I Really Don't Want to Be the Protagonist

It's okay, it's not a big problem, I just met a small supporting role, nothing happened, so I don't have to be so suspicious.

Now I am driving, although my driving skills are already comparable to professional racing drivers, but I still have to concentrate when driving.

There are thousands of roads, safety first.

Irregular driving, tears of loved ones.

This is the principle.

Eighteen minutes later.

Shi Qinghai handed over the car keys to the security guard at the gate, looked in the mirror himself, and then walked into the building alone.

"Hello, President."

"Hello, President."

"Good afternoon, President."

All the way in, all the staff bowed their heads after seeing Shi Qinghai, and greeted Shi Qinghai respectfully.

When Shi Qinghai took the elevator on the forty-sixth floor, there was no one there.

No one dared to take the same elevator as Shi Qinghai.

It was as if Shi Qinghai possessed a certain aura that made people dare not approach him.

Is this the legendary aura?

Shi Qinghai had no expression on his face, but he was thinking in a daze.

When we arrived at the office, the little secretary was already waiting by the side. Seeing Shi Qinghai coming in, the little secretary got up quickly, flipped through the documents on the table, and said softly:

"President, this is the latest summary report of the HR department; the marketing department's fluctuation curve for this quarter has been integrated; the finance department is in deficit this month, but the Pareto index is the best, and the purchase form is sent to your computer; Jin The integration of the latest phase of the contract process of the He Group has been completed..."

Seeing Shi Qinghai frowned, the little secretary quickly changed his words: "All the documents are here, please look over them, President."

"Well, make me a cup of tea first." Shi Qinghai picked up a document and said.

"Okay, please wait a moment, President."

The little secretary responded, and her uneven body left Shi Qinghai's side, walked to the tea table next to her, opened the freezer, washed and brewed the tea, and handed it to Shi Qinghai.

When she bent over and straightened her Achilles tendon, the off-white OL outfit on her body also became tense with her body movements, making her look particularly sexy.

It turns out that the little secretary is also so good-looking.

Office の temptation?

Shi Qinghai couldn't help but take a second look.

If he hadn't scored twice, maybe he really had some ideas.

Shi Qinghai changed his sitting position and pressed his gun for a while.

"President, your tea." The little secretary gently put the tea in front of Shi Qinghai, and said, "Is there anything else you can ask me to do?"

Shi Qinghai took a sip of tea, tilted his head slightly, and said softly: "Help me press my head, I drank too much wine last night, and my head hurts."

"Hmm...Okay." The little secretary gave Shi Qinghai a surprised look, hesitantly, but finally bit her tender lips, and walked behind Shi Qinghai, put her slender fingers on Shi Qinghai's head, gently massaging.

In the past, Shi Qinghai would never make such a request to her.

Not to mention a massage, not even a little physical contact!

The only contact between them is the company's business discussions and Shi Qinghai's frequent orders.

"Press that side of the neck for a while, too."

"Be stronger, and be stronger." Shi Qinghai ordered as a matter of course.

"OK…"

"Press your shoulders for a while, too."

"Hit your back again."

"Okay, President." The little secretary's face was flushed, and she squeezed Shi Qinghai's shoulders seriously.

"That's right, Xiao Ran, you are good at massaging, and it's quite comfortable." Shi Qinghai squinted his eyes, only feeling that there was no discomfort anywhere on his body.

Hey hey hey.

Hearing the president's praise, the little secretary pursed her lips, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, and her eyes narrowed like crescent moons.

"Thank you President."

"Um……"

After a while.

"Xiao Ran, I need to discuss something with you."

"President, tell me." The little secretary's fingers were already sore, but she still didn't dare to relax for a moment.

"From now on, you can wear black stockings to work."

"Uh...huh?" The little secretary was startled, and her tone was raised a bit.