I arrived at the company early and couldn't stop looking at the pile of documents brought by the acting secretary.

The closer the year comes, the more documents the company has to process. For example, he has to sign the year-end bonuses issued by each subsidiary. After all, this is not a small amount, and he also has to be fully aware of it.

Of course, he can also stop doing this and leave it to my sister to handle it.

But it is a pity that all the company affairs at the end of this year will be handed over to him. My sister said that she also wants to be a hands-off shopkeeper and needs a good rest for a few days.

The reason was that she was tired from touring the mainland and needed to take good care of herself. Also, Fanfan had not seen her mother for a long time, which made her feel uncomfortable and she needed to spend time with her child.

Both of these reasons were very powerful and left him speechless!

What else could he say, and that was it.

"Chairman, Miss Wang is here." The secretary lowered her head and whispered in his ear.

At the same time, some places seemed to be exposed but not exposed, and the two searchlights were bright and very dazzling!

Zhao Hong was a little speechless. He didn't know who hired this new secretary. He was a completely different version according to Li Mei's way!

What do you think of him as Zhao?

"Ahem, go and bring her in!" Zhao Hong said seriously without raising his head. The document in his hand was just a flower, which he couldn't bear to part with.

"Well, okay!", the little secretary walked out the door a little disappointed.

After a while, the princess walked in led by the secretary.

"Hello, Chairman!" the princess said a little cautiously. Although she had met a few days ago and had a good conversation in the recording studio, she became cautious again when she came to the chairman's office.

I wonder if the chairman has any plans for her?

If so, is it resistance? Or is it not resistance?

Tangled ah!

"Don't be formal, just sit down on the sofa next to you!" Zhao Hong raised her head and said. At the same time, she winked at the little secretary and asked her to make a cup of tea for the princess.

She understood instantly, brought the princess a cup of tea, and left in a wise manner.

"Chairman, are you looking for me?" Seeing the secretary leave, the princess suddenly lost her composure. Even the tea placed in front of her was not with her. She said a little uneasily.

"Haha, it's actually a small thing. You can't sing the Chinese version of "My Dream", so just sing the English version!"

Zhao Hong said with a little embarrassment, and at the same time he complained about his sister in his heart. This was an embarrassment he had not felt in a long time.

"Why!" After hearing this, the princess was instantly relieved, but at the same time she was a little disappointed. She was not disappointed because there was no such song, but because she wanted to insert it, thinking it was a Hongmen Banquet.

You are in doom or something!

Her manager even advised her to seize this opportunity. If she didn't like it, she would treat it as if she was bitten by a puppy. But she didn't expect that she wanted to do it. She had the urge to cover her face and leave for a moment.

"Oh, it would be more meaningful if Mr. Zhao said that she would sing this song." Zhao Hong said softly.

"That's okay. I heard Mr. Zhao sing very well last night, but I may not be able to sing as well." The princess said with a look of approval.

"You don't seem disappointed at all?" Zhao Hong said curiously when seeing the princess who had no adverse reactions.

"Haha, actually I don't like singing songs that others have sung, so I feel relieved." The princess said a little upright.

After hearing this, Zhao Hong was speechless for a moment. Does this Guliang have low emotional intelligence? Or does he have low emotional intelligence?

Aren't you afraid that the boss will put on small shoes for her?

"Haha, you are so real." Zhao Hong didn't know what to say and could only say this.

"That's natural. If you don't feel happy in life, what's the point?" the princess said matter-of-factly.

She continued: "Chairman, do you have anything else to explain?"

Obviously they want to leave, what else can Zhao Hong say about this?

"Haha, no, you lost a song, so I wrote another one specially for you, take it!" Zhao Hong handed her a piece of paper from the table, with the song on it.

and lyrics.

"That's good!" When the princess heard this, her eyes lit up immediately. She stood up hurriedly and took the piece of paper from Zhao Hong's hand. Then she quickly opened it and took a look, and she was instantly trapped.

After five minutes, she raised her head and looked at Zhao Hong with admiration. It was incredible, and it was so well written. This song was really not inferior to "My Dream" at all, it was just in a different category.

The lyrics were so artistically written that she could imagine this scene even if she closed her eyes, and a love story slowly unfolded in her heart.

When Zhao Hong saw this situation, the guilt he felt in his heart disappeared without a trace in an instant. Is the scholar's work considered plagiarism?

"Like it?"

"I like it very much, Chairman, you are really awesome." The princess said this very fiercely, which made Zhao Hong feel a little embarrassed. What happened to Xiao Guliang now?

Are both of them so fierce?

"As long as you like it, if there is nothing else, then so be it!"

"Okay, I'll leave first. If the chairman has any good songs in the future, he must think of me!"

"It's a beautiful idea, but I don't have time. If I hadn't felt a little guilty this time, I wouldn't have spent all my energy on this song."

…

When Zhao Hong saw the princess leaving, she felt relieved, thinking that the matter had been deceived.

In an instant, I no longer think about anything else and continue to be immersed in the file.

After the little secretary saw the princess leaving, he gently returned to the office and sniffed hard with his nose. He felt that everything was normal in the air, and he felt relieved.

At the same time, she was still a little disappointed. It turned out that the chairman was not the kind of person he was rumored to be. In her heart, she was afraid that Xiao Jiujiu would never succeed.

Before becoming Zhao Hong's secretary, she had heard that someone was a walking teddy, and she wouldn't let it go as long as it was a woman. It seemed that the rumor was wrong!

He quietly looked at the most handsome man in Hong Kong, the little flames in his heart flickering, and his eyes also felt blurred.

Although Zhao Hong was dealing with documents, his facial features were so sharp that he caught Gu Liang's behavior instantly, but he also pretended not to see anything.

I look too good, so there is nothing I can do about it.

Many female gangsters peeked at his body.

This is also because he has repeatedly protected himself, otherwise there might only be a skeleton left now.

Women are tigers, it seems true!

In the past, when he first came into contact with women, these little girls would have been a delicious delicacy to him, but now that he is almost thirty, he no longer has such uncontrollable hormones.

While Zhao Hong was thinking wildly, he suddenly discovered a very scary thing, that is, he was about to turn thirty. The thirty years after his rebirth had taken up longer than the original time and space. He had slowed down.

Slowly seal up some small things from the original time and space.

Slowly, his speech and behavior became more and more like a person of this era. This kind of assimilation is really scary, and many times he doesn't even think about what happened in his previous life.

Only then did I realize that the most powerful thing is time!

Everything can be washed away with time.

After being busy like this until February 10th, the company's affairs came to an end.

The Chinese New Year is almost here, and the streets and alleys of Xiangjiang are already filled with the flavor of the New Year.

In this place where China and the West meet, the sense of ritual for traditional festivals is even stronger than in the mainland, and various traditional cultures appear here.

Zhao Hong has lived here for almost thirty years and has gradually fallen in love with it.

Although it has some shortcomings and the urban culture is a bit different, it can always burst out sparks and make people feel its unique charm.

"Grandpa, you still need to go to the museum! It's almost the Chinese New Year, let's take a rest! The museum is closed too!" In the morning, Zhao Hong saw the old man going to the museum after tidying up.

"Well, no, the closer the New Year is, the more people come to visit the museum. They rarely have time during the New Year to see the essence of their own nation. This is a very interesting thing. Therefore, at this time, the museum cannot

close the door."

The old man said very solemnly.

Zhao Hong was stunned after hearing this. He didn't expect that the old man would have such a high level of consciousness. It seems that he has become secular!

The old man continued: "Why did I work so hard to acquire so many cultural relics? I just want the next generation to know more about the splendid and glorious culture of our nation, so that they can be proud of having such a five-thousand-year-old civilization from an early age.

"

"I really learned a lesson! Grandpa, you are awesome!" Zhao Hong said with a thumbs up.

"Haha, I only realized this recently. The older I get, the more I like the culture of my own nation. Collecting antiques over the years has made me become more and more ethnic. In your words, I am an angry youth.

"

"My old man may be old, but he is still young at heart!"

After the old man finished speaking, he walked slowly outside.

"This bad old man, he talks the same thing." At this time, grandma murmured from behind Zhao Hong, but her expression became pleasant. It seemed that she had heard what she just said, and she felt very comfortable hearing it.

.

Zhao Hong was amused when he saw his grandma being inconsistent in his words. Grandma was a sharp-tongued person, but he didn't see her really stopping the old man from collecting.

When I am in my seventies or eighty, I always have to find something to do, otherwise it would be quite boring.

"Master Rong, what are you going to do?" Zhao Hong asked when he saw Master Rong in a hurry.

"It's rehearsal! The Spring Festival Gala program has to be rehearsed for the last time. I won't talk to you anymore. I have to go quickly." After Rong Shao finished speaking, he hurriedly walked outside.

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Chapter completed!