Xiao Moli absentmindedly picked up the pen beside him and signed his name on the document with flourishing strokes, then closed it and handed it to Tang Xiaoqi.
Tang Xiaoqi quickly and respectfully reached out to take it, then bowed to Xiao Moli and hurriedly walked toward the door.
"Wait a minute."
The voice of Xiao Moli sounded from behind.
The hairs on Tang Xiaoqi's back stood on end. Could it be that she really guessed it right?
Oh my god, she turned around and quickly spoke nervously, "CEO, I just want to be your secretary. I have absolutely no other thoughts about you, you must believe me."
Forget about An Ziqi's countless fans who could tear her apart in minutes, even the CEO's type as a high mountain flower is not something she could handle.
She sincerely admired the young lady, who actually tamed the CEO, this big iceberg on the Himalayas.
Xiao Moli frowned, "What thoughts? What nonsense? You want to be my secretary, but have other thoughts about me?"
