Song Wenyue is a monster. He looks very good-looking when he smiles. In fact, he is very good-looking in the first place. His cold face does not make him angry or intimidating, and his smile makes people feel refreshed.
He is the company's youngest and most outstanding middle manager.
He once dominated the international market. He could always get customers that others couldn't handle, and he could make huge and beautiful results in areas where others had failed. He grew several international offices into highly successful subsidiaries.
He is also the lover of countless female colleagues.
Every time that slender figure appears in the corridor, there are always ambiguous eyes lingering on him.
Unfortunately, the man in this dream has always been very secretive about his love life.
What's even more unfortunate is that Jibei is one of the countless people who have dreamed of being a boudoir.
If there is anything more unfortunate than this, Ji Bei is his subordinate. Still a nasty subordinate
Ji Bei can be his sword, his sword, playing dirty tricks for him and other departments, inquiring about information, assisting at the negotiation table, and beating the drum.
From the north and south of the motherland during the epidemic to the war-torn and turbulent third world countries overseas, she followed his footsteps.
As long as he needs it, she will always answer him humbly and politely: Okay, Mr. Song.
Like AI, respond to requests, professional and without emotion
It's just that Song Wenyue didn't expect that the AI would one day become overheated and shut down, and he would leave his world sadly and lonely.
One day Ji Bei would grab his collar with red eyes and ask aggrievedly: Song Wenyue, do you really not remember anything more than ten years ago?
She burst into tears and shouted hoarsely: Don't you feel the temperature when you are close to the fire?
Philosophy: A sinister and evil elite male boss