Gossip King

After two busy days, I will go to France the next day.

After nine o'clock, Gao Leng was still busy in the office. It was not that simple to dismiss several important meetings. Some follow-up work must be done well. It was getting late, and Yang Guanguan was still working in his office. The boss didn't get off work, so naturally her secretary could not get off work.

Two new girls in the secretary department, a young man, are also working overtime with them.

"You guys get off work first." A simple voice came from the door. Secretary General Jian Xiaodan made a speech. The others hesitated and nodded quickly to pack their things and leave. As soon as they came out of the office door, they just came here. The two secretaries breathed a sigh of relief.

"Oh my God, Mr. Gao is really a workaholic. He won't have to work overtime every day, right?"

"He's so handsome, I don't have a boyfriend anyway, and it's fine to work overtime every day."

The two new female secretaries were chatting. Although they were tired, everyone knew that being able to go to the secretarial department of the Starlight Group was one in a million. This kind of position was hard to find, and hard work was king.

"It's not like this every day." Yang Guanguan is now a senior, and she softly relieved: "Zong Gao often travels outside. Our work is actually very easy. Mr. Jian is really a workaholic. I have been here for so long. I’ve never seen President Jane get off work on time."

After speaking, several people turned their heads and looked at Jian Xiaodan, only to see her walking towards the cold office with a big bag in her hand.

"The relationship between Mr. Jian and Mr. Gao is really good." A secretary said enviously, and several people entered the elevator together.

"Of course, the relationship between the right hand and the right arm is the person Gao trusts the most." Yang Guanguan expressed envy in his words, and she sighed: "I don't have the ability of Manager Jian, she is the height I can never reach. "

Yang Guanguan felt that Jian Xiaodan was a height she could never reach, while Jian Xiaodan felt that Su Su was a height she could never reach.

A mountain is higher than a mountain, and Jian Xiao, who has also been so busy now, walks to the sofa in the office, carrying the packaged food in his hand: "Have some supper. Uncle Zhao just brought it up."

After Gao Leng’s housekeeper, Zhao Zhi, got up in the Gao family, he did bring a lot of convenience to Gao Leng’s life. As long as he saw Gao Leng or Jian Xiaoshan did not go home on time, he would definitely ask his wife to prepare supper, and then personally send over. As time goes by, people have gotten closer.

Now Gao Leng they call him Bo Zhao and his wife Zhao Ma.

The hotel next door is a very luxurious hotel. Their family provides food for guests until 12 o’clock in the evening. As long as you have money, they will do it in the kitchen. In the past, the high cold was called the hotel, but Zhao Bo always said that it was done outside. He definitely didn't have a clean house, he always took the subway through most of the imperial capital to send supper.

After opening the thermal insulation pod, there are six stacked lunch boxes. Uncle Zhao probably bought the largest thermal insulation bucket in the supermarket. The weight is enough.

There are small porridge, side dishes, and a good soup, plus a few small buns and dumplings made by yourself. There are many varieties and complete nutrition. Uncle Zhao and the others have no children. This is to treat Gao Leng as his own son.

"It's good to have some porridge in the evening." Xiao Shan picked up a bowl and ate a bite and sighed: "I feel a little at home since Uncle Zhao came to your house, you know? When I was in high school Once we went to live with a classmate’s house. In the third year of high school, we read a book and saw that it was over ten o’clock. Her mother cooked her a bowl of noodles and lay two eggs, and cooked it for me. I ate with tears at the time. I was too envious. There are relatives who cook for you. I really envy you."

When Xiao Shan said it, there was no ripple in his tone, as if he was telling someone else's story, and Gao Cooling felt bitter to this bystander, but it was the mother who gave her daughter a bowl of noodles at night, but Jian Xiao Shan was envious of it.

"Did you not live with foster parents when you were in high school?" Gao Leng asked.

"No, I live by myself at a very young age." Xiao said coldly: "I live by myself in elementary school."

"Your adoptive parents didn't take you with you?"

"After they adopted me, I became pregnant with an IVF, and I came out and lived by myself." Jian Xiaodan said lightly and shook his head: "It's all over, nothing to talk about, not everyone There will be a home."

Obviously, Jian Xiaoshan is not willing to talk deeply.

Gao Leng didn’t force it. This was Jian Xiaodan’s own business. She didn’t want to say that she didn’t ask, but she always felt a little bored in her heart. Gao Leng always felt that he was dependent on his relationship with Jian Xiaodan. Should be able to talk, he should be a simple person who can be trusted.

But Jian Xiaoshan was reluctant to talk about this topic with Gao Lengshen.

It seems that she will always have an area that Gao Leng cannot enter, which makes Gao Leng a little frustrated.

"You want to have a home, just to be a home." Gao Leng put down his chopsticks and looked at Jian Xiaodan. The more Jian Xiaodan has an area he cannot enter, the more Gao Leng feels distressed. He knows that the piece belongs to Jian Xiao. The area of ​​single childhood should be her most painful place.

"It's hard for me to get married." Jian Xiaodan smiled bitterly and shook his head: "I am not Xiao Leng."

As soon as this sentence came out, her expression was a little nervous.

She is not Xiao Leng, only Xiao Leng can make a family with Gao Leng, and she inadvertently said to Gao Leng's affectionate Xiao Dan.

"Huh?" Gao Leng was a little surprised when talking about Xiao Leng.

"I...I mean..." Jian Xiaodan quickly settled his mind: "I don't rely on a man as easily as Xiao Leng, and I should never rely on another person like her."

Although these words are for fear that Gao Leng will find her love in a hurry, it is also a simple word from the heart. She really cannot rely on someone like Xiao Leng, who has unconditional trust and dependence on Gao Leng. .

The high cold is here, the sky is here, this is Mu Xiao Leng.

Even though Mu Xiao Leng experienced the arrest of his parents and the humiliation abroad, all of this is closely related to Gao Leng’s report of the carrion case, but Mu Xiao Leng still has love and no doubt about Gao Leng, from body to soul. In love with this man, his eyes are so pure, as if he has not been hurt, as pure as a child.

It seems that any dirt in this world, anything that can hurt, will not stay on Mu Xiaolen's body for half a minute.

Pure and simple, Gao Leng loves Mu Xiao Leng the most, and this is also a place that Jian Xiao Shan will never be able to do.

Abandoned Jian Xiaodan is left with the aftereffects of abandonment. It takes a long time for her to trust someone;

Jian Xiaodan, who has been subjected to the human affection and the world, also has the sequelae of the world. Her eyes are far from being pure and cold, revealing the sharpness that can not be blocked and the sharpness of self-protection;

I can only rely on my own simple sheet to experience the sequelae of asking for help but not being rescued, even if she is now the general manager of Dangdang Xingsheng Magazine and the Secretary General of the Star Group Gao. He is known as the most trusted partner of Mr. Gao.

The future is boundless.

But even today's Jian Xiao single, wearing international big-name clothes, holding meetings confidently, and organizing the company, still has an inferiority complex deep in her heart.

I can't keep up with Gao Leng's footsteps...

This is a thought that often arises in her. The years when she was not paid attention to in childhood made her rely on herself in everything and never ask for help.

The painful years of the past have left deep marks on Jian Xiaodan's body. Such marks have penetrated into his bones and will never disappear.

Therefore, even if Jian Xiaodan is full of affection for Gao Leng, even if she trusts Gao Leng so much, she still can't tell the man in front of her about her tragic childhood, and can't rush into the other's arms and cry like Xiao Leng.

She was right, she would never be Mu Xiao Leng, she would never be the pure and simple girl Gao Leng liked.

Simple is complicated, and she has been complicated since the day she was abandoned.

She lowered her head, sighed quietly, and then looked at Gao Leng with a crooked smile: "I'm finished, I'll go ahead."

Except for work that allows Jian Xiaoshan to find herself, nothing else seems to be able to make her feel safe in her heart. It is Mu Xiaolian who feels safe with love, not Jian Xiaoshan.

Even though she is smiling at this time, she has sadness in her heart. She needs to go to work to make herself feel safe.

"Go home early today, and the plane will fly to France tomorrow night at 8 or 9 o'clock." Gao Leng said, Jian Xiaodan stood up and nodded to the door, opened the door and heard Gao Leng's mobile phone ring.

"Hey, Xiao Leng." Jian Xiaoshan turned around and pulled the door to the room. She stopped and looked at Gao Leng through the gap in the door. He was holding the phone and showing a very warm smile. He said on the phone: "Do you miss me? I miss you too. I will go to France tomorrow. What do you like?"

I can't hear Mu Xiaolen's voice, but I can imagine and want Xiao Leng's cheering and coquettish little milk voice.

Acting like a baby, this is something that Jian Xiaodan doesn't know, at least she has never acted like a baby before. Every time Xiao Leng and Gao Leng act like a baby, Gao Leng will show a petting expression, just like this time.

"Really happy." Jian Xiaodan smiled slightly, lowered her eyes with low self-esteem, and gently closed the door. She walked on the empty floor, the sound of high heels was also a little lonely, but a few steps lonely sounded. The footsteps became decisive again.

"It's going to fly tomorrow night, and there are so many things left to be dealt with." Jian Xiaodan stretched out his hand and stroked his hair, pressed the elevator, his face showed a professional expression again.

Putting into work can make her feel safe.

Just like when she was in elementary school, when she devoted herself to studying, she would forget that she was in the cold winter, and her cotton shoes had been opened, and the frostbite on her feet was bleeding out. Only when she devoted herself to studying, she Will forget these.

Forget about being cold, about being hungry, about being afraid of bullying by the fat son next door, about being laughed at by classmates, and forgetting everything.

At eight or nine in the evening the next day, Jian Xiaoshan didn’t have half a minute to work. He accompanied a few assistants and a five-person reporting team, following Gao Leng mightily, and embarking on a plane to France. Although Gao Leng said that she didn't need to work this time, and the reports were handed over to others, how could it be possible that Xiao Shan didn't work?

Xiao Shan can't be free.

"France, we are here." Jian Xiaodan said secretly, looking at the vast blue sky and then at Gao Leng who was resting on the side, excited in his heart.

Um... us. Jian Xiaodan thought, pursed his lips, and took a peek at Gao Leng.