Chapter 2593: Intern Secretary

H City, the bustling commercial center, a woman with a beautiful face, a slender figure, a graceful and well-proportioned figure, hurriedly walked on the road.
She has a pair of clear apricot eyes, her skin is snowy, and her eyebrows are picturesque.
At first glance, it looks cute, but when I look at it, I think it's just an illusion.
The reason why I thought that what I saw in the blink of an eye just now was just an illusion, because they were talking on the phone while the woman walking in a hurry except for those pair of apricot eyes.
The dress from top to bottom, the temperament from the inside to the outside all reveal a capable, bright, and neat feeling.
The white dress worn by Qiao Mu'er is the latest model that a luxury brand has just launched in Europe and has not yet been sold in China.
The seven-inch high-heeled shoes on her feet are also the latest in the same series. The whole set of clothes was airlifted to her apartment from abroad just yesterday.
"Daddy..." While speeding up, Qiao Muer said helplessly to Qiao Mohan on the other side of the phone, "I've said that I am still an intern now and don't need to wear such an expensive suit. Don't send me any more. Up."
A woman with a capable and neat appearance, but her voice is delicate and soft, with the feeling of a little daughter acting like a baby with her father.
Qiao Mohan's low voice came: "I sent this, it was your mommy who bought it for you. Besides, what happened to the interns? Who stipulated that interns should not wear brand-name clothing?
Muer, Daddy really doesn't understand you. We, Qiao's own company, don't have a company to let you intern, so why should we go to work at the Imperial Court? You are in the Qiao family, and you are too young, and no one can give you a loss. You have to hide your identity when you go to your father Lu's company.
Other college students, freshmen and sophomores all know to enjoy campus life. Fortunately, you have started your internship since your freshman summer vacation. It has been almost three years now, and you haven't come back from a vacation. In the third year, it’s better to live in their company and not even go to school. "
Although Qiao Mohan's complaint is a bit exaggerated, it is not all lies.
Qiao Mu'er went to her favorite university, H University, as she said back then.
After that, Lu Yuchen increased the investment of resources in the H City Royal Group.
Before long, Qiao Muer was brought into the branch office of the Royal Court in H City by Lu Yuchen's first assistant Meng Ze under the premise of good academic performance, and became the secretary to the president.
Although she was an intern secretary, under Meng Ze's personal guidance, Qiao Muer quickly adapted to the high-paced busy work.
Moreover, she swept away her past squeamish character, and did everything she did to fight to the latest, the last one.
In less than a year, he secured the position of chief secretary of the president.
It's just that because she still has to take care of her studies and she is still a student, she has always been named internship.
Now, in the junior year, the school spirit of H University is open-minded. Qiao Muer, who studied in the Department of Business Management, is already excellent, and because her vacation intern company is the famous World Top 100 Imperial Court Group.
The dean of the department let him go so that such excellent students can practice in the imperial court.
"Okay, Daddy, I won't tell you anymore, I have to get into the elevator when I get to the company."
When Qiao Mu'er was talking, she kept walking, even walking very steadily even in seven-inch high heels.
When she hung up, she was in time for an elevator.
Pressing the elevator door that was about to close, Qiao Muer stepped into the elevator.
When other colleagues in the elevator saw this famous president's intern secretary walk in, the elevator, which was still bustling just now, fell silent.
Everyone:...
After waiting for a long time, someone remembered and hurriedly said hello: "Mr. Joe is early."
"Hello, Secretary Joe."
"Good morning Secretary Joe."
Qiao Mu'er's chin was slightly lowered, and she nodded, then lifted one side of her long hair, pressed the top floor button, and retreated to the side of the elevator.
The other colleagues, after she stood aside, invisibly shrank to the other side.
The positions in the elevator are faintly distinct.
After all, the employees of the entire Royal Palace Building only knew the intern secretary, and no one was afraid of her.
Even the president is the same.
[Update complete, see you tomorrow night~]