Ye Lin seems to be carved out of ice.
His face is expressionless, his words are cherished like gold, and his eyes are always light.
The first time Xu Zhiyi met him was at the door of the company's bathroom.
He said expressionlessly: "The surveillance camera saw you squatting for twenty-five minutes."
She gave him three labels in her mind: cold-blooded, perverted, and good-looking.
Later, she discovered that this cold-blooded director would secretly approve reimbursement statements for her.
He would "just happen to" pass by when she was working overtime and leave two cups of coffee.
When she was talking to her male colleagues, she would stand three meters away with a blank expression and watch her.
And it was the first time she saw him smile——
No, he wasn't even smiling.
Just the corner of his mouth moved.
At that moment Xu Xiaoxiao thought: It's over.
She seems to have fallen into trouble.
"He never did this to anyone."
"You're the first."
A story about a cold-faced director and a funny female clerk.
How cold it is on the surface, how hot it is inside.
Concept: Coldness is armor, not nature; heartbeat is instinct and cannot be disguised.