On my first day of employment, I was labeled with three labels: intern, stupid beauty, and... The CEO's rumored girlfriend. I accepted the first two. After all, the coffee cup I broke can circle the company, and the PPT color matching I made is comparable to the world's unsolved mysteries. But for the last one, I really appreciate it. The reason was that the CEO, Lu Bingjun, the legendary living king of hell who was not close to women, praised me by name at the annual meeting. The original words are: "Colleagues from Ningxia have great potential, and they are becoming more and more proficient in serving tea and water." The whole company: "!!! It's time!" Me: "?" Boss, are you okay? From then on, my career style changed drastically. Project team leader A: "Xiao Ning, please take a look at this S-level project planning document and give us your comments." (Please, put in a good word for us in front of the president!) Opposite company B: "Ms. Ning, our boss wants to treat you to a meal and talk about cooperation." (Just blow the wind on your pillow, and you'll get the contract!) Even the aunt in the cafeteria gave me two extra pieces of braised pork when preparing my meal: "Xiao Ning, eat more and tie the president's heart. The whole company's year-end bonus depends on you!" I, a real-connected householder who just wants to hang around and wait to inherit the family business, feel like crying. My dad, who is the chairman of this company, sent me a congratulatory message: [Well done, my daughter, keep up the good work and try to win over Lu Bingjun as soon as possible, so that our company can join forces and take it to the next level! ] Me: ... I just want to go to class, and I don't want to bring my boss into the class too! Until one day, Lu Bingjun blocked me in the tea room. The cold and noble man's eyes were red, and there was a hint of grievance in his voice:
