Don’t Be a Secretary For a Genius

    The night fog was shrouded, and the riverside lights were lit.

    From the Presidential Suite of Wilson Hotel, the Shanghai River winds around the building complex, like a ribbon, magnificent yet gentle.

    The cushions of the brown-green leather sofa slumped slightly.

    Jing You was holding a tablet in his hand, and on the screen was a picture of a man in a silver-gray suit.

    "Secretary Jiang, what do you think of this?" Jing You asked.

    This is the blind date resource that Jing You asked her grandmother to ask for - in the name of euphemistically caring about the family life of employees, she personally became a matchmaker for Secretary Jiang.

    As for You Yin, she has been successfully taken over by Secretary Qi, and the arrangement is clear. At this time, he was sweating in the fencing gym.

    Fencing is You Yin's favorite sport, and Secretary Qi University happens to be the president of the fencing club.

    Jiang Shengyan looked at the photo on the screen and said, "It's very good, the eyes are big and energetic, it will be very cute to have a baby in the future."

    Jing You shook his head, "I don't think so, my eyes are as big as cows." Then, he slid to the next photo.

    Jiang Shengyan: "This is not bad, although the eyes are a little smaller, but it is full of knowledge at first glance."

    Jing You: "Your eyes are so small, you don't know if you are awake or asleep when you talk to him."

    Jing You turned back again.

    Jiang Shengyan stared at Jing You for a moment and said, "I think it would be good to find a girl to marry, she is gentle and considerate and will act like a spoiled child."

    "No!" Jing You's reaction was stronger than before.

    "Why not?" Jiang Shengyan said, "Can't I like girls?"

    Jing You's heart was stuffy, and he blurted out without thinking: "No."

    "I think girls are sweet and soft." Jiang Shengyan paused for a few seconds, "For example, Miss You, she is smart, individual, and romantic. I like it very much."

    Jingyou's jaw muscles tightened, and with a serious face, he said, "She is a married woman."

    Jiang Shengyan: "Miss You's attitude towards divorce is very firm, I can wait for her."

    Jing You pouted and said with a stern face: "Secretary Jiang, your thinking is wrong, people must have a spirit of contract."

    Jing You slid his finger on the tablet a few times and held it in front of Jiang Shengyan, "I think this is pretty good."

    Jiang Shengyan glanced at the tablet computer, and a bald uncle came into view.

    “…”

    Jiang Shengyan raised her eyelids, "The boss thinks I'm a good match for him?"

    Jing You said solemnly, "Looking at his big belly, he must be a man of strength and can tolerate Secretary Jiang's shortcomings."

    Jiang Shengyan: "The boss said, I'm not enough."

    Jing You thought about it for half a minute and said, "Secretary Jiang is busy with work and has no time to go home."

    Jiang Shengyan: "..." I really don't know how to refute.

    Jing You: "That's it."

    Jiang Shengyan leaned forward, approaching Jingyou.

    "What power does the boss have to decide for me?"

    Jing You frowned and said, "I'm the boss, can't you decide such a trivial matter?"

    "I don't think it's a small thing."

    Jiang Shengyan put his hand on Jingyou's knee, and his fingertips lightly brushed the dark red pajama pants, the fabric was silky.

    "Partners have to do something intimate every day, and I'm always looking for someone I can handle."

    Jing You: "You can be your spiritual partner." He said it confidently and without joking.

    Jiang Sheng laughed, "Then why should I find someone to go home as a decoration?"

    Jing You: "Because Secretary Jiang is under social pressure and wants to get married as soon as possible."

    Jiang Shengyan added: "Why does the boss think that I am under social pressure instead of seeking true love?"

    Jing You: "Because Secretary Jiang is getting old."

    This logic... there seems to be a problem...

    Jiang Shengyan asked: "What does that have to do with my pursuit of true love?"

    Jing You frowned, "I'm your boss, if I say it's related, it's related."

    The corner of Jiang Shengyan's mouth twitched twice, but he didn't smile, and said, "The boss has grown up and knows that he uses power to oppress people."

    "I'm sleepy, good night, Secretary Jiang." Jing You stood up and went straight back to the house.

    Jiang Shengyan looked at Jing You's back, more and more unable to guess what she was thinking in her little head.

    Is this series of performances possessive?

    If yes, could it be that Jingyou is used to being around her and can't tolerate others taking away her belongings?

    Jiang Shengyan was caught in an unsolved vortex.

    At night, the clouds in the sky were getting lower and lower, and the wind was blowing the leaves rustling, but the flowing air could not match the coolness at all.

    The city is like a big steamer. People in their sleep are stuffed with hot and humid steam, frowning and tossing and turning, and they are not sleeping very well.

    This state lasted for most of the night.

    Finally, a few extremely bright white lights streak across the sky, the sky exploded with thunder, and the big lid of the steamer was split with a crack.

    The round raindrops crashed down.

    Jiang Shengyan frowned and seemed to be trapped in a nightmare, not waking up as quickly as usual.

    In another bigger room, Jing You lay flat on the bed and shouted, "Secretary Jiang!"

    No response.

    Jing You's voice was stained with fear and trembled slightly.

    "Sister!" she shouted.

     Still no one came in to accompany her.

    Jing You's throat was frequently swallowing.

    She waited for a long time but did not wait for Jiang Shengyan, so she had to gently pull the goggles open with her hands and open her eyes.

    The shadow projected by the curtain is like the **** mouth of a devil, ready to swallow her at any time.

    Jing You narrowed his eyes and climbed out of bed. His body was like a frightened cat, his muscles were tense, and he was about to run away if he touched a little bit of trouble.

    Jing You came to Jiang Shengyan's room in the dark, but the person on the bed still didn't wake up.

    Jing You trotted two steps, quickly jumped onto Jiang Shengyan's bed, got into Jiang Shengyan's bed, and wrapped his entire body. She didn't let go of every gap between the quilt and the bed, and firmly pressed the corners of the quilt.

    It seems that as long as one of the toes is exposed, it will be bitten by the monster outside.

    Jing You closed his eyes, grabbed Jiang Shengyan's hand and held it in his arms, finally feeling more at ease.

    Jiang Shengyan felt something warm beside her, so she rolled over and hugged it, rubbing it in her arms.

    Jing You felt an arm above her heart, like a wooden stake, pressing her breathlessly.

    The tip of Jiang Shengyan's nose was close to her profile, and all the heat she exhaled got into her neck; and Jiang Shengyan's eyelashes swept across her face, itching.

    Jing You opened his eyes again.

    She shifted her head slightly. Turning his neck, his nose lightly hit the bridge of Jiang Shengyan's nose.

    "Secretary Jiang, you pressed me." Jing You said.

    The corners of Jiang Shengyan's lips were slightly curved at the moment, and he did not wake up. Maybe it was a nightmare that turned into a beautiful dream.

    In the darkness, Jing You could only see a shadow in front of him.

    She raised her voice again and said, "Sister, your arms are too heavy!"

    Jing You sighed weakly and closed his eyes.

    Next day.

    Jiang Shengyan's eyelashes trembled, like the thin wings of a cicada. There was a smile on her lips, and a faint layer of pink floated on her white face.

    Jing You opened his eyes first, but his eyes were blank. There was a faint dark blue now.

    Jiang Shengyan woke up right after.

    Dreamed all night, but she was refreshed.

    As for the dream...

    Jiang Shengyan couldn't hold back his old face to recall.

    Jiang Shengyan closed his eyes and laughed a few times.

    She didn't realize she was holding a real person in her arms.

    Jing You said, "Secretary Jiang, I moved the mountain for another night last night." The voice was extremely sad.

    Jiang Shengyan's eyelids seemed to be fitted with a spring, and they popped open suddenly.

    "When did you come up?"

    Jing You rubbed his eyes and yawned.

    "Secretary Jiang, I'm so tired."

    Jiang Shengyan flashed the dream of last night in his mind, and broke out in a cold sweat, and every pore was throbbing non-stop.

    "I..." Jiang Shengyan said hesitantly, "I didn't...did anything last night...strange...strange thing?"

    Jing You: "Secretary Jiang's behavior last night was very strange."

    Jiang Shengyan's scalp was numb, and he immediately lowered his head to check the clothes of the two.

    But Jing You's clothes are a little wrinkled, but there seems to be nothing out of the ordinary.

    Jing You continued: "Yesterday when the thunder struck so loudly, Secretary Jiang still slept like a pig, so I had to come over by myself."

    Jiang Shengyan relaxed the tense strings in his heart and let out a long sigh of relief.

    Jing You: "And you pressed me last night. You were so heavy that I couldn't breathe."

    Jiang Shengyan's heart came to his throat again.

    This coincides with the scene in the dream, and Jing You in the dream also said that she is very heavy.

    Jiang Shengyan retreated several times in a guilty conscience, twitched the corners of his mouth, and asked, "You must be dreaming again, right?"

    Jing You: "Yes, I have a dream." The voice was lifeless.

    Jiang Shengyan patted his heart.

    She just woke up, like she was on a roller coaster, her heart was ups and downs, and even her liver and gallbladder were trembling.

    Jing You yawned again, "But Secretary Jiang made me tired and itchy all night."

    What a rhetoric!

    Jiang Shengyan felt that his face was placed on the iron plate and fried on both sides by a shovel.

    Jing You sat up and looked down at his feet.

    "Secretary Jiang, I came here without my shoes."

    Jiang Shengyan immediately rolled over and got out of bed, stepping out of the room as fast as he was running for his life.

    Half a minute later, Jiang Shengyan came back with Jing You's slippers, his face still flushed.

    Jiang Shengyan bent over and put the shoes on the ground, his eyes swept to Jingyou's feet, and his flesh and blood stopped evenly.

    "What does the boss want to eat in the morning? I'll prepare it right away!" Jiang Shengyan stood upright, and those who didn't know thought she had just finished the military training.

    Jing You brows a small bag, "Secretary Jiang is very strange today."

    Jiang Sheng laughed dryly and urged, "Go wash up!"

    Jing You couldn't control it and yawned three times in a row.

    Jiang Shengyan saw Jing You yawning and was infected, so he covered his mouth and hit one.

    Jing You: "Did Secretary Jiang have a tired dream last night?"

    "It's not too tired to be tired, it's pretty-"

    Jiang Shengyan realized what question he was answering, and his voice stopped abruptly.

    Jing You curiously asked: "What is it?"

    Jiang Shengyan immediately put away all his expressions, folded his hands in front of him, and bowed slightly.

    "My lord, I'm going to prepare clothes and breakfast for you. There are many schedules today, so don't waste your time."

    After that, turn around and go out.

    For a few seconds, Jing You suddenly gave birth to the illusion that Jiang Shengyan had become an old eunuch.

    At eleven o'clock in the morning, the closing ceremony of the technology forum ended.

    Jing You and his party walked out of the Huneng Convention and Exhibition Center.

    After the most important purpose of coming to Shanghai City was achieved, the entire Jingteng team felt relieved, and the faces of the elites who were stiff in the past seemed to be somewhat relaxed.

    At this moment, Ling Muwei came out from the side and walked towards Jingyou with a smile.

    Everyone in the Jingteng Think Tank was breathless.