehua never responded to the message, Jiang Zhan could only make a phone call in a hurry, but the other party hung up directly.

Jiang Zhan couldn't sit still, and didn't know if his baby was done with his work, or if he would find him annoying, so Jiang Zhan went downstairs to see the situation himself.

Grasping Yuehua's handle and zooming in infinitely, the director of the department kept talking, "So many private phone calls during working hours! You think the company is run by your family."

Yuehua drooped her head, thinking that she was really killed by Jiang Zhan.

Unexpectedly, the culprit's voice suddenly sounded from behind, as cold as ice slag, "The company is run by his family."

Everyone, "???"

Jiang Zhan strode towards Yuehua, "Baby, come here."

Everyone, "!!! Hey." Since Da Bingshan would be so tired of calling someone.

Yuehua reluctantly moved towards Jiang Zhan, Jiang Zhan was impatient, grabbed his wrist, and pulled him to his side, "Not finished yet? Have you eaten the snacks I gave you?"

The female colleague wiped her mouth guiltily, but Jiang Zhan saw it, and said with a cold face, "Are you free to chat and eat with your colleagues during working hours?"

Several female staff members dispersed, leaving only the director of the department. Jiang Zhan heard her yelling at Yuehua just now, but he had never yelled at Yuehua himself.

"This is my lover, this company belongs to him, what's the problem?"

The director shook his head again and again, and ran away in despair.

Under everyone's attention, Yuehua was taken upstairs by Jiang Zhan, and the tense and exciting atmosphere just disappeared when she entered the office.

"You...what are you doing...I can't stay here and work anymore." Yuehua was melancholy, he was about to be fired on the first day of work.

Jiang Zhan raised his eyebrows, "Yes." He paused again, "Come to the office and be my personal secretary."

Yuehua blinked and asked, "What does the private secretary want to do?"

In the next second, Jiang Zhan pulled him to sit on his lap, and heard him say boldly, "Of course it is to take care of the president's diet, daily life and private life."

The ambiguous breath hit Yuehua's neck, and he dodged shyly, hanging Jiang Zhan's shoulders, "Oh...you hate it!"