"Okay, you just don't want to be my secretary, and you haven't resigned. We will still work on the same floor in the future. You, the secretary of the board of directors, mainly deal with me. Why are you doing this? Let your children see it and laugh at you.

Already."

Jiang Xiaobai comforted Zhao Xiaojin helplessly. To be honest, he was a little reluctant to let go of Zhao Xiaojin, his little secretary. This was the little secretary who had been with him since Longcheng. Huaqing Holding Group came all the way, and the little secretary also followed him all the way.

From Dragon City to Magic City, from a little girl to getting married and having children, from home to abroad, from northeast to northwest, from southwest to southeast, from Xiangjiang to Moscow, all along the way, every time he went on a business trip, Zhao Xiaojin

By your side.

It can be said that Zhao Xinyi has not spent as much time with Jiang Xiaobai as Zhao Xiaojin in these years.

From a purely working relationship to now a relationship that is more like brother and sister than brother and sister, it has been a journey of ups and downs.

There is the heat in the south, the severe cold in the Northeast and Moscow, the remoteness of economically backward areas, and the prosperity of Xiangjiang.

There were times when I was embarrassed to be rejected when I asked for a meeting, but there were also scenes where guests from all directions were welcomed by a packed house.

Now Zhao Xiaojin is retiring from his position as a full-time secretary. Although the two of them can still see each other, they will not go on business trips together in the future.

"I know that Director Jiang is feeling uncomfortable. I understand. I will go and hand over the work to Zhang Tingting later." Zhao Xiaojin nodded and said.

Jiang Xiaobai sighed and opened his mouth to comfort him, but he didn't know what to say because separation was a fact that no one could change.

He could only watch Zhao Xiaojin leave, and then sighed.

After Zhao Xiaojin came out of Jiang Xiaobai's office, he found Zhang Tingting.

"Director Zhao."

"No need to call me Director Zhao, just call me Sister Zhao from now on." Zhao Xiaojin shook his head.

Zhang Tingting nodded, seeing that something was wrong with Zhao Xiaojin's mood, and just as she was about to ask, Zhao Xiaojin said, "Come with me, formally hand over the work, and be Director Jiang's full-time secretary from now on."

Zhang Tingting became excited when she heard this. Although she knew that this matter should have been settled when Director Jiang asked her to serve as the director of Xinlang, she should have been tested by Director Jiang, otherwise, Director Jiang would not

Make yourself a director of Xinlang.

But when I really got the positive news, I still felt excited.

She didn't know yet how promising Jiang Xiaobai's secretary would be, but she had already experienced what kind of status it was to be Jiang Xiaobai's secretary in the shopping mall.

"Here is the list of persons in charge of each subsidiary and their contact phone numbers. This is private, and this is company."

When a secretary hands over a job, the first item is the contact list and phone number. This seems to be the case for secretaries no matter where they are.

A good secretary can memorize everyone's phone number, and even listen to the voice to know who the person is and whether they have been in contact with them, instead of waiting for the other person to announce their home address.

"This is..." As Zhao Xiaojin passed on one task after another, he felt increasingly uncomfortable and depressed.

How many years have passed since I took over this secretarial job from Song Xin? How many years have passed in the blink of an eye? This job has been engraved in my bones. Now that I have to hand over this job, it is like giving myself up.

It's like handing over a child you raised with your own hands.

She can still remember how much she suffered in order to memorize all the phone numbers and stayed up night after night just to be able to be a good secretary.

Nowadays, everyone has a mobile phone and can store numbers, but at that time it was just a phone book. Sometimes Director Jiang was in a hurry to find someone. If you looked up the phone number on the spot, it would definitely be impossible to find someone.

In the middle of the handover, Zhao Xiaojin suddenly stopped, turned around and looked at Zhang Tingting and said: "Actually, these tasks are not the most important. You can learn them slowly, but as a full-time secretary, the most important thing is to serve Jiang well.

Dong.”

"Dr. Jiang has a bad stomach because of his hard work over the years. If he eats something that is too cold or too hot, his stomach will feel uncomfortable.

In the summer, Director Jiang likes to drink ice-cold beer. It’s hot here in the Magic City, so it’s okay to drink some, but it won’t work after winter.”

"Director Jiang is quite careless. When participating in various business activities, he has to help prepare clothes in advance. In addition, Director Jiang is used to dressing more casually..."

"Dr. Jiang usually drinks tea, not much coffee or anything like that. He likes to drink tea, but he doesn't drink much black tea. He drinks more green tea..."

"The food that Mr. Jiang eats is a bit heavier. This is a problem he inherited when he was in Jianhua Village. If he couldn't eat the food, he would have to have a bit of a heavier taste..."

"Dr. Jiang..."

Zhao Xinyi talked about it one by one. After so many years, these things had to be memorized by rote from the beginning. The things written in the notebook finally became something engraved in the bones.

There is no need to think about it, as long as you think of Jiang Xiaobai eating, your mind will naturally and subconsciously think of a few of Jiang Xiaobai's favorite dishes.

When Jiang Xiaobai frowned, he knew that Jiang Xiaobai was feeling uncomfortable. When he saw the corners of Jiang Xiaobai's mouth raised, he knew that there was something happy about him.

After so many years, I know Jiang Xiaobai very well.

"You can learn other things slowly. You should memorize these things first. Don't let Mr. Jiang get used to it. If there is anything you can't remember, my phone is on 24 hours a day. You can call me at any time..."

As Zhao Xiaojin said, Zhang Tingting felt something was wrong in her tone and asked with concern: "Sister Zhao, are you okay?"

"It's okay, it's just that my eyes are uncomfortable. Please sort out the documents that were handed over to you just now." Zhao Xiaojin turned his head, not wanting Zhang Tingting to see his appearance. He reached out and wiped the corners of his eyes, took a few deep breaths, and relaxed.

After that, he continued to talk to Zhang Tingting and told Zhang Tingting how to be Jiang Xiaobai's secretary.

It's just that the actions like just now that need to stop and calm down the mood will appear from time to time.

When most of the work was handed over, Zhao Xiaojin got up and went back to his office and closed the door.

She took out a photo album in the drawer and opened it. Jiang Xiaobai likes to take photos as souvenirs. She has also developed this habit with Jiang Xiaobai. The photo album is photos taken at different places and times with Jiang Xiaobai on business trips over the years.
Chapter completed!