"..."

"Would you like to give it a try? I've never done anything so exciting... Although I know the secretary can't see or hear anything in front. But for me... If I don't do it now, I might regret it later."

"..."

"Hmm... never mind. It will look weird if I walk later."

"After get off work... is it okay to shiver in the car? You haven't experienced it with them before, right? I want to go first..."

"..."

Su Ming's hand was still on her thigh. She felt excited or nervous. She did glance at the front panel unconsciously. Her cheeks were slightly red.

So, she's really accepting it?

And it's not just an ordinary acceptance, it's a complete and profound acceptance.

It's normal to have a 1/3 conscienceache, I'm used to it. Putting this aside, is she really not hiding anything?

"Yao, you are really a good woman."

"You just found out now?"

"And the best wife in sickness."

"Of course~"

"I love you."

"Tsk, you didn't say what you like specifically. I'm already immune to these ordinary love words~ What should I do? Don't you want to consider saying something more touching?"

"The fleshy thighs with black stockings feel great."

"Ah! No, don't touch that..."

"..."

"Don't even press the call button! I'm going to get mad!"

"..."

Seeing her cheeks turn completely red, the base of her legs gradually became a little hot.

Am I overthinking it?

Yao, maybe she is not as troublesome as expected. She is such a generous wife.

All I need to consider is how to maintain them... no, how to care for them. And how to make their lives better and become a man who is more reliable.

Chapter 185 Then Please Never Forget Me for the Rest of Your Life

4 month 7 day.

Good morning, 9:51.

As we approached the company, I no longer held Mr. Su Ming's arm.

It’s not that I want to continue hiding the relationship, there’s no need for that.

"I have already discussed with the other party what happened in front of the company a few days ago."

"We have reconciled."

"There were a few days when I wasn't in a very good mood, but now I'm fully recovered."

"Everyone should do what they are supposed to do. If you need to report to me, just report it. I will be in the office all day today."

"..."

Is it difficult to have a frank attitude?

Not difficult.

I could see Mr. Su Ming in the crowd, watching me.

How much does it matter whether I am cured or not, and whether I can do better? I don’t know. I just want to do something practical right now.

"..."

The employees seemed unsure of what emotion I had in mind when speaking after not seeing me for a while, and they all remained silent.

"Okay, let me take the roll call after a long absence."

It doesn't matter.

There is a natural gap between superiors and subordinates. That is a fixed difference brought about by class differences and cannot be eliminated.

It is unrealistic to expect to be a dignified leader and be friends with your subordinates at the same time.

after all……

Mr. Su Ming is not an employee. No matter how outstanding or hard-working other employees are, they can never become Mr. Su Ming.

4 month 7 day.

It's around 10am.

I didn't find much to do, but it was easy to find once I got serious about computers again.

The work that was always piling up was now handled in an orderly manner.

I opened the purchasing plan.

Actual expenditure was half of the estimated expenditure.

Open the EPS management system.

Look at the contract.

There is nothing I need to worry about. At least they are all signed for 3 years, and the price is absolutely the lowest in history.

This gives me a lot more liquid capital, which I can even use to experiment with risky new categories.

There are some more software on the computer.

That's something Mr. Su Ming said could save me a lot of effort. The meeting content that used to take me dozens of minutes to write can now be finished in just one minute with this.

I know this stuff exists and I've used it, but it's not very good. I don't think it has any spiritual power.

But now the software on computers cannot be searched on the Internet, it is more like a customized version.

What I write...has my style.

There is no work that can keep me busy. To be honest, the company has developed better during my absence. Whether I come today or not, the company is still on the right track.

"Boss An."

I waited aimlessly until 11 o'clock when the office finally welcomed its first guest.

"You may have been too tired and encountered such a thing, which is why you suddenly fell ill."

"..."

"I heard you like coffee?"

"These are the coffee beans my son sent from Brazil. Look..."

"..."

The attitude is completely different from before.

He was extremely respectful to me, even fawning on me. He had previously stood on the side of the largest shareholder other than me, and always abstained from voting.

This is also the influence brought by Mr. Su Ming.

Compared to all the new policies that I racked my brains to redistribute benefits... this really has an immediate effect.

4 month 7 day.

noon.

There are a lot of people in the staff canteen. Since I personally took charge of improving the food, more than 80% of people choose to eat in the company.

By this time, the topic about me has probably fermented to a certain extent.

"Mr. An..."

"Does Mr. An like Cantonese food?"

"..."

Gradually, the employees who used to always greet me became active again.

I responded with a professional smile, searching the crowd with my eyes.

Soon, I found the person I was looking for.

It is indeed bad to cut in line.

But if they are willing to give me a seat, why should I refuse? Time is precious.

But I'm not going to go right to the front of the window. I'm just going to cut in line behind someone.

"I'd like one potato pancake."

"I'd like some fish-flavored eggplant, too..."

“And fried oysters.”

"..."

Is it enough to eat so little and exercise so much every day?

"What would Mr. An like to eat?"

It's my turn. The aunt at the window spoke in a very friendly tone.

"One serving of pork liver."

"..."

Pork liver can produce blood.

What else should he eat?

No kidneys. Okay, let's have another ordinary appetizer of pickled radish.

4 month 7 day.

lunch break.

I followed Mr. Su Ming to the supervisor's office.

His office is a little bit inferior to mine. It only has a leather sofa, a chair, and a filing cabinet. He eats at his desk.

"Don't you have any food yourself?"

"I don't want any meat."

"Then why did you order meat?"

"You eat it."

"..."

"On the one hand, I think my husband has been staying up late lately, so it's better for him to eat more blood-building food. On the other hand..."

I paused, "Watching you eat the food I ordered is half the joy of watching you eat the food I cooked. This is also a way for you to take care of me."

“It’s a good order, don’t order it next time.”

"I'm also planning to buy some kidney tablets or wolfberries or something."

"You want to eat?"

"Of course you eat it."

"I think you're weaker."

"Impossible. I don't even have to move, how could I be weak?"

"..."

I had dinner. I didn't wash the dishes. I'll wash them later when I have time.

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