President's Private Spoil Rule

Chapter 17

Can't indulge in sadness for a long time.

Zuo Xiaoyou raised his head, wiped away his tears, took a deep breath and cheered himself: "there will be a rainbow after the wind and rain. Let the storm come more violently."

The little fist drew a circle in mid air and held it tightly in front of his chest.

Come on, left, right, you can do it. come on.

Zuo Xiaoyou took out a suit from the wardrobe. From the inside to the outside, all the dimensions fit her perfectly. Zuo Xiaoyou doesn't know whether to cry or laugh. His heart is mixed.

She washed the clothes she had changed, swept them onto the clothes hanger, looked at the sofa cover in the water, thought about it, picked them up, rubbed off the unclean places and swept them up.

It's better to get rid of these filth now than take it back. It's not easy to live there. There are many people there.

After finishing everything, Zuo Xiaoyou looked into the mirror and patted on his cheeks. Two blushes immediately appeared on his pale face. This is what she learned in a Korean drama. It works very well after several times.

When he returned to the office, night Rui was buried in a batch of documents.

Slightly lowered his head, and the lines on his side face seemed clear and clear.

It's really a good life. God gave him such a handsome face and gave him the power and wealth that countless people dream of.

"Don't fall in love with me." The night Rui who lowers the first batch of documents suddenly raises his head, and a pair of ink pupils stare at her coldly, with ironic eyes.

Who will fall in love with perverts.

The villain in the left and right head was already jumping, but he was very clever and said, "yes."

The pen in night Rui's hand turned a circle gracefully at her fingertips, looking at her eyes and joking: "you peeped at me for half an hour, didn't you fall in love with me?" Smile colder, "remember your identity."

"Yes." Zuo Xiaoyou is numb to the abnormal brain circuit.

It's just verbal ridicule. As an orphan, will she hear less from childhood.

"Just know." Night Rui grabbed a document at hand and threw it in front of her, "translate it before work."

"Yes, Mr. night." The left and right eyes lit up. She can finally work.

"I can't translate. I'm not ready to get off work." Night Rui added.

"OK." Little left and little right nodded. The dilemma is that there is only one desk here.

"Go outside and get a chair. Just sit there." Night Rui pointed opposite himself and threw a pen, "handwritten, translated into Z and French."

"OK." The divine colors in the eyes of Zuo Xiaoyou are flying. She trotted to the small table outside the office, pushed a chair in and sat down opposite yerui.

Looking at her dancing appearance, night Rui only felt relaxed somewhere in his heart.

So easily satisfied? I've never seen anyone so happy to give a check to escape to work.

In the past, when those women were taken away, they always cried and howled how much they loved themselves. As a result, as long as Simon gave a check, they left happily.

Soon after Zuo Xiaoyou started his translation work, Simon came to inform Ye Rui to go to the meeting.

As soon as yerui left, Zuo Xiaoyou became more relaxed. Her professional performance has always been good, so she must do well, so that night Rui will give herself more work. She must not let her life become a real "antidote".

"Young master, although the acquisition contract is only a draft, it involves many terms. Will it be difficult for Miss Zuo?" On the way to the conference room, Simon reminded Ye Rui, "and this project is still top secret. Will it..."

On the spacious and bright circular corridor, night Rui's cold and arrogant laughter seemed to disdain the whole world: "how dare she?"

Simon's expressionless face stiffened, and then a smile flashed by, and immediately recovered his dull appearance: "congratulations on finding your sweetheart."

"What sweetheart. Shut up if you can't speak. " Night Rui's cold voice with a cold murderous spirit, "I can't see any woman in my life."

"Maybe Miss Zuo is different from that man."

"The same and different are not all women." Night Rui snorted coldly, "I just put a usable person around me."

"Yes, young master."

Simon's mouth should be in harmony, but the corners of his lips rose involuntarily. If you are not a trusted person, how can the young master bring people back to night Ruiju, and how can you hand over such an important contract to a student who is not a sophomore.

Will your sweetheart give Miss Zuo a job when she refuses to ask for a check? Isn't your sweetheart going to pick someone else's suitor?

Moreover, as soon as he returned to the company, he heard a shareholder saying that Zuo Xiaoyou pointed out the clerical mistakes of the senior executives. Obviously, the young master intended to let Miss Zuo stand out and make the people in the company dare not look down on her.

I've done so much and said I'm not the one I like.

Simon shook his head silently, but he thought about how to tell Uncle Jin that there would be a happy event in yeruiju.

This is the longest contract Zuo Xiaoyou has ever seen. She has signed many labor contracts and temporary labor contracts because of working. It's only two or three pages at most. The contract has a full 30 pages.

Fortunately, English is her specialty. Except that her handwriting is a little sour, she is very smooth all the way. But page by page, she found a major problem.

This is a transnational three-party acquisition, which involves an amazing amount of funds. The acquirer of Party A is Yeshi and the acquiree of Party B is a very famous technology company in Britain. In order to avoid part of the capital loss, Party B requires a French company to purchase on behalf of Party A, that is, the third party Party C.

Zuo Xiaoyou doesn't understand the acquisition case, but she sees the mystery hidden in the document.

The Z version has just been translated and the French version has not been started. Yerui is back.

"Are you finished?" Night Rui sat opposite her with his hand on the back of the chair. His arrogant eyes seemed to believe that Zuo Xiaoyou couldn't finish it.

However, the fact is. Zuo Xiaoyou really hasn't finished. There's still a version to go.

She stood up and accepted Ye Rui's despised eyes: "I'm sorry, I didn't finish it all." Handed over the document in his hand, "only one copy has been completed, and I'll do it right away."

English is her strong point, not French. Although she likes it very much, she hasn't been in touch for long. She has worked on a document for nearly four hours. If translated into French, some words may have to be checked. I'm afraid it will take longer.

"Forget it, I know you can't finish it." Night Rui's appearance of "I have no hope for you" deeply hurt Zuo Xiaoyou.

He can say that he is the "antidote", that he loves money, and that he can insult himself wantonly. However, he can't look down on his major.

She has worked as a part-time translator and has been a temporary simultaneous interpreting. Her profession is the fastest and the best in the same period.

"President ye, I was a little worried because I found a problem, so I delayed it." Zuo Xiaoyou handed him the original document with a stubborn face.

"Oh? What's the biggest problem that affects your efficiency? " Night Rui raised his eyes and glanced at her coldly. In his eyes, in addition to contempt or contempt, "if you can't give me a reasonable explanation, you're ready to accept punishment."