"No, I'm the secretary now."

"ah?"

"Whose secretary?"

"Wei Qingfan."

"Well……"

The expressions of the two school girls were a little weird. Jiang Qinghuai couldn't help but rolled his eyes, "What are you thinking? They have girlfriends who are much prettier than me."

"No no."

"I know that Senior Wei has a girlfriend... have you seen her?"

"I've seen her before. She's a talented girl from Peking University. She's both talented and beautiful."

"I've seen it before, but I was far away and didn't see it clearly... Does it look good?"

"She's prettier than me anyway."

"Hey, I don't believe it."

"Senior, why did you become a secretary?"

"Wei Qingfan needs a secretary. He will be selected from within the company. We happen to be classmates, we know each other very well, and we have interned in the company...so I am honored to be the unlucky guy!"

She pointed a finger at herself, but her smile was as bright as a flower, pure and refined, and there was no hint of being unlucky.

"Where is the unlucky thing? How many people want to be...secretaries will have a good future!"

"Yes, yes."

"Hey, senior, is the secretary's salary the same as before?"

"The internship period is the same. I won't know until I become a full-time employee."

"I heard them say that the salary for classical poetry is so high."

"Well, under normal circumstances, after becoming a regular employee, there are basically more than 10,000."

"so tall?"

"Why else would so many people want to go?"

…

She chatted with the two school girls for a while, then left the cafeteria together after eating, separated in front of the teaching building, walked out of the school gate, and waited for the bus.

She had hesitated about whether to take the initiative to tell her about her transfer to a secretary position, but she quickly figured it out. On the one hand, there was no need to hide it, and on the other hand, she couldn't hide it either.

Ma Teng and Xu Zhixiang must go to work in ancient poetry, as well as other people in the school... Senior Huang Rongquan, who used to be a class assistant, graduated from graduate school this year and seems to be preparing to work as an intern in ancient poetry...

In short, I can't hide it and there's no need to.

He was just a secretary, and his girlfriends knew it, and they even pushed it. What could he feel guilty about?

I go to work, not to be a secretary!

Frank and honest! Pure and innocent!

What's there to hide?

With this thought in mind, she got on the bus and looked at the mobile phones used by the passengers on the bus. She could not help but be a little disappointed when she saw no Guci mobile phones, or even only a Samsung smartphone.

This is Beijing, and there are so few smartphones...

Jiang Qinghuai pursed his lips, thinking of the low-end smartphone proposal yesterday, and felt that it was still necessary... Although he was just a secretary, Wei Qingfan had always been open-minded and could share his observations with him.

…

Of course, you need to observe more and don’t make a rash decision...

Taking the secretary's internship salary and worrying about the company's great future, she soon arrived in Zhongguancun, got off the car and came to the company.

Wei Qingfan didn't arrive, so she was studying and preparing in the office. When she was about to go to work, she finally heard vague movement outside, so she turned her head and looked outside.

Sure enough, Wei Qingfan came.

"Morning!"

Her office door was not closed, and Wei Qingfan saw that she had arrived and greeted her with a smile at the door.

"Morning~"

Jiang Qinghuai was in a happier mood and said hello sweetly. Then he looked at him, tilted his head slightly, and asked in a low voice: "Mr. Wei, did you not sleep last night?"

Wei Qingfan paused for a second, seemingly confused, and seemed to have no idea how to answer.
Chapter completed!