第二天早上，我顶着两个黑眼圈，dragging the corpse of my beauty sleep, to face the day. The main task? Sign off on some boring documents, then head to the office. But before I left the door, the doorbell rang.

I sighed, kicking the door open. Before me stood a young woman, no more than 20 or so, with a gentle and gentle smile. She held a small bag in her hand, which she said was a gift for me.

"Are you Mr. Wang?" she asked.

"Yes, I am. And you are?"

"My name is Fang Meng. I'm the new secretary you transferred to our company."

I nodded and said: "Come in."

After Fang Meng entered, she handed me the small bag. "Mr. Wang, this is a gift I made for you. It's a small cake, I hope you like it."

I smiled and said: "You're too kind, Fang Meng. Thank you."

We chatted for a while, then Fang Meng went to work. I sat at my desk and started reviewing the documents. But it wasn't long before I felt a chill. I looked around, but there was nothing unusual.

Then I heard a knock on the door. I opened my eyes and saw that it was Fang Meng. "Mr. Wang, there's a phone call for you."