"The boss is truly the boss, I admire you so much." Xiao Gao hugged Wang Dadong's leg, wishing he could prostrate himself before Wang Dadong.
"Get lost, I don't swing that way!"
...
"President Wang."
Wang Dadong had just returned to Dongyan's office when he heard the sound of high heels hitting the wooden floor. Then, a sweet voice emerged.
It was Wang Dadong's secretary, Xiaohan.
Xiaohan was wearing a shirt with a floral collar, covered by a black blazer, and a black pencil skirt that barely reached her knees, wrapping perfectly around her hips. She wasn't wearing stockings, which accentuated her slim and pale calves, and on her feet were five-centimeter high heels.
What an impeccable OL outfit.
Seeing such a charming and delightful secretary, Wang Dadong immediately thought of a saying.
When you have work, the secretary does it, when there's no work, do the secretary!
At this moment, he happened to have no work...
