Chapter 957 I Dressed as a Boss 8
"Assistant Song? Why didn't you speak? The way I looked at you just now really wanted to know all of this, and I was also very curious. Aren't you just curious about who is that person I like? Then you should be generous. Fang asked the question."

Assistant Song really wanted to cry without tears. He felt that not only would he lose his job, but he might also be severely punished, so that he would no longer have the ability to survive. After all, what his president said Words can really block the retreat of countless people.

But I really just want to gossip, I really don’t want to say anything else, although it is right to want to gossip, but I really dare not ask, but even so, I still did something wrong ?

Woohoo, why is it so hard for me, am I dying?
Assistant Song didn't know what Jiu Xuan was thinking in his heart, and he was constantly speculating now, but after speculating for a long time, he couldn't figure out what the president was thinking.

It's not that Assistant Song didn't think of several possibilities, but the few possibilities that he thought of were all pushed down by him when they first emerged. He felt that the president would definitely not think of those ordinary people like ordinary people like himself. things.

The president is really everyone's god, and he is so good-looking, and he is so loyal to his feelings, so how could he have such thoughts as himself?

But if he didn't think like that, what should he say?If he just stepped on the president's reverse scale, wouldn't he be killed immediately?

Hey, what should I do with this?Who will save me?
Assistant Song kept crying for help in his heart, but no one could save him, and no one could help him solve these incomprehensible things.

Because Jiuxuan is a person of high status that no one dares to approach, nor dare to approach, let alone make decisions for him.

"That, that... President, you really misunderstood. I didn't want to ask anything, but I was a little curious, and I'm not so curious now..."

Jiuxuan raised his eyebrows. Although this expression was very small, in the eyes of Assistant Song, it seemed that he was planning to kill.

"President! The conscience of heaven and earth, the sun and the moon can learn from each other. I am absolutely loyal to you. I have never done anything to be sorry for you or the company. I have always been very serious about my work, but please don't give me up. Abolish it!"

Jiu Xuan: "..."

I didn't say anything, I just raised my eyebrows, because I was just a little curious, you can say something, I didn't expect you to start begging for mercy, could it be that I'm really that scary?

Jiu Xuan said helplessly: "I'm scary?"

Assistant Song shook his head again and again in fright: "No, no, no, President, you are not scary at all. You are a god in the sky and the king of this earth. No one thinks you are scary!"

Jiuxuan also didn't want to tease his assistant good night all the time, because it was quite boring, and Jiuxuan didn't have any special hobbies that he likes to see others are scared or sad, so his mood gets better.

Jiuxuan is really a very normal person, and his thoughts are not much different from normal people, except that he may be a normal person in terms of feelings.

(End of this chapter)

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