The Annual Meeting Prize Is A Weird Photo

So, the news that I would go on a business trip with Richard Beck spread like wildfire in the company.

Because he never traveled with female subordinates, I was the first one.

Everyone praised my good luck and said that I must have saved something in my previous life.

This good fortune is for you, do you want it?

The next day, my colleagues and I had lunch together at the restaurant downstairs.

"You can secretly enjoy this reward."

I was indeed happy, but not secretly. Could you see how happy I am?

"How many people are rushing to travel with the boss, but the boss doesn't want them."

Actually, the boss didn't say he wanted me.

"I know your thoughts. You take a nap at your desk at noon, and you talk in your sleep about the boss."

I silently lower my head and eat my meal. Are my thoughts about the boss so obvious?

Even if I talked in my sleep, it was because Richard was constantly exploiting the employees. In my dreams, I took the opportunity to scold him.

And in my dreams, I just pounced on him and called him by his full name.

I deny it firmly, "Impossible, in my dreams I just call him Richard Beck."

Colleagues put down their meals at the same time and looked at me.

It seemed like I'd exposed something.

After finishing the meal and returning to the company, I opened my phone and posted on the forum.

"How to bring the highland flower down from its pedestal?"

[The collection and processing of highland flowers will have an impact on the environment...]

[Due to the high price of highland flowers, there may be some poor quality products on the market...]

What a mess.

"What should I do when the boss I have been secretly in love with goes on a business trip?"

[It needs to maintain the image that he likes and not let it collapse.]

Rich people all like elegant ladies who are knowledgeable and reasonable.

I had maintained the image of a lady in the company for half a year. It must not expose it when I go on a business trip.

After reading it, I started reciting the Bible.

Every time I had evil thoughts about Richard, I calm my heart by reciting the Bible.

A pair of black leather shoes came into my sight, and the cold voice of the boss came from above, "Ella Hyde, come to my office."

My head just reached his shoulder, and I followed Richard like a penguin, imagining various scenes in my mind, without noticing that he suddenly turned around.

Without a doubt, my forehead hit his chest, and I was enveloped in his cold and hormone-filled breath.

I looked up, and Richard's deep eyes were looking at my slightly blushing face.

I quickly stepped back.

"I'm sorry, Boss."

His chest was so firm, it must feel great to touch.

What are you imagining in front of the boss? Ella, calm down quickly.

In the office, he looked at me with a mysterious gaze, only 6 inches away. I could feel the heat radiating from my body. Finally, he spoke, "I will be going on a business trip to San Francisco during the vacation. I will let you know when the time comes."

After speaking, he handed me a USB flash drive containing relevant information about the business trip project.