After squeezing the subway for several days in a row, the morning rush hour was so overcrowded that it was impossible to get off. Song Yuran, who came to the company after squeezing the subway every morning, seemed to have lost his soul, with the word 'mourning' written on his face.

So much so that when she walked into the company area and felt the sound of footsteps rushing towards her behind her, she didn't even bother to turn her head.

Until the man patted her on the shoulder, "Hey!"

Song Yuran turned his head and said weakly, "What are you doing?"

Zhao Anye glanced at her from top to bottom, teasingly said: "This morning, she looks so lifeless, I don't know if I thought it was a zombie/corpse movie."

"Don't mention it, it's not the morning rush hour subway. I used to be able to stay in the corner safely, but since there are three more stops, I don't even have a corner! I just got off the subway if it wasn't for the crowds pushing me out.Can't come out." Song Yuran complained: "I obviously feel that the flow of people these two days is much more than the previous few days."

"It's normal." Zhao Anye said disapprovingly, "Xiao Chen in our department doesn't have a subway in the place where she lives, and she commutes by bus every day. After the new station comes out, she now takes two bus stops and directly transfers to the subway, which saves money.For a long time, many people curve to save the country, of course there are many people.”

"If you think the subway is too crowded, then you can take the bus. Anyway, you don't live too far away. If you're lucky, you still have a seat."

"No way." Song Yuran immediately vetoed it, "From my home to the company, the straight-line driving can indeed be controlled for about half an hour, but the bus has a lot of stops, and it takes about an hour."

"I'd rather be a jerky on the subway than wake up early."

"Then you should be an honest person." Zhao Anye turned his head and glanced, and reached out to grab her upper arm cuff, "What's wrong with your sleeve?"

Song Yuran turned her head and saw that the newly bought jacket had a hole in the cuff after wearing it for the first time!

"I don't know." She looked blank, "It's okay to change clothes in the morning."

Zhao Anye thought for a while, then laughed out loud, "There are too many people on the subway, did they get scratched by something?"

Song Yuran thought hard, but regarding the memory of the subway, it was difficult for her to maintain the posture of being pinched from left to right, so how could she be distracted to figure out when the cuffs were torn.

Thinking of the pineapple bun that was crushed last time, she didn't dare to bring food on the subway after learning from the past, but she didn't expect that the victim became clothes this time.

As the two walked towards the entrance of the lobby, they suddenly heard a whistle behind them, turned their heads and saw a car following behind them, and quickly leaned aside.

The ground parking space at the entrance of the company was empty, and the car slid into the parking space silkily and parked.

Zhao Anye glanced at the driver in the car, walked quickly into the lobby of the company, and said in a low voice, "This Mr. Liu, I don't know what's going on these days, it's like taking a gun/drug, everyone has a bad face.”

"It seems to be." Song Yuran said, "I feel that the way he looks at me in the past two days is not quite right, and I think I have not offended him."

"He treats you like this too? I thought he was flirting with us." Zhao Anye thought for a moment, and suddenly realized: "I know! Could it be because of the bravery bonus that Mr. Huo gave you?"

After the incident in the parking lot that day, Huo Qingzhi rewarded those colleagues with a bonus of 1,000 yuan each, and rewarded her with 100,000 yuan in cash separately.

Song Yuran, who was informed of the amount of the bonus, was taken aback at the time. She was not thinking of getting 100,000 yuan, but that she wanted to pay the bonus for the company.

She talked to Huo Qingzhi about this matter, and the other party said that the bonus was rewarded by the company, not her personal contribution.

Hearing that it was public money, Song Yuran accepted it with peace of mind.

This incident was announced to all employees in the company's internal system. The names of her and several colleagues were posted on the bulletin board for 24 hours. It was difficult for the company to know.

After that, Mr. Liu saw that the word 'unhappy' was almost written on her face.

Song Yuran was very speechless, "The bonus is what I deserve, okay, if he is capable, he will go for it. I can guarantee that Mr. Huo will give him the same bonus."

"No." Zhao Anye looked around and whispered to her, "This Mr. Liu has a background as a shareholder. The company rewards you with a hundred thousand, and the public account, doesn't it mean that the shareholders will pay the bill in the end? He must be upset..”

"If something happens to Mr. Huo, the devil will pay them dividends." Song Yu spat disdainfully: "I don't even understand the account, only thinking about my own interests, these old chicken thieves."

"People are here, so stop talking."

Song Yuran walked into the secretary's room and saw that the door of the general manager's office was closed, and then glanced at the clock on the wall, it was 8:55.

Not surprisingly, Mr. Huo will be late again.

Huo Qingzhi's car was sent for maintenance, so he took a taxi to work these few days, and the time to arrive at the company was unpredictable.

She looked at the hole in the cuff, and remembered that she saw a sewing kit in Huo Qingzhi's office before, and wanted to mend the clothes, but she couldn't go in by herself if no one came, so she could only shelve the matter of mending temporarilyup.

As soon as she logged on to Weichat, she saw a message from her administrative colleague.

Clicking on it, the content made her raise her eyebrows.

A colleague sent her a long message. At the beginning of the content, she told her that the company's team building will be held next week, and now they have to book air tickets and hotels together. After talking, they got to the main point-forgot to remind Song Yuran to submit her identity information.

[Administrative]: I'm sorry, the registration information was notified two days ago, just as you were away on leave, and I was too busy these days to tell you.cover face jpg

Song Yuran sent an emoji to relieve the atmosphere, and said some words of relief before sending her his identity information.

Perhaps her easy-going and generous attitude made the administrator feel a little more guilty, and opened a small back door for her.

[Administrative]: We booked a lot of rooms this time, and the hotel allows us to choose floors freely. I will reserve one for you with a sea view bed. Do you want to live in a high-rise or a low-rise?

As the general manager's secretary, he can also be regarded as a high-level management member. He has always been given preferential treatment in team building. Now that Song Yuran heard about the sea view room, the corners of Song Yuran's mouth almost reached the back of his ears.

Just typing the word 'high-level', the fingers paused, thought for a while, and deleted the entered text.

[Song Yuran]: I want to be closer to Mr. Huo's room

Realizing that this sentence has already been sent, Song Yuran hurriedly typed and wanted to fix it.

[Song Yuran]: I mean it's closer to Mr. Huo's room so that I can report to her. In case I have a client, I can contact her as soon as possible.

The other party quickly sent an 'OK', and then sent a row of thumbs up emoticons.

[Administration]: As expected of Mr. Huo's secretary, the team building is so dedicated.like jpg

Song Yuran sent an emoticon of embarrassment, but what he thought in his heart was that this is not a professional, but just an ordinary little secretary who wants to use his power for personal gain.

After fighting with the administrator for a while, when she heard the sound of high heels, it indicated that Mr. Huo was coming.

As soon as he looked up, he saw Huo Qingzhi appearing at the door of the office room. He was wearing a white suit today, with a knee-length skirt and a white casual suit jacket, which was a bit more intellectual and elegant.

Song Yuran's heart speeded up in an instant, suppressed her surging heart, and said to her with a smile: "Mr. Huo, I'm late again today."

"There are too many people waiting for the bus in the community." Huo Qingzhi twitched the corner of his mouth helplessly, "It's my turn after waiting for 12 people."

"There are so many people? It's not a rainy day." Song Yuran was startled, "When will the car be repaired?"

Speaking of this, Huo Qingzhi became even more helpless, sighed, and said: "The repair shop reported that there are not all parts in stock, and it will take at least a month to pick up the car until the manufacturer distributes the goods."

"...Then it will be twenty days later!"

"!" Mr. Huo, who had always been busy before, gave her a glare, stepped on high heels and walked into the general manager's office inside.

Song Yuran, who was beaten up, was not annoyed, and smiled happily. She knew that Huo Qingzhi must have not eaten breakfast, so she went downstairs to buy a breakfast and came back.

The office door was not closed, Song Yuran pulled the door frame to reveal half of his head, "Mr. Huo~"

Huo Qingzhi seemed to be in a daze, not knowing what to think, holding a document in his hand.

Song Yuran walked in with her breakfast in hand, and saw that the document in her hand was a financial statement, and the statistical chart on it showed an obvious upward trend.

Thinking about work, Song Yuran didn't bother too much, and put breakfast on the table, "I bought you breakfast, remember to eat."

Just as he was picking at the bag, he heard Huo Qingzhi ask, "What's wrong with your clothes?"

Song Yuran followed his gaze, and then remembered the torn cuff, and smiled dryly, "The subway is too crowded. When I went to the company, I found a hole in my clothes, and I don't know how to fix it."

After a pause, he asked, "Is there a sewing kit? I'll sew it."

"Yes." Huo Qingzhi lowered his lower body slightly, opened the drawer on the bottom floor of the desk, and took out the sewing kit from it.

Song Yuran reached out to pick it up, but was dodged, with a puzzled look on his face: "?"

Huo Qingzhi said, "I'll help you."

Song Yuran thought, it's really hard to deal with the cuff position alone, unless you take off the clothes and sew the hole.

After weighing, she readily accepted and enjoyed Mr. Huo's service.

The two sat on the sofa, Song Yuran put his arms in front of her, and lifted his cuffs to reveal his fair shoulders.

Many people's arms and shoulders will be tanned in two colors in summer, but Song Yuran's entire arm is in the same color, white and tender, and the tight lines of the arms can be seen.

Seeing Huo Qingzhi skillfully threading needles, she thought for a while and said, "Just now the administrator asked me for my identity information to book a hotel organized by the group, and I'll ask her to arrange my room closer to you by the way."

It is obviously a statement tone, but at the end I have to add a sentence: "Is it okay?"

This practice of cutting first and playing later made Huo Qingzhi laugh: "Can I say no?"

"Yes." Song Yu suddenly pursed her lips, "But I won't be happy."

"Okay, I promise you." Huo Qingzhi replied in a coaxing tone.

The grievance suddenly cleared up, Song Yuran smirked, and heard Huo Qingzhi say again: "I've been thinking about something recently."

When he said this, Huo Qingzhi had a serious and serious tone on his face, which made Song Yuran nervous for a moment, and conditioned to sit up straight.

But she forgot that her cuffs were still in Huo Qingzhi's hands. As she sat up straight, the neckline was pulled aside, revealing her round shoulders.

The black shoulder straps then dropped a bit, half hanging on the shoulders, and the flirtatious lace can still be seen vaguely.

In this serious atmosphere, the existence of this shoulder strap is a bit out of place.

Song Yuran felt a little embarrassed, and was about to push back the shoulder strap when he saw Huo Qingzhi free up a hand, gently hooked the shoulder strap with his fingertips, and fiddled with it back without changing his expression.

During this process, the moment her cool fingers touched the skin of her shoulders, Song Yuran felt a little indescribably subtle and shy.

She forced herself to calm down, and tried to calmly ask, "What did you just say you were thinking about?"

"Compared with previous years, the company's recent financial statements have made great progress, and one-third of this is the income of online stores."

"Yeah." Song Yuran nodded. Today's Pintao has the support of CCTV, and it is growing steadily, even faster than the modern certain treasure. As a special partner of Pintao, the sales volume of Jane Eyre's online store ranks first in the clothing category and ranks first.Not surprisingly.

"Now more and more people use online shopping, I think we should pay more attention to online sales."

"Yeah!" Song Yuran continued to nod in agreement.

"So, I have a task for you."

"Hmm...! Ah?!" Song Yu was stunned.

"The previous cooperation with Pintao was promoted by you. I think you have great ideas in this regard. I want to leave the online store to you for planning."

"Eh?" Song Yuran was confused, "Didn't we just set up a dedicated e-commerce department for the online store, and the manager of the operation department is also in charge of the marketing and operation of the online store. Is it necessary for me to intervene?"

"According to the current growth rate of online stores, I hope that within two quarters, the turnover can be equal to that of offline physical stores."

Song Yuran shivered, "You mean...to double the sales of the online store within two quarters?"

Huo Qingzhi nodded.

"No, Mr. Huo, let me tell you the reasons for the high sales of the online store." Song Yuran analyzed it carefully, "One is the traffic brought by our co-branded models and hunger marketing, but this can't be played often, can it?It's meaningless."

"Secondly, there are few clothing brands in the early stage and we have the top promotion for us. We have an advantage, but more and more clothing merchants will enter in the future. If there are more choices, they will inevitably divert people. It is already very good that sales can rise steadily. InIt is very difficult to double the income within half a year.”

"Because it's difficult, I want you to do it." Huo Qingzhi looked at her and said, "If you can't do it, others can't."

Song Yuran's mind was still in a state of confusion, she didn't know why Huo Qingzhi suddenly assigned her tasks that didn't match her position, whether it was online store sales or physical store sales, this was not her job category.

Huo Qingzhi saw the struggle and hesitation in her eyes, and after a long silence, she said: "If you think it's not good, then pretend I didn't say it."

"It's not impossible..." Song Yuran frowned and looked up at her, with a bit of grievance and reluctance in her voice, "Then... I won't be able to work with you in the future..."

"Yes." Huo Qingzhi pinched her face, and smiled with curved lips, "You make the decision and let the department manager implement it."

"That's good!" Song Yuran laughed happily, and quickly responded: "Since you want it, then I will work hard!"

She thought it was because the shareholders were dissatisfied with the 100,000 yuan bonus, and she started acting like a monster again. Huo Qingzhi was eager to make new achievements to silence those noisy guys.

As a shopping expert who has many years of experience in online shopping and has been cut leeks countless times, she still has a lot of new tricks. She thought that she would play slowly in the future, but now... for her family Mr. Huo had to plan ahead!

"You'll be happy once you say this." The expression on her face changed seamlessly, and Huo Qingzhi said with a smile, "It's like a simple child."

"I'm just a kid." Someone said cheekily, "I'm three years old, and I'm still a baby."

"Yeah." Huo Qingzhi poked her cheek, "Baby Yuran."

"..." Song Yuran, who was still thick-skinned one second, began to have an unknown blush on his face the next second.

Huo Qingzhi poked her face again, and continued, "Ranbao."

"Shy again."

A clear chuckle came into Song Yuran's ears, and there was a hint of mockery in that smile, as if she was laughing at her blushing at every turn, and she could only talk.

A string in Song Yuran's mind broke, and when he realized it, he had already pressed Huo Qingzhi's shoulder and pushed her against the sofa.

The arrow was on the string, there was no reason to back down, she settled down, and slowly brought her lips closer.

When she was only a centimeter away from the kiss, a knock on the door brought her back to reality.

"..." Song Yuran distanced herself from her reflexively. Seeing the office layout made her a little embarrassed, and also felt a little taboo.

The two looked at each other, Song Yuran looked away first, and whispered, "I'm going out first."

She got up and wanted to leave, but saw Huo Qingzhi hooking his fingers at her.

"Huh?" Song Yuran leaned down, leaned his ears to hear what the other person said, his cheeks were gently held by someone, he turned his head, and a superficial kiss landed on his lips, which was fleeting.

The employee who knocked on the door thought the boss was not there and was planning to come back at another time, when he heard the sound of the doorknob being turned, and the door opened from the inside soon.

The man turned sideways to make way for her, looked at him, noticed something strange, and asked, "Secret Song? Are you feeling unwell?"

Song Yuran pressed his fingers against his lips, and said in an unnatural voice, "I have low blood sugar."

Hearing the words, the other party immediately started to touch his pocket and said, "I happen to have candy here, let me look for it."

"No, thank you." Song Yuran hurriedly waved his hands, "I ate just now."

When the other party saw this, he didn't insist anymore, walked past her and walked into the office.

After taking two steps, realized it after knowing it, and was a little puzzled, is there any candy in Mr. Huo's office?