<h4>Chapter 117: President on the run</h4>


    <strong>Trantor: </strong>EndlessFantasy Trantion <strong>Editor: </strong>EndlessFantasy Trantion


    Lu spent the rest of her morning in fright. When it was a quarter past three, she thought she would survive for the remaining office hours. She sighed in relief, till a few folders containing the important data report of the other departments were shoved to her desk.


    These documents were meant for the president.


    And being the gatekeeper, she was obliged to send these to the president, herself.


    She reviewed the documents briefly, with her mind figuring out tactics to avoid being engulfed by the hungry beast in the office. Her heart raced as she knocked the door and heard that profound “Come in!”. The moment she stepped in, President Huo pounced on her ... or less figuratively speaking, he merely dashed to her, shut and locked the door, hugged her from the back as she tried to escape. A wet thin pair of fleshes tickled her on the neck.


    “W-wait up... Please... These reports are important...”


    Before she could finish her sentence, she was already carried to the broad desk by the ss window. The folders were tossed to the sofa as he pulled them away from her embrace.


    “Huo Yunting, could we at least do this at hom- Ah...” She looked at her tight blouse being unbuttoned bit by bit, as she felt the warm humidity raiding her ears, “I said... D-do this at home... Hmm... Ah...”


    I swear I’ll burn this dress after I go home! Once and never again!


    Sheid on her stomach as she felt the iing attacks from his lips.


    She was never ready for the attack, the quick bite was so painful that her face tightened in dismay, she even could feel something oozing out her lips.


    His hands touched his desk and as annoyed by the unnecessary props on his table, he swept all of his workloads to the floor.


    Meanwhile, at the Secretary’s Office, “This is the suit I picked for the president for the dinner tomorrow, how do you think? Is it good?” Said Lin as she unted the navy blue suit at the center.


    “Not bad. Looks great.”


    “More like, looks great on our president because he wears everything better.”


    Lin nodded approvingly with a sweet smile, “I agree...Hmm...where did Secretary Lu go? She was here just now... if I remembered correctly?”


    Well, Secretary Lu was on her daily “task” with the president at his office. It was an unwritten norm only known among current workers. It was justifiable for a newbie like Lin Yazhi to be unaware of it.


    The office turned silent suddenly, as the girls peeked at Lu’s desk.


    Nobody would want to disturb president having a formal discussion with the chief secretary, unless they wanted a new job tomorrow.


    “Ya Zhi, my girl, I suggest you show this masterpiece to the president tomorrow. He’s not free now,” advised Zhang Yang, beaming at Lin. Everybody knew Secretary Lu and the president would be upied for the next hour or two at least.


    “Why?” Lin Yazhi was confused, “Is he on a run?”


    “Yes, he is. Running wild like a cowboy, especially at this moment.” Xiao Yu gave a wink at her, signaling the business “under the table”.


    Lin Yazhi was too naive to understand a thing. She shook her head with a bewildered frown. But well, if her senior co-workers said so, she should listen.


    “Okay then... He won’t be wearing this tonight anyway...”


    Lin was still curious however. She decided to work overtime to observe today.


    ——


    Back to the office, Lu, as her task waspleted, pulled her dress back up while picking up the documents on the ground. The intensity faded away from her cherry cheeks.


    Huo Yunting was on his throne, looking at her tidying up the office as she ced the documents orderly across the table and passed him an ink pen.


    “Hole in one. The first course done.” He grabbed the pen and began signing the documents with aid-back attitude, “Delicious meal of the day.”


    “...” Lu did not entertain his further harassment and stormed out of the office after having all the documents signed.


    When she returned to her desk, the sun was setting and everyone had left the office, except Lin Yazhi.


    “Zhao Yang,” exciting she spoke upon jumping from her seat, “Is the president on a run today?”


    “Quite...” Mumbled Lu as she hurriedly threw things into her purse, as the president wanted her in his ride home too.


    “I see. I thought of visiting the president tonight but the others suggested me to not to...” Said Lin, without noticing the shudder at Lu’s hands while packing, carried on babbling about her impable fashion choice for the president.