CEO's Intern Taoist Mster/C32 Office of the Secretary for Life
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C32 Office of the Secretary for Life

032 Office of the Private Secretary

More than qualified?

Daomiao was led to his office, who knew who chose this place, it was right next to the CEO's office!

The interior was still a suite. There was a lounge, hidden on the other side of the bookshelf. Looking in from the outside, it was impossible to see that there was another lounge inside.

In the office were two moneymaking trees a little over one meter, a large desk with an elaborate computer, a large leather chair, a group logo on the wall, and a ring of five colors.

There was no air conditioning because there was a central air conditioner in the building that could automatically adjust the temperature.

Opposite the desk was a set of sofas and coffee tables with fruit on them and a bouquet of perfume lilies. The room was filled with the scent of perfume lilies.

There was also a small water bar, a water dispenser, a set of pure water and tea making tools, as well as tea cans and coffee machines placed on top of them.

To be honest, this kind of arrangement existed in every office. Because some of them worked overtime, so many things needed to be packed together.

Otherwise, it would be very inconvenient.

Daomiao was very satisfied to see such an office, it was much better than what he had imagined. He thought that he would find an office in the corner of the warehouse.

"It's here. If you need any help, you can go to the secretary's office." It was a middle-aged woman named Li, the director of the secretary's office.

"Alright, thank you, Sister Li." Everyone called him that, and Daomiao called him too.

"Alright, pack up. I'll go back and busy myself." She was originally a senior sister of Dugu Haoyan and the others, and was a few years older than them. After that, she was married to a classmate, was a senior sister, and also the senior's wife.

Originally, she was a housewife after giving birth, but because the junior's secretaries were too out of place, Dugu Haoyan invited her over. She didn't need to do anything, she only needed to help look after some people, so these young boys and girls shouldn't think too much about him.

With this Sister Li in charge and a few other male secretaries, Dugu Haoyan finally felt much more peaceful around him.

Waiting until Sister Li had left, Daomiao closed the door and walked two rounds around the place, the layout was extremely reasonable.

After looking at the place, Daomiao placed the handbag in his hand on the table.

It was not yet time, and although today was a suitable time for offering sacrifices, the auspicious times were only Yin, Shen and Xu.

Yin time is too early, and it is too late in the eighteenth century.

Daomiao went into the bathroom and found a towel. It was actually just a white towel, it was not that dirty.

In fact, the house would be cleaned by the cleaning lady sooner or later, but she would only clean it once every few days. As it was a little dusty, he would wipe it up with the tea table on the windowsill.

Sister Li sent someone to call him, "We're all going out to eat, where do you want to go?"

"Where do you usually eat?" Daomiao asked humbly.

"This is the business street below. The street is a street with delicacies at the corner. There are restaurants on both sides of the street. It depends on everyone's taste. We don't eat together." Actually, they had just gotten off work together and went there. As for having a meal together, it was between three gangs and two gangs. It was not certain if you would be able to get some rice noodles or if he would be able to cook.

"Then I'll go with everyone!" Daomiao grabbed his wallet and placed it in his pocket.

He followed the secretariat downstairs. He did not see Dugu Haoyan, nor did he see Huangfu Gaohan.

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