The cliché story of a domineering president and his secretary

Chapter 151 Territory

I followed Ding Hong and took the elevator upstairs.

Just as he introduced, the entire floor was divided into two areas, connected by a wide corridor in the middle, and it was here that they walked out.

"Can I show you around?"

An Yi shook his head: "No, let's set the rules first and sign and seal them."

Ding Hong was not surprised by this, on the contrary, he had been prepared. The sincerity he showed next must impress An Yi, and the importance of this link is no less than the previous one.

The two entered the main house area, and just after passing the entrance, they saw a blue color flowing on the ground.

Water! An Yi was so shocked that he retracted his foot, but when he saw Ding Hong had already stepped in, he felt something strange. He looked up and found that in front of him was a glass water wall similar to an aquarium. The water flow was deliberately guided, and the clever setting of the light source created a shimmering and realistic natural light and shadow effect. Several white and gold-colored big round fish were swimming leisurely in the crystal water wall, and gray-colored strange stones of different shapes, heights, and colors were placed in it. There was nothing else.

Although the layout of this huge fish tank is monotonous, the clear waves, swimming shadows and calm background stones create a multi-layered sense of luxury, which is consistent with the overall design of the house, which deliberately avoids the cold style of bright colors. It makes the body and mind feel at ease and exudes the enjoyment of spiritual loneliness.

It was the boss' style. After being amazed by the fish tank at first, An Yi only took a few casual glances and came to this conclusion.

All the documents have been projected onto the large screen hanging on the wall of the living room: a peaceful coexistence agreement, a daily itinerary plan, a diet menu, health planning details, personal resumes of those responsible for various tasks... A rough count revealed that there were more than ten documents.

So An Yi said something that almost made the man next to him vomit blood: "I understand, you are going to enter the field of health care and wellness, and use me as an experiment, right?"

"Do you have a heart? How can you have such a weird train of thought?" Shouldn't this woman be shocked by his careful preparations, and then moved by his good intentions? In this woman's mind, was he really just a mercenary businessman?

An Yi felt very aggrieved for being accused. Apart from the contract, the other documents clearly looked like various detailed specifications and guidelines for the initial investment of a large project.

Seeing An Yi's expression, he was too tired to complain. He controlled the mouse to open the contract and pushed the laptop to An Yi: "Take a look. If there is anything inappropriate, let's discuss and revise it together."

An Yi didn't waste any words and read through the clauses carefully. In fact, the contract was very simple, just a more rigorous list of Ding Hong's previous words in written language. After some discussion, the two of them finally revised some of the clauses and language that could easily cause ambiguity.

"Who should we invite as witnesses?" An Yi asked. What's the point of two parties signing each other's names?

"How is Uncle Han?"

An Yi hesitated for a moment, then nodded in agreement. Uncle Han was the one who knew the most about the two of them, although he was from the boss's faction and would definitely not side with him. But considering that Uncle Han's previous advice to him was quite elder-like, An Yi felt that it was better than nothing. He didn't expect Uncle Han to fight for his own interests, but it would be good if he could advise Ding Hong a few words.

Ding Hong glanced at the time and suggested, "It's almost eight o'clock. You are already very tired today. Let's look at other documents tomorrow. I will take you to choose a room and settle down first."

"I want to see the daily schedule." An Yi was worried.

The file was opened, and Ding Hong explained one by one: "We have five meals a day: breakfast, lunch, and dinner, of course, as well as afternoon tea and midnight snacks. You have a poor appetite, so eat small meals frequently."

Five meals? Just eating is enough to waste time in a day.

"The times for breakfast and afternoon tea depend on the time you get up. I know you don't sleep well, so it would be good for you to sleep more." Seeing that An Yi was looking very carefully, Ding Hong felt a little relieved. This was a work and rest plan that he had mobilized a team to jointly develop.

He continued, "I will arrange a comprehensive physical examination for you in the morning of tomorrow and the day after tomorrow. I schedule it over two days because I'm afraid you'll be too tired. I haven't decided whether I need to do the blood test." As he spoke, he looked at An Yi for his opinion.

"Drawing blood..." An Yi understood that the boss was remembering the difficulty he had in drawing blood in the hospital.

What a good memory. An Yi thought to himself, and at the same time puzzled: "Go to the hospital? Which one?"

"No, it's right here. We have contacted the medical examination department to move the relevant equipment here."

An Yi opened his mouth in surprise, but finally resisted the urge to ask.

"In the afternoon, I'll do some light, passive exercise. I won't ask you to run or do aerobics. In the evening, I'll do some skin care, essential oils..."

"Skin care? The beauty kind?" An Yi interrupted.

Seeing Ding Hong nod, she immediately objected: "It's better to cancel this kind of project. Don't you want to cure your obsession through my sloppy image?"

How could she be disliked after getting a beauty treatment? An Yi pouted, and she began to think about how to get rid of her unkempt hair and face.

Ding Hong held his forehead with his hand, and after a while he finally replied: "Then cancel it."

Satisfied, An Yi stood up and said, "Is there anything else?"

"Of course, we watch a movie together every day."

"Movies? Why?"

"To have a common language. I know you don't want to talk to me much except for business matters, so how can we get to know each other? Movies can serve as a medium. We can chat while watching and enhance our understanding. A movie is about two hours long, which is just the right length."

"We eat five meals together every day. Even if we calculate each meal as half an hour, it takes more than two hours. Add in the movie... In fact, don't you know me very well at work? I know you very well too."

"You smile when you're at work, but do you smile when you're alone at home?" Ding Hong snorted coldly, "Understand me? I don't even dare to say that I understand myself."

An Yi thought for a moment and spoke again to confirm: "Five meals and a movie, we won't disturb each other at other times, right?"

Of course, he didn't want to stop there. But Ding Hong knew that if he raised more demands, the negotiation might fail. In addition, this woman was shy, so how could she exercise or massage while letting him supervise her?

Forget it, let it be.

"I have one more request: turn off all surveillance equipment."

Ding Hong's thoughts were quickly pulled back by this. Monitoring equipment? An Yi, how dirty do you think I am!

He was about to yell in anger, but when he saw An Yi looking around like a curious baby, his voice was instantly stuck in his throat. Calm down, calm down, calm down! Ding Hong tried to understand and think from An Yi's perspective, and finally restrained himself and responded: "It's not installed."

"No? Ordinary homes in our country would have it installed." An Yi didn't believe it. There were some small devices on the ceiling, which looked more like smoke detectors, sprinklers or fresh air equipment.

Ding Hong snorted coldly when he heard this: "That's because ordinary people don't have professional security. If I need to rely on indoor surveillance to prevent thieves and theft, I should sell this house as soon as possible."

Thinking that as the owner, he had an obligation to provide his new roommate with the necessary psychological security, he patiently explained: "Not to mention the interior, all the houses designed, supervised and lived in by me only have infrared thermal monitoring equipment installed on the outside, and no cameras that can produce clear images. The reason is simple. We do not allow any risk of privacy exposure. Whether it is the homeowner's personal privacy, family privacy, visiting friends and clients."

An Yi was thoughtful, still worried: "Are all the rooms empty?"

Ding Hong solemnly promised: "No, there is none anywhere in the room. There is no video surveillance or monitoring equipment. There are many measures that can ensure the safety of people and houses. The ones you mentioned are too low-end."

"Okay, let's join the agreement: if any of these are found, you and I will have nothing to do with each other from now on."

"I agree." Ding Hong responded without hesitation.

Without saying anything, An Yi sat in front of the computer and started typing away. She had something to do tonight, and she had to search through every inch of her "territory", hoping to find something to free herself.

Ding Hong laughed secretly: You can only be busy for nothing. Unless you bring it with you to frame me.

At this time, the elevator door opened and Uncle Han walked in.

An Yi turned around and saw it, tears fell again, she lowered her head and refused to look at this hateful accomplice. Uncle Han smiled bitterly, his glorious image was completely destroyed by his own young master. Ding Hong felt guilty and just pretended not to see it.

The contract was made in duplicate, signed by both parties and a notary. After that, Uncle Han fled without stopping, without even saying goodbye.

"I'll take you to get familiar with the environment and facilities inside the house." Ding Hong said, suppressing his smile. He couldn't laugh, he couldn't laugh. He couldn't show a smug look at this moment.

An Yi turned his head away, not even willing to look at him, and said angrily: "Let the housekeeper come. See you for breakfast!" After that, he picked up his own contract and walked into his own territory without looking back. The sensor door opened and closed, and the slender figure disappeared behind the door.

Ding Hong stared at it for a long time, as if hoping that the figure would appear again. Finally, he laughed at himself: Why are you in such a hurry? The person has been caught, right?

Pick up the phone and dial the butler hotline.

Yes, the signal on this floor was not blocked. An Yi had already realized it when he called Uncle Han. He saw that she seemed to hesitate for a moment, but finally gave up and turned her attention back to modifying the agreement. He also secretly breathed a sigh of relief at that time.

You are so useless. Ding Hong, when did you become so useless? Things have come to this point, I just hope it can end as soon as possible and we can go our separate ways.

late at night.

An Yi wandered through the brightly lit rooms, carefully searching for various surveillance facilities. Nooks and crannies, electrical sockets, and focused on checking bedrooms, cloakrooms, and bathrooms. After several hours of searching, he found nothing. He was relieved but unwilling to give up. Thinking back to what the boss said at the time, he was so sure and straightforward about writing it into the agreement. It seems that there really was no surveillance equipment. You know, if you take a picture of your private image, whether as a threat or a bad taste, it will be the first choice of perverts, right?

A few hours ago, I was led by housekeeper Li to take a rough tour of the so-called "territory" that belonged to her. As the boss said, in addition to the living room, dining room, and Chinese and Western kitchens, there are several functional rooms such as study and gym. The three most important guest rooms all have independent bathrooms and cloakrooms. This place is more than enough to accommodate three generations of the family.

Remembering that the boss said this floor was divided into two, after getting the confirmation from housekeeper Li, An Yi was secretly shocked. Such a large floor was only half the area of ​​this floor. Three floors... one person lives there? Then she thought of her cozy little home with two bedrooms and a living room... humph, the evil capitalists!