In the midsummer morning, the sun was shining, the golden light beams were refracted through the heavy printed curtains, and the tidy and comfortable room was suddenly dispelled a lot of dimness. Sitting on the soft bed, the white-skinned and clean-faced woman wore a messy hair. Silk, with a dazed look.

"00 eight! Please give me an explanation!" The woman's eyes widened, her small hand gripping the quilt tightly.

Suddenly, a cold mechanical sound came into my mind, "Host, please don't complain, you will suffer a hundred thousand volt electric shock if you don't let you."

"..."

"All colleagues, believe it or not, I will complain to you!" Fang Zheng gritted his teeth, looking like a dead pig is not afraid of boiling water.

00 Eight: "Host, please pay attention to your identity. You are now the mission completer and no longer a staff member of our Space Administration."

Fang Zhao: "..."

She never believed in retribution, but now she has the best experience.

Yes, she used to be a system staff member of the Space Administration, code-named 006, who specially assisted the host to complete tasks in various parallel spaces. It is not a joke. Since she started her career, as long as the host in her hands has been carefully adjusted by her .Teaching to complete the task perfectly and once became an excellent employee in the bureau. At that time, I still didn't know where the 008 was.

How did you know that she was stabbed some time ago, and she joined all her previous hosts to complain to the director. What did she do wrong? But it’s a bit fierce. Every time I say I’m going to get an electric shock, I don’t even start...

Where can I find a system of knife-mouthed tofu-heartedness like her? Someone must be jealous of her, maybe it is this 00!

After being complained, the director let her experience the host's life out of anger, and then... she became the host.

Forget it, the special task is still the hardest one in the game. If you want a script without a script, you want a strategy without a strategy, there is nothing... Let her do that kind of task...

"You should know the task, and I won't repeat it. As a former excellent employee, I hope you don't live up to the director's expectation of you." The system is still the cold voice.

Fang Zhao curled his lips and continued to roll on the bed, "I'm sorry, I am the host now, not a staff member, please tell me about the task."

00 Eight: "..."

"Every novel is a small world, but often some authors have many holes left unfilled after they are finished, so you need to fill this loophole and give the story a complete ending to ensure the stability of the parallel space." The system bites. Ya continued the official introduction: "This loophole can be big or small. It may allow you to find someone, or it may allow you to kill someone, but these are all branch lines, and the main line is to marry the hero's son. Remember It is the kind of marriage certificate or recognized by the world. The complete ending of this story is when the male protagonist’s son is happy."

Even though he already knows the content of the mission, Fang Zhao still feels a little ticklish. What kind of mission is this? Instead of attacking the hero, he will attack the son of the hero.

"Okay, the system will not interfere with your mission. Now the connection is disconnected." As soon as the mechanical sound fell, Fang Zheng knew that it had left his brain waves, but her newcomer spree!

She used to give the new host a big gift package when she made the system, why didn't she!

But no matter how she yelled, the system disappeared completely, without any news.

Fang Zhao rubbed her hair twice, only to think that she was unlucky and began to analyze the plot, what she was afraid of, she was an excellent employee and professional!

This is a presidential post. The male lead is the president of a Fortune 500 company. He has a rich family background. But because of his childhood experience, he began to hate women. Everyone thought she liked men until the male lead and the female lead married together. The heroine of the White Rabbit thought he liked men, so she married him, but she was completely eaten and wiped out after a long time of love. At this time, the heroine's house went bankrupt, and the heroine thought it was the hero, so It was another sadomasochistic relationship, and finally a child was aborted. The heroine went abroad frustrated, and the male partner showed affection. Later, after the heroine successfully returned to China, the male lead began to pester the heroine again. After the abuse, the heroine is pregnant again.

The side task is to find a good home for the male partner who has been guarding the heroine.

As for the son of the hero...

Jing Li, 28 years old, he went to junior high school when he was ten, and graduated at eighteen, and he inherited the family business at the age of twenty-two. He was cold and low-spirited, and his methods in the business field were even better than his father’s father It's so spicy that even the veterans of his male protagonist's father in the company have been shoveled out by him. Of course, he is still very filial, feeling that his goal in life is to earn money and be filial to his mother.

And the original body she passed through was just a secretary of the male protagonist’s son. She is highly educated, IQ, and tidy. Of course, she also has a secret love for Jing Li, but she didn’t dare to show it. Jing Li treated her as an ordinary subordinate. Looks like, I never tell her more about things outside of work.

It’s already eight o’clock, and I’ll have to go to work later. I have myopia from my original body. After I bought contact lenses, I wore the black frame that I was uncomfortable with. I was only twenty-five years old and felt like thirty. Fang Zhao didn't want to wear a black frame, so she changed her contact lenses. She gave out the long micro-rolls that she had always pulled up, put on a light makeup, and put on a formal professional suit to go to work.

When I came to the company building, there were still a lot of people coming in and out, and it was time for work.

"Secretary Fang is early." A passing male colleague greeted him immediately. He didn't know what he saw, and he took a few more glances.

Fang Xiao nodded, trying to maintain the cold image of the original body outside.

Seeing her passing by, the two female colleagues at the front desk immediately gathered around and started talking.

"Have you ever noticed that Secretary Fang took off his glasses?"

"Yeah, it's much better than before. Before, I had a straight face. I thought I saw the head teacher when I was studying hahaha..."

When I came to the ninth floor, Jing Yu hadn’t come yet, Fang Zheng had to prepare the materials for today’s meeting, because today’s male host who will travel abroad with the hostess will also come to participate. To be honest, Fang Wei is very curious What is the old male protagonist like?

After sorting out some information, she suddenly found that the sales department's sales report for the last quarter had not been given to her. Seeing that it was still early, she had to put aside the things on hand and go to the third floor to get things.

After pressing the elevator, when the door slowly opened, she rushed in with a pair of high heels, "Ah!"

I don't know what happened, she exclaimed and leaned back against the elevator door. The back of her head hurt so much.

After finally standing still, when she saw someone coming, she "swiped" and stood up straight again, "Morning, President."

The man in front of him was tall in a black suit, with three-dimensional handsome features. The original body was already tall enough, but the other person was still tall, and she had a whole head, which made people feel inexplicably oppressive.

Walking out of the elevator, Jing Yu raised his hand and loosened his wrist buckle. He didn't know what he thought of, and suddenly stopped and looked at the woman standing behind the elevator door, "What are you going to do?"

It's been two years, and for the first time Jing Li discovered that her secretary looked like this.

"I... I'll go to the sales department to get something." Fang Zheng tried to make herself look calmer, pinching her hands. He used to think that her host was too awkward, and she would be nervous when she saw the target of the strategy. Damn, she is now I just felt that her former host was simply 666, and she had completed the task so quickly.

Looking at her slightly tight face, Jing Li's voice was low, "Can't call?"

When the words fell, he turned around and walked towards the office.

Fang Zhao: "..." Yes, why doesn't she call?

Feeling like an idiot, Fang Zhao kept telling himself that it was an accident, and then called the sales department to ask them to bring things up.

The meeting started at half past ten. Jing Yu never came first, and always pinched a bit, even if his father would come over this time.

At 10:25, the meeting room was already full of people, and everyone would make a joke when they saw Fang Xun.

"Oh, Secretary Fang is so beautiful today. Did you make a boyfriend?" The old bald Semi from the planning department wanted to touch her hand.

Fang Zhao quickly put down the information and left, smiling faintly: "Minister Liu, is this saying that I was not good-looking before?"

Unexpectedly, she would still make jokes when she was stodgy. Minister Liu and the ministers around them all laughed, "Secretary Fang is in a good mood today, and I will make jokes again."

Fang Zhao smiled and did not speak until then the door of the meeting room was pushed open. When a tall and steady figure walked in, the meeting room was silent for an instant, and everyone quickly got up and said hello with a smile, "Hello, Chairman."

The man who came in looked more than 40 years old, but the older the man, the more flavorful he was. That handsome face looked particularly like Jing Li, and his dark complexion looked particularly tough. The global limited edition watch on his wrist fully explained it. His identity.

In the solemn silence in the conference room, he led a young man to the upper side and sat down, his eyes swept away, and he suddenly turned his gaze on Fang Yu, "Secretary Fang, where is that kid?"

The faint sight gave people an inexplicable sense of oppression. Fang Zheng didn’t know that the old male protagonist turned out to be like this. What's the difference between this and the old man...

"Back to the chairman, the president...maybe still behind." Fang Xun lowered his head and didn't know how to explain it. Who was Jing Yu was the obsessive-compulsive temperament.

Frowning, Jing Cheng waved his hand a little displeased, "Hurry up and call him over."

He came here, and that stinky boy even showed off with him!

Fang Zhao didn't dare to call to remind people, so he had to walk back to find him, but when he walked to the corner of the hallway in the meeting room, he ran into Jing Yan again.

But this time she almost ran into it, but luckily she stopped the car.

"President, please go over, the chairman is urging you." She stood aside respectfully, not even daring to lift her head.

Okay, she admitted that she was counseling and didn't know how to hook up her boss.

Seeing the snow-white neck exposed between her hair, Jing Xun pursed her lips and glanced at her meaningfully, "It turns out that Secretary Fang is still so young."

Fang Zhao: "..." How old did she look before?

Seeing him walking in front of Zhong Liang's leather shoes, Fang Zheng immediately followed.

Pushing open the door of the conference room, it was still extremely silent immediately. When he saw the man above, Jing Lu just nodded slightly, and then sat down.

"Meeting." Jing Cheng glanced at him coldly, with a deep voice.

Others seem to have become accustomed to the way the father and son get along, and then turn to the quarterly reports of their departments one by one.

Fang Xun was just doing miscellaneous work next to her. She knew that because the male lead loved the female lead too much, she couldn't bear to see her son sticking to her wife all the time. When he was a child, he couldn't sleep with the female lead often, and waited for his son to grow up. , He quickly left the company and took the heroine out to travel.

However, the male protagonist is also very infatuated. Although he is older, there are still countless women who rushed up. Although he does not touch, the female protagonist still has a lot of opinions. Together with Jing Yu’s fanfare, the male protagonist always has so many every month. Tian was kicked out of the room, although it was solved with papa in the end, but if he could choose again, the male protagonist should never choose to give birth to this light bulb.

"Secretary Fang, where's the report of the overseas branch?"

Not knowing where he was talking about, Jing Yu suddenly cast his temperatureless eyes to Fang Yu who was standing aside.

Everyone knew that the president was looking for trouble again, and all of them suddenly suffocated without speaking.

"This... Mr. Li hasn't given it to me, I thought..."

"Do you think? Do you think it doesn't need to be used? Do you think that the stock will have a daily limit tomorrow?" Jing Yu put one hand on the table, and stared directly at her.

Fang Zhao bit his lower lip and said nothing.

"I said that if you don't need it, you don't need it. This time it is aimed at the sales of domestic companies. I will talk about it next time overseas." Jing Cheng knocked on the table, seeming to relieve Fang Zheng.

Others also looked at each other and did not speak. Although the chairman was also rigorous before, Jing Yu’s style of doing things can no longer be rigorously described. It is really impossible to make a mistake when doing things by his side. That’s why he changed his side. With multiple secretaries, Fang Xiao has been the oldest one, but now it seems that it will end here.

"I'm sorry, President, I will definitely think about it next time." Fang Xiao lowered his head slightly and his voice was full of apologies.

Jing Yu glanced at her, and there was a hint of discomfort in his eyes. He thought that the secretary was still honest, but now it seems like that. He just kept staring at the old man. An old man in his fifties didn't know that What a good looking.

"Continue." He knocked on the table, motioning for the next department to conclude.

After the meeting was over, the other people couldn't help sweating behind them, and Fang Zhao was also relieved.

But just as her boss looks like, getting married?

Picking the stars in the sky is easier than seduce him to get married, right?

Fang Zhao would sweat on his forehead if he said more to him, Damn, how did her former host accomplish the task!

Returning to her desk, looking at the piles of documents on the desk, Fang Zheng's thoughts drifted to other places. Since the main task has not progressed, she might as well complete the side task first.

Today's male partner is already the dean of a hospital, because he has never been married, and the male lead is very guarded against him, but how can she match him with someone else with such an infatuated male partner?

"Secretary Fang."

"Huh?" Fang Xun regained his senses abruptly. When he saw Jing Lun standing at his desk, he stood up straight in fright, "Hello, President."

Jing Li glanced at her coldly, "Unexpectedly, Secretary Fang's taste is so heavy, and that kind of old man in his 50s and 60s would be attractive."

After speaking, regardless of Fang Xiao's dumbfounded look, he went straight into his office.

From a young age, Jingxun knew that his old man was not an ordinary person. He knew everything about the old man and **** things back then, and he didn’t know if his mother’s head had something wrong with it. It’s not enough to suffer a loss once, and finally follow this. The old man was together, and he called it true love.

Seeing his leaving figure, Fang Yao stared at him with a dumbfounded look. What did she do to make the hero's son have this misunderstanding?

There was a party in the evening. As the secretary to the president, she naturally had to follow. When sitting in the car, she always wanted to explain what happened today, but as soon as she turned her head, she saw Jing Ling closed her eyes, as if resting, that three-dimensional The side face was flawless, Fang Zhao closed his mouth and quietly looked at the scenery flashing outside the window.

When the car stopped at the door of the Blu-ray nightclub, Fang Zheng dared to call out softly: "President, we are here."

After speaking, Jing Lu opened his eyes after a second or two, pushed the door and got out of the car.

This nightclub can be described as the most high-end nightclub in city A. Generally rich people come here to have fun. Fang Yu also signed several contracts here with Jing Yu, although he also encountered many people who used his hands during the period. But the original body is also an old fried dough stick, and he easily avoided the past every time.

The waitress at the door wore a red cheongsam with slits, which perfectly set off the graceful curves of the woman, and the legs of the legs were also extremely wide open, which was inexplicable.

"Good Mr. Jing, Mr. Liu and the others have arrived, please come with me." The waiter raised his sweetest smile and twisted his waist to lead the way.

In the nightclub, the light is beautiful and dim, and the people who enter and leave are all upper-class people, and they are laughing and laughing with their arms around women.

When Fang Zhao followed the waiter to the upstairs box, as soon as the door was opened, she glanced at a man's hand from the skirt of the woman next to her.

"Oh, Jing always came on time, just eight o'clock!" A middle-aged man in a suit with glasses stood up and pointed to the watch, and the others laughed in cooperation.

There was a problem with Jing Yu. Whether in meetings or social gatherings, he never came one minute early or one minute late, and he would not be late even if something unexpected happened. Fang Yu was used to it.

"It's not better than President Liu." Jing Yu smiled formulaically, then went to the middle of the sofa and sat down, Fang Xun also sat beside him with a briefcase.

She was wearing a uniform suit, and no stockings under her knee-length skirt. Although she was sitting diagonally, her white and straight legs were still particularly intriguing under the ambiguous light. Mr. Liu immediately let go. The eighteen-line young model of Zhang pushed his glasses, his eyes kept staring at Fang Yu's legs, "Secretary Fang is really beautiful today, and he is really getting younger and younger."

He has played a lot of young model stars, but this Jingli secretary looks like a stunner, this leg is really **** straight!

"Mr. Liu can really joke, do you mean I was very old?" Fang Zhao seemed to be joking, but a trace of disgust flashed in his eyes, and his little hand kept pulling on the skirt.

Jing Yu glanced at Mr. Liu's Nasemi Mi's sight, and then reached out his arm around her waist, with a lazy voice, "Well, women, more moisturizers will naturally become younger."

Fang Xiao's body was shaken, his eyes kept turning.

"Yes, yes, Mr. Jing is still brilliant hahaha!"

Seeing his actions, Mr. Liu had to withdraw his sight with regret. Jing Xun’s woman didn’t dare to touch him yet, but he said that Fang Xun’s previous appearance was serious, but it was actually not being taken by someone. What a fake.

Knowing that Jing Xun doesn't like nonsense, so a few people will tell others to talk about the contract after drinking a few glasses. The contract and the like have been negotiated before, and now only need to confirm the signature.

Because this President Liu always likes to procrastinate every time he signs a contract, but his company's materials are cheap, so in order to make a quick decision, Jing Lun personally came to sign the contract with him. Fortunately, he was also happy this time and did not take long to write It's signed.

"It's difficult for President Jing to make a trip. You can drink a few more glasses this time." After that, President Liu winked at the assistant beside him.

At the next moment, the assistant brought many tall women from outside, including not only young models, but also a few small stars outside the eighth line. Although there were other bosses who came to play in the box, they kept going. Squeeze toward Jing Li.

Xiao was squeezed away within two minutes, and he was also squeezed to Mr. Liu's side.

"I used to think that Mr. Jing didn't like women. I didn't expect Secretary Fang to be superb. Come and come, let's have a drink." Then Mr. Liu poured her a glass of wine with his eyes open.

Fang Zhao glanced at Jing Yan over there. He seemed to have gotten used to this kind of occasion. As long as the women didn't cross the boundary, he remained motionless.

She couldn't refuse, so she had to take the glass of wine and take a sip.

"Secretary Fang has a good drink, let's have another glass!" Then Mr. Liu immediately poured her a full glass, and the young model next to him kept leaning on him. The career line on his chest was extremely deep. See Fang Yu's eyes She was also displeased and seemed to think she had robbed her of her business, "Mr. Liu~"

"Don't make trouble, don't make trouble." Mr. Liu directly stuffed a stack of banknotes into the gap in front of her chest, and then poured himself a glass of wine.

Fang Zhao didn't want to drink, but she didn't give face as soon as she signed the contract. She was afraid it would be bad, so she could only grit her teeth and touch the glass with him.

"Secretary Fang." Jing Xun took her around her waist, glanced around her slightly drowsy face, "How can you drink with President Liu?"

 Chapter 3: The President's Son (3)

"I……"

"Mr. Jing is stingy, I just have two drinks with Secretary Fang." Mr. Liu laughed a few times, but after all he retracted his leaning body a little.

Fang Zhao breathed a sigh of relief and quickly put down the wine glass in his hand.

Jing Yu loosened her waist, and then went to talk to a few bosses over there.

Fortunately, Mr. Liu at the back did not harass her anymore, and Fang Zhao alone ate some fruit there.

When she came out, a night wind blew her face, and she quickly followed in the car with a briefcase.

Jing Lu opened the window and let the cool breeze blow into the car smelling of alcohol. He loosened the tie around his neck and suddenly asked, "How long has Secretary Fang been here?"

Fang Zhao blinked, inadvertently lay his leg diagonally, revealing his white calf, "Back to the president, I have been in the company for just two years."

Speaking of this, she didn't know what she thought of, and suddenly turned her head and said with gratitude: "Thank you just now."

Sure enough, the male protagonist’s son is still the male protagonist’s son, and it must be much easier to hook up than the male protagonist who likes to have a deep love relationship.

"Thank me for what?" He turned his head and looked at her cold expression all year round.

Shouldn't his secretary be dressed up every day to seduce him?

"Ms. Liu just now..." Fang Xiao pursed his lips slightly, trying to make himself as cold as the original.

Two seemingly cold-tempered people chatted, and the result was that the entire carriage was embarrassed. The driver in front felt unbearable, and the secretary was too incapable of talking.

Jing Yan snorted and didn't say a word. He took the notebook in the briefcase and started to look at the data, and the carriage suddenly became quiet.

Even though the evening breeze kept blowing through the hair in his ears, Fang Zhao looked at the night scene that kept flashing outside the window, although his face was cold, but his thoughts had long since flown to.

She is a professional system, reading so many worlds, how can she be troubled by the first task!

Fang Zhao suddenly remembered that she had a host in the same situation, what happened in the end?

Without knowing what she thought of, she suddenly took off her uniform jacket, then covered her head and pretended to sleep there, but the little hand had already secretly unbuttoned the second button on the shirt.

The night view of the city a is charming, charming and blurred, fully showing the prosperity of this city. The evening breeze dissipated a lot of the smell of alcohol from his body. Jing Li moved his eyes away from the computer, rubbing his aching forehead. Look at the night view outside the window.

Looking back, I didn’t know what I was aiming at, but I saw that secretary Fang, who was usually stiff and serious, fell asleep by leaning there, and there was a uniform coat over her head. She was afraid of being seen when she was sleeping. Looks like?

Jing Liu turned his mouth and turned to look at the computer until the car suddenly braked, not only leaning his upper body forward, but also his shoulders heavier.

As soon as he turned his head, he saw a head leaning on his shoulder, and that coat had already slipped off her head, revealing a clear and clean face.

"President, there seems to be a car accident ahead." The driver said in front.

Jing Li frowned, "Go and see."

"Yes." The driver didn't look at the back, pushed the door and got out of the car, and walked to the messy street in front.

Looking at the head on his shoulders, Jing Yu stretched out his hand to move her away, but didn't know how to do it. Later, if the old-fashioned Secretary Fang woke up, he might think he would do something to her.

Forget it, Jing Lu decided to sit with a good boss and let her lean on.

The line of sight always couldn't help but aim at the clean face on her shoulders. She was very white, with almost no flaws in her face, and her long eyelashes remained motionless. She was like a child when she fell asleep. There is no tension in the usual way.

In the past, he only thought that Secretary Fang was over thirty, but now she seemed to be very young. He was called to be a man's servant every day at such a young age, and she even persisted.

"President, someone hit a child in front. The police are dealing with it, but they may not be able to go for a while. Should we go back and change the road?" The driver said seriously at his window, but when he saw the man leaning on Jing Yu's shoulder Fang Xiaoshi's eyes were strange.

Secretary Fang is going to heaven!

Jing Yu thought for a moment, then said in deep thought, "Change the way."

The driver nodded blankly, then returned to the front seat to drive.

When turning the corner, Fang Xun's head leaned forward unconsciously, Jing Xun held her shoulders smoothly, but in an instant, she opened a lot of white shirts on her chest. Due to the line of sight, the snow white under the shirt clearly reflected in Someone's sight.

Jing Lu turned her head away from looking at her, but her eyes were quite deep.

Fang Yu, who was pretending to be asleep, couldn’t open his eyes, so he really fell asleep without knowing it...

Looking at Fang Yu, who was still sleeping on her shoulders, the collar on her chest was still slightly open, and the shirt on her chest was held high by her. It is hard to imagine that a stodgy person like her still has such a good figure.

Jing Ling turned his head, tapped on the computer a few times, and then said to the driver in front: "Go to Meiyun Apartment at No. 26 Nan'an Road."

The driver in front was stunned. Although he didn't understand why he didn't return to the company, he still changed the route according to his address.

When the car stopped, Jing Ling glanced at the tall apartment outside. At a glance, he could see that there was no apartment on this section of road that could not be bought for $5 million. It seemed that his secretary's wallet was quite thick.

"Wake up." He patted her face, very rude.

"Huh?" Fang Xun opened his eyes in a daze. When he found himself still leaning on Jing Xun's shoulder, he immediately sat upright in surprise, "Yes...I'm sorry, I...I don't know..."

Life is like a play, it all depends on acting.

"Get out of the car." There was no expression on his face.

Fang Zhao blinked and had to push the door to get out of the car, but when she saw that she had reached her home, she was really surprised.

But when she turned around, the car had already turned around and drove away.

Seeing the Maybach disappearing in the night, Fang Zheng curled his lips and hummed a song all the way back to his house.

As soon as she walked in, she took off her high heels and lay down on the sofa, thinking that she still had to call her boss to thank her.

Picking up the phone, she paused, and then ran to the bathroom immediately, turned on the shower, and the patter of water immediately hit the floor.

Soon after the phone rang, he was connected. Fang Zheng immediately said, "I just forgot. Thank you for sending me back."

I don't know how he knew his address!

Listening to the pattering of water coming from the other end of the phone, Jing Xun looked away from the computer and cast his gaze out of the window that the gust of wind passed by, "Soon."

After speaking, he finally couldn't help but ask, "What are you doing?"

Is there a flood of water at home?

Fang Zhao leaned on the sink, intentionally silent for a while, and then said in a awkward voice: "I... ready to take a bath."