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    Only talented people can work at WAWA, and soon rumors about the relationship between Song Qiyan and Qiao Qiao began to spread.

    “Did we really break up? No way. Although she was transferred to the secretary’s office, I don’t think Mr. Song deliberately ignored her.”

    “Why hasn’t it changed? She used to take Mr. Song’s car to get off work. Recently, she has been seen by several colleagues walking into the company, right after the incident with ‘Deadwood Spring’.”

    “Did you have a fight?”

    “It’s been a week. No matter how bad the quarrel is, it’s time to make up.”

    “…”

    Regardless of what others think, Qiao Qiao began to study seriously to be an intern secretary.

    Fortunately, Song Qiyan’s secretaries were all personally selected by him and did not go through the normal recruitment process, otherwise it would have been difficult for her to get in with her little resume.

    In the first few days at work, everyone was polite to her and basically refused to let her do anything. After a while, rumors spread in the company, and after witnessing Song Qiyan turning a blind eye to her several times, the secretaries gradually looked at her differently.

    Finally, someone secretly whispered: “You and Mr. Song…”

    Qiao Qiao came up with the excuse that he had already thought of: “We separated because our personalities are not suitable.”

    “Ah?” Everyone in the secretary’s office pricked up their ears, “I think Mr. Song must be someone who dotes on his girlfriend very much. Why is there such a mismatch in personality?”

    “Who broke up first?”

    “Nonsense, it must be Mr. Song. How can anyone say breakup to that face?”

    Qiao Qiao secretly recalled the feeling of breaking up with Song Qiyanti, and it was really true.

    “But, why are you still allowed to come to the secretary’s office after we broke up? Could it be that Mr. Song still has his old feelings for you?”

    “This is what I asked for.” Qiao Qiao replied calmly, “After all, WAWA is very famous. After this internship experience, your resume will look better.”

    She tactfully performed Tai Chi with the melon-eaters, her mouth tightly closed like a clam shell. Seeing that they couldn’t find out more details, they could only disperse in disappointment.

    After that day, the rumors disappeared because everyone knew that she and Song Qiyan were separated.

    Soon, the interpersonal relationships around Qiao Qiao underwent subtle changes.

    “Qiao Qiao, can you bring me a cup of milk tea?”

    “Okay, I’ll go downstairs right now.”

    “Qiao Qiao, this document is for you to print, as soon as possible, it will be used soon.”

    “No problem.”

    “By the way, I have a date tonight and I have to leave early. These documents haven’t been sorted out yet. Could you please—”

    “Okay, put it here.”

    At 7 o’clock in the evening, even those who worked overtime went back, but Qiao Qiao was still working hard in the secretary’s office.

    She felt her eyes were a little dry, so she put on two drops of eye drops. She looked at the manuscript at hand and found that she would have to stay up until twelve o’clock tonight.

    But this is how we can grow.

    She was ready to start the next round of work without complaint when the door was suddenly opened.

    Song Qiyan stood at the door with a bad look on his face: “Why aren’t you getting off work yet?”

    Qiao Qiao: “Eh?”

    “When do you get off work? I’ve been waiting for two hours.”

    Qiao Qiao quickly made a gesture of silence and looked around guiltily: “You shouldn’t talk to me, you’re still in the company…”

    Song Qiyan: “Go to class.”

    Qiao Qiao: “But I haven’t finished my work…”

    The man came over impatiently, picked up the things on her table and rummaged through them. The more he rummaged, the worse his face became: “This is not what you should do.”

    “It’s just a little effort…”

    “There is no such thing as a simple effort.” Song Qiyan raised his eyebrows, “People are very good at pushing their limits. If you don’t draw clear boundaries, all these chores will fall on you in the future.”

    “Yes, I know.” Qiao Qiao smiled sheepishly, “But someone has to do the chores. If I do it, they will have time to do more important things, and you can relax a little bit.”

    Song Qiyan didn’t speak for a while.

    Qiao Qiao thought he was angry, so he stood up tremblingly: “Then…I’ll get off work now, and I’ll finish it tomorrow.”

    “Forget it.” Song Qiyan sighed slightly, pulled out the chair next to him and sat down, “I’ll help you, the two of you can do it faster.”

    “Huh???”

    Song Qiyan loosened his tie, picked up a pile of documents, and said, “Quick decision.”

    With the help of the big boss, it will be easier to deal with the situation with twice the result with half the effort, as if God could help.But Qiao Qiao felt that letting him do this was like using an anti-aircraft gun to kill mosquitoes, which was a huge waste of resources…

    If the secretaries knew that half of tonight’s forms were made by Mr. Song himself, they would probably go crazy…

    The next day.

    “I’m sorry. I worked hard for you yesterday. This is a snack specially brought for you.”

    Qiao Qiao took the paper bag: “Thank you.”

    “We should thank you. It feels a lot easier after you come.”

    The director came over and said, “I’ve read the form and it’s very good. Have you really never done similar work before?”

    Qiao Qiao coughed lightly: “I asked a friend for advice.”

    “That’s it.”

    “Ah!” Someone pointed to a certain part of the form and exclaimed, “This seems to be Mr. Song’s handwriting!”

    Everyone cheered and gathered around to take a look. It turned out that there was something wrong with the printer when this picture was printed. Two or three words were not printed clearly, and someone nearby added them with a black pen.

    The problem is…it was indeed Song Qiyan who added the word.

    “Really, it seems!”

    “It doesn’t look like it. It was written by him, right? I often see Mr. Song’s handwriting, and I can recognize it!”

    “The writing is so beautiful, Mr. Song must be right.”

    Five or six pairs of eyes shot toward Qiao Qiao in the back, and everyone’s eyes were burning with the desire for gossip.

    Qiao Qiao raised his head calmly: “I wrote the words.”

    “???”

    “I also think Mr. Song’s handwriting looks good, so I imitated it for a while.”

    “Really?” Everyone was doubtful.

    “Of course, could it be that Mr. Song added it himself? How is it possible… Mr. Song is so busy, how can he have time to look at such things.”

    Everyone nodded: “That’s true.”

    “But you imitated it very well. Even the transitions between the fonts are exactly the same.”

    Qiao Qiao laughed dryly.

    It was such a risk, but fortunately the truth was too bizarre and no one believed it.

    There was a meeting in the secretarial office in the afternoon. After the director routinely summarized the work of the week, the topic suddenly changed: “I just received a notice that the company will increase its humanistic care for employees, so from now on, we are not allowed to work overtime in the company.”

    “Huh?”

    The people below were whispering to each other, wondering why such a rule had come out of nowhere.

    “Don’t ask me.” The director was helpless, “If you really can’t finish the work, just take it home and do it.”

    So Qiao Qiao took three folders back that night.

    When someone saw it, his expression suddenly turned cloudy.

    Song Qiyan: “Are you trying to force me to give another order?”

    Qiao Qiao blinked: “So it was you who gave the order prohibiting overtime work…”

    Then she saw the man’s cheeks move, and he must have gritted his molars: “No, are you planning to live in the company?”

    Qiao Qiao: “…” She did have this idea.

    “I have endured it very hard during the day.” Song Qiyan hugged Qiao Qiao from behind, pulled her chin and kissed her lips, “Do you want me to continue to endure it at night?”

    Qiao Qiao whispered: “But you can’t put off work.”

    “If you mention the word ‘work’ again.” The man bit the side of her neck lightly, “I will fire you.”

    “…You are abusing your power.”

    “So?” Song Qiyan chuckled, “Do you want to expose me?”

    His fingers deftly got into her T-shirt and stroked the two bulging breasts. The buttons of her underwear were unbuttoned at some point, and the man pinched the two nubs with his fingertips and pulled them mercilessly.

    “Wait, no, no!” Qiao Qiao resisted and stepped back, “Those documents… will be finished soon. Can you give me another thirty minutes?”

    “Not good.”

    “Twenty minutes!” Qiao Qiao said in a begging tone, “For the last time, I promise not to work overtime in the future.”

    Song Qiyan said slowly: “I will give you thirty minutes, but there are conditions.”

    Qiao Qiao: “Eh?”

    “S-Slow down, I need to make a mark…”

    Qiao Qiao’s hand holding the pen couldn’t stop shaking. The impact from behind made it impossible for her to focus on the paper.My eyes were in confusion, physiological tears blurred my vision, and in the blink of an eye I couldn’t find the sentence I just read.

    Song Qiyan lowered his head and kissed her smooth back, holding her hips with both hands to ensure that every time his genitals penetrated, they would rub against the most sensitive place.

    Qiao Qiao bit her lower lip tightly, her cheeks were as red as a layer of blood, and the redness was spreading to her chest at a speed visible to the naked eye. Her whole body was ‘ripe’.

    A large amount of transparent honey gushed out from the private parts, making the space between the two of them sticky and wet. When the genitals entered, there was always a “puff, plop, plop” sound, which was especially loud in the silent room.

    “You’re going to crush the paper.” The man’s voice was smiling, and he lightly licked Qiao Qiao’s shoulder blades with his tongue, leaving traces of cold water on this surprisingly hot body.

    “Ah… no, no!” Qiao Qiao whimpered. He no longer cared about ‘work’ or ‘documents’. He completely succumbed to his body’s desires and lay on the table with his butt raised high.

    Her ass was round and straight, as white and tender as a baby’s, and when it stood up, it looked like a ripe peach.Song Qiyan’s eyes instantly darkened, and he stretched his hands forward and continued to play with the protruding breasts.

    So we made trouble for most of the night in a daze.

    The next day, Qiao Qiao arrived at the office with two big black circles under his eyes.

    “Why are you so haggard? If you don’t feel well, go back and rest first.” The director looked at Qiao Qiao’s face worriedly.

    “I just had a little insomnia last night…”

    “Don’t work too hard, your body is the most important thing.” The director patted her shoulder, “Stop working in the morning and go to the lounge to lie down.”

    “Okay, thank you, director.”

    “By the way, I have read all the documents you handed in. They are well done, but a few of them are too dirty. Be careful next time and don’t eat and work at the same time, otherwise the paper will become sticky.”

    Qiao Qiao: “…”

    “What’s wrong? Your face is so red?”

    “I do seem a little dizzy. I’ll go to the lounge and lie down for a while.”

    After saying that, Qiao Qiao ran away without caring about the director’s face.

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