There’s a love called conspiracy.
There’s a love called conspiracy.
Love rises with the wind: with your twilight and four seasons
I can’t believe that one day my rich generation will be sent by my heartless father to be my assistant!
That’s not the worst part. The most deadly part is my boss.
“She’s at work, she’s hairy. Send her to the front desk. I’m sorry.
I: ?
Shit!
He declared a personal grudge!
01
I’m a rich generation, and I could have been a rich piece of shit, and I’d have been drunk and I’d never be worried.
But the sky is cloudy and the moon is cloudy. Maybe I went too far in the last two years to get my dad worried about my future, so I waved my cards, frozen them all, and dumped them in cold blood to me with an introduction letter that I would take to the company tomorrow.
I waved with a smile, “Damn!” What’s there to introduce yourself to? I’m sorry.
But my old man shakes his head and says, in order to avoid me being a dude, he’s given his old classmates a job at the other company for nothing other than to let me experience a social beating.
That’s my real dad.
All the cells in me are refusing, and it’s useless to be so cute and soaking, to ask my mother for help, and my old man seems to be trying to get me out of the house, threatening me to never unfreeze my card if I don’t report it.
What a heart!
In the end, I had to sneak to the new company with my introduction letter.
I don’t want to compromise, but my dad’s going to cut me off!
The manager of the new company’s personnel department offered me a warm welcome and handed me a card.
Assistant President.
I don’t care if my father doesn’t put me in a position as a financial director.
Is my body for other people?
I called my father to complain with outrage, but he came as a surprise:
“What? I can’t believe I put you in this position. I’m sorry.
♪ ♪ I’ll tell you ♪
What do you mean, Dad?
“I want you to start at the grass-roots level, but I didn’t think he’d go straight to your assistant! You wait, Dad will let him know. I’m sorry.
Dad! Dad! No, no, no.
I quickly stopped his absurdity.
Then, silently, tears were wiped and followed the manager to my post.
Looking at strange environments, remembering my strange father, I’m as sore as a blue plum.
I sat alone at my desk waiting for the boss to come, wait for more than an hour, wait for me to be hungry, so I opened up the pageant!
After half an hour, the delivery phone called and said he was at the door.
I jumped up and headed for the elevator, probably because I was wearing high heels, and for some reason I tripped on my feet and fell on my knees when I arrived at the door of the elevator, because of the guard’s professional work, dragging the floor so smooth, and then I slipped a metre straight forward and stopped right in front of the elevator.
“Ding…”
Unfortunately, when the elevator door was opened, two pairs of shiny shoes were shown in front of my eyes…
02
“Alas! What are you doing? A strange man’s voice surprised to sound.
I look up, and a familiar face comes into my curtains.
I’m fucking scared!
What’s he doing here?
“There is no need for such a gift for the first day of work. I’m sorry.
He looked down at me, and came with a soft line.
I saw a sarcasm in his mouth.
Fuck!
I’m embarrassed. There’s nothing more embarrassing than kneeling in front of my ex-boyfriend.
The men around him helped me get up hard and asked me about my situation.
And I shook my head and turned my eyes upon Fugawa, and he was not seen for years, and the more handsome he was, he faded away from the youth of his students, and now the man in his suit brought to the fore the charm of a mature man, handsome and lustful.
If he wasn’t my ex, I’d probably attack him!
It’s just a shame he is.
Fucheon laughed at me and walked to his office and the men around him looked at my work card and laughed:
“You’re the new assistant. I’m the CEO’s help. Just call me David. I’m sorry.
I smiled and noded, and then again, I remembered that I picked up the phone and the delivery boy was rushing again.
As I turned around to get a delivery downstairs, Fugawa suddenly turned around and looked at me and looked at David’s cold tunnel:
“She’s going to take out some time at work and make sure she’s at the front desk. I’m sorry.
I: ?
Fugawa, are you okay?
Is this the rumor of personal vendetta?
Not only am I confused about this, but Special Aid is looking at me like it’s like, “How did you get him?”
It’s been a long time…
The assistant went up to plead for me and received a warning from Fukawa.
“Do you want to go to the station? I’m sorry.
I don’t know how his 37°C mouth speaks such cold words.
“Why did you demote me? I’m sorry.
I’m angry.
But he’s still the one who needs to be beaten:
“For what? It’s up to me. I’m sorry.
I quit!
I turn my back in outrage and I’m leaving.
“You can quit, but your cost of living will never be. His lazily voice was ringing behind me.
My back was cold, my feet were shrunk back.
How did he know about this?
I sprained my head and looked at him with his arms and smiled.
Boo! This time it was the old boyfriend’s boat.
03
Once again, I went underground with grief.
I clearly felt the joy of the delivery boy when he saw me… I didn’t think there was a stranger in the world who was happy to see me, and the last line of defence was finally broken.
I picked up the delivery in his hand, and his tears didn’t drop.
He panicked, and with a Northeast accent, he was so busy, he said:
Emma! Why are you crying? I might have heard a little loud, but I didn’t mean to rush you. Stop crying! I’m sorry.
I’m shaking my head in tears and I can’t say it.
He got scared and gave me a bag of toilet paper and left in a hurry because the next guest was waiting.
I was worried and told not to cry.
I waved with him, smelling the scent of the delivery and drying my tears.
Well, I’m Rose I can’t cry!
04
I went back to the Department of Personnel to collect the card, and this time the manager of the Department of Personnel didn’t have the enthusiasm to hand me the card with an impatient face:
“I don’t know what you’re up to, but it’s just gone from the CEO’s assistant to the front desk. I’m sorry.
Would he believe that if I had been vengeful by his president?
Look at his obnoxious face, obviously not.
This is just when I got into the company.
There was also a seemingly 20-year-old staff member at the front desk who was very pleased to see me and pulled me down to ask questions.
I looked at her sweet face and felt warm in my heart, and there were good people in this company.
But it lasted only an hour, and I saw that she was a little girl with two faces.
One second I was on fire, and the next second I started working.
The company’s couriers will be stored at our front desk first, and we’ll be in charge of cleaning up.
“Sweat, move this box…”
“Sign and receive the delivery…”
“Take care of this document! I’m sorry.
And We did it in earnest at the beginning, and turned back and found her loathing in the land to drink her tea.
The more you try to get rid of it, the more your breast grows.
I threw all the groceries in front of her, leaned around her, squeezed her chin, staring at her in the face and laughing,
“I’m addicted, right?”
I saw her startled by my reaction, stammering:
I didn’t, I just wanted you to exercise. I’m sorry.
“Miss Ben’s tired. Get it yourself! I sat my ass down and watched her dead.
I didn’t know she was a scary girl, but the next second she stood up and packed things.
And then, a cold sound came from above me:
“Slurping work, pulling half a day’s pay, do you have it? I’m sorry.
Hey! I’m so angry.
I started shooting, and I saw Fucheon’s stinking man:
“Fugawa, why do you call me lazy? You’re not here while you’re working. You’re here on a break. Why don’t you be a detective? I’m sorry.
As soon as I said that, I felt an invisible low-pressure, and he looked at me with a special look, and then I turned my eyes to the lady in front of me.
She’s as if she’s stoned as if she’s not moving.
“Hold on to the boss and take half of the pay.” * His cold voice is ringing again.
“…”
I’ll take the money if you can
I got ass-sitting.
He didn’t mean to pick up and put his arms around him and left.
The next second I get a strange text message:
I forgot to tell you that your future salary will be your full cost of living, save it.
“What? I’m sorry.
Two seconds of my mind, frowning my eyebrow and looking at the stagnating front desk, she took a step back and looked as if it was full: “I know nothing, don’t look at me!”
I’ll call my dad right now. What’s going on? You have a daughter like that?
05
Dad! Didn’t you say I unfrozen my card when I came to cover it? I’m sorry.
After two seconds of silence on the other side of the phone, I heard my father whispering, “No hurry, you’ll grind it for a month. If you do well, your father will give you all the money you want.”
He said to me, heartily, a long line, and finally, he said to me, “Don’t worry, Dad won’t hurt you.”
Again, I can’t rebut it. It’s all tears.
It’s because I spend so much money, and I don’t have a good habit of managing money, and all my money is in my bank, Kari, and now the cards have been frozen, and I believe that there’s only about a thousand.
It’s really become a living hitter.
When I got out of work, I was walking out of the company’s door and I felt the look of my eyes, and I looked around, and the people in the company looked at me from time to time, and they whispered to the people next to me.
I took a look at them and stepped on my heels and went out with my toes.
Just came out, a couple of black SUVs stopped in front of me and honking.
The window came down slowly, and Fugawa, with his sunglasses, made a nice smile, with his long fingers slamming on the edge of the window and smiling at me, saying, “Your father asked me to bring you home. I’m sorry.
“What? “I frowned and looked at him.
“Did you see the question mark on my head? I pointed to my head.
He smiled, and he lifted up his phone and showed me a chat record.
I checked in front of him. It was my dad who talked to him.
The conversation was simple, and my dad invited him to dinner.
And he promised.
I’ll really thank you.
“You’re not coming up?”
I didn’t care to tell him. Who doesn’t have a car?
I picked up the phone and was going to call my driver’s uncle, but he said, “Your father said I’d take you home, so don’t expect the driver to pick you up.” I’m sorry.
He bit the word “way” very hard.
My hand was in the open and the unbelievably unbelievably telephoned, and it was true that the driver’s uncle couldn’t make it, and he took a leave of absence to return home after he had taken me to work this morning.
If he looks at me like he’s got a funny smile on his face.
I don’t believe in evil. I can’t take a cab without a driver.
“It’s 200 for a cab from here to your house. Do you think your economy allows you to be so expensive? I’m sorry.
Get out of here!
I’ve got more eyes around me, and I’ve taken a deep breath in my eyes.
After all, it’s true that I can’t afford to spend more than two hundred car fares.
I pulled the back door and found it locked!
And he looked at me in the shadow of his head: Am I a driver? Sit in front. I’m sorry.
“…”
I’ll put up with it!
I didn’t want to sit on the sidecarriage, he smiled and reminded me to fasten my seatbelt, but it didn’t feel right on my back, so I lifted up the center of the adjuster seat and leaned back.
Pop, I’m all down.
Shit! It’s strung…
The awkward atmosphere was full of the workshop, and I was lying in the chair blinking with my dry eyes on the roof of the car, and then quietly looked at him.
He can’t help but laugh.
Smile!
I refused his help and stood up for myself, with a quiet back-up.
I just put on my seatbelt and I looked at him and laughed.
“Laugh my ass!” Drive. I’m sorry.
The horns of his ups and downs still cannot go on, and the light on his face shows his delicate side and the perfect outline.
And if he had not mocked me, I would not have been stingy at his saliva.
06
On his way to my house, he was focused on the road and had a good jazz in his car, and he seemed in a good mood, and he sang from time to time.
And I was staring all the way out the window.
Nobody talks.
I’m sorry about this weird atmosphere. I’d rather take a cab!
Took more than 40 minutes and finally came to my house.
When my mom and dad were in the yard, they came out to meet us.
I opened the door and came down, and I wanted to give them a love hug, but the two of them passed by me and headed for Fugawa behind me.
“…”
They were very warm and warm to him and then dragged him into the house, completely ignoring my daughter.
It’s like he’s their own son, and I just picked it up…
My parents made a table to welcome him.
Ogawa, these were made by my aunt. Please don’t forget! “My mother sat across from us and greeted Fugawa nicely.
I looked up and looked at her. How could my mother cook a woman with 10 fingers and no hair?
I’ve only had one meal of hers since I was a kid, and she beat me up because I threw up.
And now she says to Fugawa that she made all this fragrance?
Impossible!
I don’t believe my mom made the rest except for the black tofu in the middle.
I was just about to say something and I got the look of my dad’s warning.
I don’t know.
I’m sure it’s a wife-guard.
I turned my head and looked at Fugawa’s face, and he was a good-looking, polite response to my mother, and he put the worst dish in the middle of a chopstick, and put it in the entrance with nodes:
Aunt, I haven’t had such a delicious tofu! I’m sorry.
“…” I looked at him with no words.
My mother’s smile was so close, she gave him more food and some chopsticks.
Even my father looked at him with the tenderness of an iron man.
“Foo, haven’t you been in trouble in my house?” I’m sorry.
He looked over my head and looked at me, and he laughed and shook his head: “No trouble, she was very motivated.” I’m sorry.
I looked at him for nothing: “At the front desk? I’m sorry.
I obviously saw my dad and my mom waking up inside.
I had to look at Fugawa, but he was still acting like he was.
“Foo, did you really let Mu Mu go to the front desk? My dad put down chopsticks and looked at him with his frown.
Is my dad protecting me?
Fukawa politely nods his head and smiles and opens his mouth: “Uncle, I need to explain…”
“Good job!” Didn’t wait for him to finish. My dad was happy to shoot a table.
“What? I’m sorry.
“What? I’m sorry.
We’re looking at each other like my father.
What’s going on?
Why is he so excited?
Isn’t he supposed to be complaining about his poor daughter?
07
“Good reception! It’s a good place to rub her sex, to get in touch with people or things every day, and to open her eyes! I’m sorry.
My dad raised his glass and was about to drink to him.
Fugawa raised his arms and stood up to my father and smiled at him: “Uncle, that’s what I thought!” I’m sorry.
Did they forget I was still around?
I don’t care how I feel!
Whoo! That’s too much!
After three rounds of wine, my father and Fugawa were drunk and were lying on the table together.
My mom and I took a lot of effort to get my dad to his room to rest and came out and stare at Fugawa, who was sleeping on the table.
Just as we had brought Fugawa to our room, a noise came out of the building, scaring my mother to let go of Fukawa’s hand. I’m sorry.
Go upstairs after that.
Leave me in a mess.
I’m groaning: “Don’t be strong if you can’t drink.” Drink so much! Why don’t you let me take care of you? I’m sorry.
All of a sudden, he grabbed my wrist and pulled me to him, and I took a few steps and almost didn’t sit on him.
He hugged me in the arms, rubbing his head, acting like a kitten.
I looked at him with my head down, and I only saw his thin lips light, and his cheek snuck up on two red vertigos because of his drunkenness, and looked handsome and milky.
“I miss you I’m good
He’s mumbling.
My heart started with a tick, and then I couldn’t stop beating.
Is he talking about me?
He’s rubbing his head again, itching to my head.
It was so hard, I pulled my hand off and he was on the verge of falling off the bed!
I’m so scared I’m staring at him.
And it turns out, he’s too heavy, I’m too strong. We fell down together.
His long arms and legs were all on me.
And his face was tight on my side.
The smell of burning alcohol snorting in my ear makes me feel like I’m hot.
I can’t get up, I can’t get up, I can’t get up, I can’t get up, I can’t get up.
“Mom…um…”
Mom’s not finished yet. A warm, soft touch with my lips blocked me.
That kiss took away my thoughts.
It’s good that there’s still reason to support me. Soon, I reacted and tried to push him away.
I ran back to my room and I was standing against the door, covering my heart, and I had to take a few deep breaths.
That was close!
I almost lost it!
Let’s wake you up! Good horses don’t want to turn back.
08
I slept until noon the next weekend.
When I went to the living room with my eyes shut, I found only Fugawa in the living room sitting on the couch and playing with his head down.
I was standing there and I took my step back.
When I saw his face now, I thought of last night, and when I thought of last night, my face was uncontrollably hot.
He seemed to notice me coming out, looking in my direction, staring at me for seconds, and then standing up and walking towards me.
I’m now like a stake that can’t move and watch him come to me.
And the next second, the cold hand touched my forehead, and I haven’t heard it yet.
“No fever! Why are you so red?”
“…”
So I pushed him away, and he looked at him in a state of desolation, and said, “You have a fever.” I’m sorry.
He looked at me like I was in a state of panic, with his eyebrow snuggled, and in his dark eyes he wondered, “Why are you so nervous? I’m sorry.
Just finished, it seemed like I was thinking of something, and then licked the horns and laughed at me.
I was staring at him so badly, I looked away.
“Mom! “I yelled at the second floor, and now it’s up to my mom to save me.
“Don’t yell. Uncle and Auntie went out this morning and left me to tell you. I’m sorry.
“What? A question mark slowly over my head.
I looked him in the eye and then ran back to my room to pick up the phone and call him.
And as Fugawa said, my parents just left me and walked out of nowhere, as if something big went wrong with me, but I couldn’t get an answer.
How can I not think?
The more I hang up the phone, the more I think about it.
I went out and confronted Fugawa, and he said he knew everything about it, and he was acting like he was in the middle of something, shaking his head, saying he didn’t know anything, just saying that my parents were asking him to take care of me.
I couldn’t say anything. I was staring at him.
I need him to take care of me?
“All right, you go. You’re done. I looked at him for nothing and turned to the restaurant.
I looked around and thought my dad had done enough to take the cook away from me.
As soon as I sat down with a piece of bread and a glass of milk, Fugawa sat on my ass, with his hands around him, with a deep smile on his face.
I’d really like to give him a big round for the face of the white devil.
“What are you staring at me for?”
“You won’t let me worry about you, but I’ll write you a check, and you can’t afford it. I’m sorry.
“Hmm? I’m sorry.
What is it?
He’s got his long fingers on his phone, and he’s got his phone on his phone, and he’s gonna give it to me in a few seconds.
Because I can’t drive, it costs hundreds of dollars a day, plus a thousand bucks a day.
And now I have only a thousand dollars in all my savings…
He brainwashed me and gave me two last choices: either live near his company or let him stay.
I don’t want either.
I didn’t say anything. I stood up and walked back to my room and called my girlfriend.
I made a few phone calls that were off and I couldn’t answer.
What’s going on?
How come everyone left me so badly?
Just between me, the door was knocked and the voice of Fucheon was coming out:
“Have you thought about it? I’m sorry.
After weighing the pros and cons, I gnawed.
Forget it, the hero also folds for five.
Listen, there’s no sound outside. I’m going to run over and open the door.
Wait!
09
He’s stuck in his footsteps, stuck around and looked at me.
“Have you thought this through? He’s talking up.
We cleared our throats and turned to him with our backs high, and said with pride, “Since it is difficult for you to take care of it.” I’m sorry.
And he smiled softly, and said, “Do you not have to fend for yourself?” I’m sorry.
He’s serious about me, and I want to hit his heart.
So I bowed to reality, and he had a house near the company, and I moved in with him.
Don’t ask me why I don’t live in my own house, after 40 minutes from his company to my house, and I’m tired of waiting for him to come back.
He brought me to his house, and I looked around, and the whole house was wide and empty, and the design was gray and white, and the living room was clean with nothing, and it didn’t look like life.
He pointed to one of the rooms and told me to move in.
I’ve taken my luggage and opened the door, and I can’t help but see the new blue.
The whole room is my favorite blue tune, with beach paintings on the wall, and very nice and cozy, which is not in line with the cold tone of the whole house.
I was surprised to see him: “Are you prepared for me? I’m sorry.
“You’re thinking too much. This is a children’s room for my nephew. You’re lucky. I’m sorry.
His face was not changed, but his eyes were still lost.
Boom! Dead ducks talk hard.
I was polite to say thank you. He Noded with pride and told me to go to his room.
That’s it. I lived with my ex-boyfriend again three years later.
10
I should have thought it would be difficult to be alone in a room…
That night, I came out of the bathroom after bathing, used to wear no underwear after bathing, and I came out wearing a pyjamas.
When I opened the door and ran into him, I reacted to this…
His eyes moved down an inch as I looked down, and then he moved away from my screaming neutral horse and left me in red ear root, walking back to my room and closing the door.
My heart beats faster, my face burns, my face comes back to my room.
It’s embarrassing! He must have seen it!
I put my head in the pillow.
And at that point, there was a little tip from the phone, and I picked it up, and he was the one who sent the message: _Other Organiser
I’m crazy about the hammer wall. I really don’t want to live!
Eleven.
I’ve been living at Fugawa’s for two days and suddenly I feel so good at working.
It was only a few minutes away from getting to the company to drive to work and Fucheon knocked on my door early in the morning to wake me up and let me walk with him to work.
I didn’t want to get up and open the door, and stare at his smiling face, and let it go.
I’m sure it’s useful to look good, at least not a lot of flesh.
It’s only 7:00!
“Are you okay? It’s only 7:00. I’m sorry.
“It’s 7 o’clock, pack up and eat breakfast.” I’m sorry.
“I don’t!”
I said I had to turn around and close the door, and he pulled me down and grabbed me on my shoulder and turned me to the bathroom at 180 degrees.
I look down at myself in the mirror, and there’s a message from him: “Go wash up, I’ll wait for you!” I’m sorry.
I’m so upset to grab a hair.
When I was done, he took me out of the house with a spring wind and had breakfast in a high-class restaurant, and then we took a slow walk to work, and I had to say that this morning walk made me feel good.
And when he arrived near the door of the company, at 8:50, he looked at me with pride, as if he were saying, “Is it reasonable that I raised you so early?”
I took a look at him, left him standing there while nobody was around, and ran into the company, and I didn’t want anyone to point me in the direction.
When I ran to the front desk, I found out that the lady had been replaced by a woman who looked like a woman, and she came to me, gentle and politely.
I’m confused to walk over and ask what happened.
She turned her eyes and answered me softly, saying that she had been transferred and that she would take me to the front desk.
I was shocked. Did Fugawa send her away for that day?
At that moment, she suddenly changed her face to a professional smile, bending her back and calling to the front: “Good morning, Chief Executive! I’m sorry.
I followed my reputation, and I saw Fucheon walking in with a big star, and this one in a suit looked so strong, and his serious look gave him a cold sense of alienation.
Today’s Fugawa is not the same person that dragged me for a walk this morning.
He didn’t even look at me when he walked by me.
What are you pulling?
After sending him away, the new lady at the front desk introduced herself politely by her name Kelly, and started teaching me what the front desk needed to do.
Her professional attitude and the patience with which she treated visitors made me feel like she was a real talent.
Under her leadership, I really accepted the job, but I also felt that the front desk was not that easy.
Not only would it do some sort of documentation and courier work, but in many cases visitors ‘ appointments and the docking of high-level meetings would need to be prepared from the front desk.
The job appears to be easy and, in fact, tired.
One day, I feel like my leg is breaking.
Finally after work, I was happy to say good-bye to Kelly and suddenly received a message from Fucheon that I would go home with him.
I’ve been tired for a day. How can I wait for him?
He was about to leave and received another message from him: “You will have a big meal tonight.” I’m sorry.
If he says so, what’s wrong with me waiting?
We went to the garden near the company to wait for him.
Ten minutes later, he came.
12
I thought he’d take me to some fancy restaurant for a big meal, but he took me to the supermarket.
I’m…
“Isn’t it a big meal? Why did you bring me to the supermarket? I’m sorry.
I turned my eyes behind him, and he pushed the shopping cart to pick up the food, and he took a potato and looked around, and he answered me slowly:
“Let me make you a big meal tonight.” I’m sorry.
“There are hundreds of ways to kill me, and you don’t have to choose the one that hurts me the most. * I have no mercy on him *
Sure it’s not dark?
“Then wait. I’m sorry.
He looked at me with confidence and then continued to pick out the bad vegetables for tonight.
Back home, I sat on the couch and watched his busy back in the kitchen, and then quietly turned on the delivery software.
Until he brought out two good-looking steaks and a few fragrances.
He really does cook?
He sat across from me laughing, waiting for me to taste it.
I cut a sip of beef in the entrance, and the meat was juicy and delicious and the surprise had to light my eyes.
I can’t help but nod my head.
This moment of light appeared in his eyes as if a child had been rewarded.
As I was about to take another bite, the bell was ringing.
I’m scared.
Fuck! I was afraid he’d make a dark table, so I ordered some takeout.
I just forgot about this…
I just stood up, but he pushed me down with his hand: “Go on, eat, I will open the door.” I’m sorry.
I want to say no, but it’s too late.
He walked over and opened the door, handing over to him the delivery in his hand.
The rest of him went to me with his black face.
I stood up in a hurry and lost my mind.
When his eyes were heavy, he lifted the delivery, and looked down at me, “I worked so hard to make dinner for you, and you did it behind my back?” I’m sorry.
And I said, “No, listen to me. I didn’t do this because we weren’t hungry.” I’m sorry.
He put the delivery on the table with his cold face, and then leaned over and carried the plate in front of me.
“What are you doing?”
“If you hate me, eat. I’m sorry.
He seems to be in a lot of trouble.
I didn’t shake my head, and then I complimented him on his cooking, which was very good, and it took the steak back.
His mouth swooped with a smile, and he shrugged with pride.
“What about this takeout?”
He looked at the two bags next to him and looked at me.
I threw it! I got a lot of nerve back there.
“You’re wasted. I’m sorry.
“What? “Who am I answering this for?”
And although he was averse to his face, it was clear to me that I saw the smiles of his eyes, which were satisfied with my speech, and that he acted as if he were averse.
. . ..is a man who has no intention.
After eating, I suddenly remembered today’s change of reception and looked at him in the face: “Why did you change the reception?” For me?
I’m actually looking forward to his answer.
Who knows when he looks at me, and says, “Come on, she’s not serious, she’s not working hard, and I’ve tried to replace her, and you just happened to be there.” I’m sorry.
I turned a big white eye, and I shouldn’t expect anything from him.
13
I’ve been working at the front desk for a week, but for a short time, it’s obvious that I’ve made progress, not just my feelings, but even Kelly has felt my changes and smiled and said to me:
“Sweat, in a few days, I feel like you’ve come a long way, and now you’ve not only gained more control over your work, but you’ve also become more stable in character. I’m sorry.
I’m embarrassed to laugh and thank her.
In retrospect, there is a lot of patience.
However, much of this credit is due to Kelly’s proselytism.
In the middle of the trip, Kelly left in a few minutes, and there was a man at the front desk who looked like he was in his 50s, walking a little bit, wearing a tight suit, walking to me, banging on the table, staring at me with a bit of an eye.
Where’s Fugawa? I want to see him!”
It’s a lot of alcohol coming up, and I’m frowning.
“Hello, sir, do you have an appointment? I’m sorry.
He looked at me for nothing, and his feet were a little glittering, and his hands were on the table, and his tone suddenly hardened. I’m not talking to you, I’m going to see him now!”
And when he had said it, he walked forward, and I came out and stopped him, and spoke with one another.
He got distracted by me, pushed me away, and I saw the situation and shouted out for security.
Then he turned his head, and he looked at me with red eyes, and he cried, “Bring me security!” I’m sorry.
I retreated, fear took hold of my heart, and I felt like a flood beast at the moment, and the next second I was going to come and eat me.
At this point, a shout came from behind me, and I turned my head, and I saw a couple of security guards coming at me, and the next second they suddenly turned and shouted:
“Look out! I’m sorry.
I didn’t hear it before I heard it. “The sound of a loud sound falls into a gentle embrace.
14
The familiar pine fragrance surrounds my nostrils, my ears in his chest, listening to his strong heartbeat.
Fugawa held me in his arms, and his arms were warm and gave me a great sense of security.
There were loud noises in front, and suddenly, two big hands covered my ears, and I looked up at his chin and looked at him and shouted at them.
But I can’t hear him. I can feel his anger.
A few seconds later, he untied me, put his hands on my shoulder, looked at me with his red eyes, and his voice was a little dumb: “Are you all right? I’m sorry.
I have a blank brain, and I can’t say anything to my throat, but I can’t say anything.
He was relieved and took me in his arms, and his mouth was murmured, “It’s fine, it’s fine. I’m sorry.
“I’m sorry to have to wash…”
The softest part of my heart seems to have been twitched, and immediately followed by an accelerated heartbeat.
He took me directly to the top, and I sat on the couch in his office, looking at the back of his watering for me, in some strange way.
He brought a glass of water into my hand and sat next to me.
I turned around and looked at his dark face and said, “What about your phone?” I’m sorry.
The security guard was in shock because the man suddenly pulled a bottle out of his arms. To me, Fugawa came in time to throw out his cell phone and smash the bottle in half-empty, which is why I am in the hospital now.
And his cell phone has been broken up with a bottle.
He looked at me with his frown, he had feelings I couldn’t understand, and he said, “Let’s get started. You know how dangerous that was? I’m sorry.
I looked down and whispered, “What am I doing? I’m not doing my desk job. I’m sorry.
Besides, you didn’t tell me to do it at the front desk…
I heard him groaning, standing up without a word and staring at the window.
The shadows are so down.
And We looked at his back for a few seconds without knowing it, and then came to him quietly, looking up to him, and he turned his head towards me, and his eyes were red.
He turned around and I stopped.
“You… you cry?”
He turned his back stubbornly and turned away from me, whispering, “Who is crying?” I’m sorry.
The sound is suffocating.
“Are you worried about me? I’m afraid I’ll say it.”
Before I finished, he turned and his eyes were wet and his voices were shaking, and he said, “Do you know how scared I was? What am I gonna do if something happens to you? I’m sorry.
And I couldn’t stand to see him crying, and I woke up, and I cried, “Why are you crying? I can’t help it! I’m sorry.
Then he fell in his arms and they cried.
But we both forgot: how sad it is to cry today, and how funny it will come to mind later.
15
After that day, he reassigned me to work with him.
I actually refused, after all, the CEO’s assistant job is more tired than the front desk, and this time I’m going to have to smile at my aunt when she dropped.
Oh no, Uncle smile.
On that day, he was also present and witnessed what had happened.
He smelled my relationship with Fukawa, but it’s good that he’s professional, he’s gossiping, but he’s got a point.
The day I was working, I got a call from my dad, and I answered the phone and cried, “Dad! Where the hell have you been these days? I can’t get in touch with you! I’m sorry.
I feel like something bad is going to happen.
After a long silence and a silent sigh of silence in my constant pursuit, he informed me of the imminent collapse of the Shuch Group.
It came to me like a thunderbolt, and I couldn’t react.
He told me everything that he and my mother had been planning to leave for a long time, so that they could alleviate the crisis, and yet they entrusted me to Fugawa.
The company and the house have now been shut down, and my dad told me to stay at Fucheon’s, so he and my mom would be more comfortable out there.
I cried and asked them when they would come back, and he gave me an uncertain answer: “When the time is right, we will come back. Don’t worry about me and your mother. We’re fine here, but you must take care of yourself.” I’m sorry.
“My mom and dad are only your daughter, you have to cheer up. I’m sorry.
When the phone hung up and my tears broke my eyes, a soft handkerchief swiped my face, and I turned my head around and saw Fucheon frowning his eyebrows and wiping my tears.
At this moment, he stood before me as if I had relied on it.
“My house…” I find it hard to say at a time.
But he seems to know what I’m going to say.
“I know. I’m sorry.
I took a deep breath and stretched out my hand to wipe out a tear that was about to awaken and turned to look far away.
It’s time I shared it with my dad.
He stood by me quietly.
“Can you help me?” I’m sorry.
This is my first time begging him.
And he leaned upon his thin lips, as if the light was in his eyes, and drew me into his arms, in a gentle way:
“Hmm. I’m sorry.
16
I didn’t ask him to help my family through this crisis, but rather to learn from him how to govern the company.
He left me a very trivial job on his first day, to cultivate my patience.
The next day I was given books to learn theoretical knowledge.
A week later, I started taking me to meet important clients, and I learned his negotiating skills.
Two weeks have passed, and Lutsu has felt my progress and raised his thumb with all his admiration:
“It’s only been two weeks, and you’re almost as good as I am in business. I’m sorry.
And I have now passed the stage of complacency, just modestly responding to him.
And I feel like I’ve made a qualitative leap in the last two weeks, all of which is thanks to Fugawa’s teachings.
I’ve seen a different Fugawa since then, and I’ve done my job with due diligence, working overtime until early morning, and I’ve been staring at his back.
17
I haven’t heard from my parents in over two weeks, and that’s the day Uncle Wang of one of the company’s shareholders came to me and asked me to help, but what can I help?
He looked down on me and said, “Now the company can only survive on you, after all, you’re the only flesh and blood of the chairman. I’m sorry.
Then, after he had left, We asked for the opinion of Fukawa, and he covered his hair, and said, ‘Go, fear not, and I am with you.’ I’m sorry.
His words have given me a great deal of strength, and while we have not broken this line of paper, we have found the same understanding and affection.
With his encouragement and the accumulation of this period, I entered the company alone.
Everyone’s expecting me.
And for two days, with their help, I got the company, and I found out that it wasn’t that bad.
I have come to the company for a few days, under unprecedented pressure and daily busy, which is both physical and mental.
I couldn’t get time to go back to Fugawa’s place, but he came to see me every day, cheered me up, offered me a plan and helped me live.
For example, urge me to eat and to rest.
I’m saying he’s getting more and more sage.
And suddenly he was holding my face and staring at me with two eyes, “So what?” When are you going to marry me? I’m sorry.
Huh?
My brain is like a dead machine, and time is still at this moment.
I was staring at him near his face and swallowing.
“Shame, come together again, okay? I’m sorry.
He had a thirst in his dumb voice.
I don’t know when I nodded my head but saw the light of joy in his eyes and came over to kiss me.
And his lips were warm and soft, like a dry, dry gushing, wiping out from us the day.
18
That’s it. We’re back together again.
The next day, I was busy in my office, and the assistant came in with two extravagant boxes and smiled at me and said, “Su, this is your dress for the party tonight. I’m sorry.
She opened the box in front of me, and the drill on the dress almost blinded me.
I’ll be at this dinner with Fugawa tonight, and this is an opportunity for me to know more of the big guys in this circle.
When I walked out of the company in the afternoon with my make-up dress on my heels, I sensed a million eyes.
I walked out of the company’s door with my head on my head and headed for Fucheon, who had been waiting by the car.
The moment he saw me, he had a glimpse of me, took a few eyes, smiled and touched his chin, and lamented:
“You’re beautiful…”
Oh, he’s so positive about me.
And today he’s also in a silver high suit that highlights his perfect body, and that unchallenged face, and I want to put him down right now.
He helped me get in the car and then came to the party.
It’s not that I’m exaggerating. When we walked in, all our eyes were on us.
I turned my head and looked at him, and his mouth was about to go to the back of his ear.
Looks like you’re in a good mood.
He kept my hands free and brought me to meet several business tycoons.
“Mrs. Shu and Master Fu are so talented! @Girls: I don’t know.
I felt a bit embarrassed, but he was proud.
After a while of chilling, a big man raised his glass and laughed:
“Miss Shu, I drink to you and to the success of the Shu Group! I’m sorry.
I was wrong. What? This is our group’s party?
Why didn’t I know anything?
I looked at Fugawa and he laughed at me.
At that time, the lights were dim, and a beam of light was on the second floor, and all the voices were quieted down, and the moderator announced high on the stage: “Let’s welcome the President of the Schul’s group, who hosted this dinner, to address you! I’m sorry.
My parents came out of the curtain with grace and a thunderbolt.
I stopped.
What the hell is going on?
19
My father had his message, and now my brain is completely blinded, and I can’t hear what he’s saying, except for the last white light that hit me, and I heard the last word, “I declare that from this day on, the Shuch Group will be inherited by my daughter.” I’m sorry.
At this moment, the sound of applause, cheers and cameras clogged my ears, and I grabbed Fugawa’s hand and made him feel warm and warm.
I was taken to the stage by Fugawa in a state of total coercion, and my mother hugged me with tears in my ear: “My poor baby has suffered.” I’m sorry.
I look at my father and I look at him with a smile and I say, “Congratulations on you growing up and being a worthy heir.” I’m sorry.
Then he looked at Fukawa behind me, and said, “Thank you for your time, Fufu.” I’m sorry.
Behind you is a polite reply from Fukawa: “Yes, uncle. I’m sorry.
I was so angry that I had to go backstage, and my parents and Fucheon came after me.
I sat in a chair crying loudly and accused them of “crime.” I’m sorry.
The three of you are crouching around me.
“You can’t do this even for me! Do you know what I’ve been through this month? I’m sorry.
They apologized, and I cried even more, and suddenly I heard my dad say, “Don’t cry, baby! Your mother and I went out and bought you an island…”
My tears stopped right there, and I looked at him wrong.
Island?
He saw me stop crying and smiled and looked at me, and said, “You see, your mother and I spent so much time talking about your favorite heart-shaped island that you would be rewarded. I’m sorry.
I look at a loving mother and father, and at this moment I can’t feel sorry for myself.
Fugawa smiles and wipes tears for me. “Don’t cry, it’ll turn into a flower cat.” I’m sorry.
Well, for the sake of this island, I’ll take it from them.
20
I forgive my father, but I didn’t want to leave him alone, and I went back to his place, and I started packing, and he grabbed my hand and pulled me into his arms, and he said to me, “Baby, I’m still angry.”
I looked at him for nothing, and little fists were hammered in his chest: “Did my parents lie to me for so long and want me to forgive you? I’m sorry.
“But my father-in-law spoke, and I couldn’t refuse.”
This act makes me want to step on him.
“Go away! Who’s your uncle? I’m sorry.
“I was wrong. How can I forgive my baby? I’m sorry.
“What do you think you’re going to give me to cool off?” I’m sorry.
He smiled, licked his mouth and looked at me.
He’s not innocent!
Then he whispered in my ear, and made it seem as though I had given myself to you. I’m sorry.
Wait till I say no, he takes me around and walks into the room, I lie around his neck, and my heart beats with his rolling throats and he beats like crazy…
Extra:
I was invited to the centenary of the university with Fugawa.
We’re holding hands, walking around the campus, watching college kids come and go, and I feel like I’m back in college.
Walking, we came to the lake where we broke up.
It’s easy for people to feel the way things were when they broke up.
I suddenly let go of his hand.
He looked at me surprised and asked me what happened?
“Do you remember how we broke up?” I’m sorry.
We didn’t break up so well.
He shrugged his shoulder, saying, “You and I were too young to be impulsive. I remember when we were in conflict because of a small matter, and you told me I couldn’t bear it, and I took it because of my pride. I’m sorry.
Speaking of which, I’ve mentioned it several times, and for the last time he said yes and soon disappeared in my world. I looked for him for so long that I couldn’t find him.
“Why did you disappear without saying anything? Is it unusual to break up a couple fights? Besides, we had a lot of fights. I’m sorry.
This question has been in my heart for a long time, and even if we were to get back together, I didn’t bring it up, and I couldn’t hold it back.
His eyes were dim and his silence for several minutes seemed to be going through a great struggle.
I took a breath and shot him in the arm:
“It doesn’t matter if you don’t want to say it. I’m sorry.
I turned my head towards a calm lake and his low voice suddenly came from my ear:
“The day after you broke up, something happened at my house. I’m sorry.
I looked at him with surprise.
What happened back then?
He groaned and said that after the day he broke up with me, the news of his grandfather ‘ s death came from his family, but the troubles were not the same. His mother, who had been sick, had been in trouble with the family ‘ s financial chain, all the burdens were on him, and he had to drop out of school to help him.
In the same year, he left the country to care for sick mothers and to revitalize his family.
Good after three years, everything’s fine.
I’ve heard so much about it, why didn’t he tell me anything?
I misunderstood him for so long.
How did he get through it?
I looked up to him, tears blurry my eyes.
“Why didn’t you tell me?”
I choked.
And he carried me in his arms, he slapped me on my back, and comforted me with tenderness:
“It’s my job. Don’t be sad. It’s over. I’m sorry.
“I’m glad I didn’t miss you. I’m sorry.
A warm stream crossed my heart, and I held him in my arms, and I responded gently:
“Me too…”
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Signed: Skinny Peaches
Record number: YX01KzXYYKvwNg70y
Published in 2022-07-11 14:56 Prohibition of Reproduction
There’s still five days left.
Unexplained confession
Love rises with the wind: with your twilight and four seasons
Milk Guy, wait.
x
I don’t know.
Keep your eyes on the road.
