In the building of Jinyu Group in Taiwan, on the 36th floor, there are the office of the president of Jinyu Group and the office of the president's secretary. The elegant yet monotonous black - and - white decoration makes the already solemn office seem even colder.
In the office next to the president's room, behind a slightly messy desk, there comes a crackling sound of typing on the keyboard. In the quiet space, it is extremely conspicuous.
A hand stretches out from behind the computer. On the other end of the desk, it gropes around for a while and finally finds its target - a delicate royal blue coffee cup. The hand that picks up the empty cup pauses slightly and then puts it back on the table.
Ni Moqiang leans heavily against the back of the leather chair and exhales a long breath. A cold - featured female face appears from behind the computer. She lazily leans back in the chair. Her neatly combed bun and slightly old - fashioned black - framed glasses cover a pair of shining almond - shaped eyes. Her somewhat dull skin has no luster at all, looking as dim as a sponge that has never been soaked in water. She raises her hand, takes off her glasses, throws them on the table, and pinches the corners of her sore inner eyes. Revealing slender and delicate fingers, as moist and smooth as green onions and white jade.
Frowning and thinking quietly for a moment, she reaches out and grabs the phone, quickly pressing a series of numbers on the keypad.
After two beeps, someone answers. She opens her mouth and says, "Jingya, bring up the development plan materials for Xinyi District that you have at hand. By the way, tell Manager Zhang in the business department that the resort project plan the president wants must be handed in tomorrow morning. The president has asked several times." Her mellow voice already carries a hint of fatigue.
"Okay, Moqiang, I'll come up right away."
After hanging up the phone, she starts to tidy up a pile of messy documents and papers at hand, classifying and archiving them one by one. The ones to be approved and the ones that have been approved are all placed in different categories.
"Secretary Ni, find me the semi - annual financial statements of the group. I need them right away." A tall and straight young man, wearing the latest Armani suit of the season, holds a folder in his hand, pushes the door open and walks in, standing arrogantly in front of her desk.
Ni Moqiang looks up in surprise and meets an overly cool and handsome masculine face. His arrogant thick black sword - shaped eyebrows slant into his temples, paired with a pair of deep phoenix eyes that can capture people's souls. Although the expression on his face is somewhat serious, it still does not damage his handsome appearance. Instead, it adds a bit of calmness and domineering.
Ren Jingdong looks at her strangely. He always feels that there is something wrong with her, but he can't remember what's wrong for a moment. He is stunned for a while and looks at her face carefully. Her features are delicate and her outline is distinct. A pair of big eyes shine with clear eyesight. But her skin - it's too dark. His super - capable female secretary, why does she look as if she has been abused by him? Her complexion is so bad?
Ni Moqiang gives a light cough and says, "Mr. President, please wait a moment. I will send it over immediately." What she means is to ask him to leave.
She lowers her head and only then discovers that her glasses are still lying on the table. Her face changes suddenly in shock. She grabs the glasses and quickly puts them on the bridge of her nose.
Ren Jingdong takes another look at her and secretly smiles in his heart. His always cautious and calm - looking Secretary Ni, who shows a composed demeanor, actually has such a flustered moment? He secretly raises his eyebrows, and the thin lips that were tightly pursed just now slowly curve into an interested arc.