The President’s Secretary Wants to Resign Everyday

The second man regained his senses, turned his head, and smiled apologetically at me, “But I really apologize, it’ll be a long night taping today, I can’t leave, if we have something to discuss, I have to bother the President to come over.”

I’m a little scared, I don’t know whether the president would agree. Saying, “It’s too far, I won’t go.” I would have traveled 100 kilometers in vain.

I called the president tremblingly and explained the situation.

The president’s coldness came across the phone, “Okay, you come back now.”

“President, I’m already here with Mr. Huangfu.”

The President’s cold voice was a little impatient, “I’ll give you thirty minutes.”

My hand trembled with my heart as I asked, “Do you mean that I don’t need to be your accompanying Secretary later to attend your meeting with Mr. Huangfu?”

The president mercilessly pierced my fantasy, “You have to come back to drive. Remind you, you have 29 minutes and 15 seconds left.”

Are you kidding me? ah? I finally came here, but you want me to go back, and then come back with you? Have you eaten properly?

Want me to drive? Where’s your driver?

ah?!

If I hadn’t been worried about maintaining a good image in front of the movie emperor, I would have sat on the ground and cried bitterly.

The second male sighed when he saw my despairing appearance, and patted me on the shoulder sympathetically, “You can wash and change your clothes in the car, I will ask the driver to take you back.”

The contrast is really too strong.

A little impulse burst out from the bottom of my heart, and I wanted to ask the second male if Huangfu Group was still recruiting people.

The second male called the fat big brother just now and asked the fat big brother to find a car and take me back to the city.

While the fat brother was looking for the car, I smiled coyly and approached the second male, “Mr. Huangfu, do you still recruit any staff?”

The fat brother came back, “Mr. Huangfu, the car driven by the driver just had a flat tire.”

I silently closed my mouth. The author won’t let me resign, I’m afraid I won’t be able to go back today if I say one more sentence.