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My office Love Diary

Dana got her dream internship opportunity. She works diligently, and in order to get the perfect attendance award, even if she risks being scolded by her boss, she will clock in in the boss's dedicated elevator and never be late for a minute. Then, he was called to the private office by his boss. Dana regretted it to death. Just deducting the perfect attendance bonus is better than losing your job, right? No, retribution is coming. Bilal couldn't bear her wandering mind and banged his knuckles on the table. ” "Dana." Two simple words came out of his mouth, but they were colder than the temperature in the room. It's hard not to suspect that the next thing a man will say is to ask you to pack up and leave. Dana closed her eyes in resignation, racking her brains to think of hundreds of ways to admit her mistake and flatter her. "I give you a job." She suddenly raised her head to confirm that she heard correctly, her eyes instantly lit up, and she bowed to express her loyalty: "Don't worry, boss, even if it means going up mountains of swords and seas of fire, I will definitely complete the tasks you assigned me!" Silence for half a minute. She straightened up and saw the man on the office chair frowning and relaxing, his voice still without warmth. "Pretend to be my girlfriend." Dana: "?"

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Section 8

After the group photo was taken and the commendation ceremony was over, Yara pounced on her like a hungry wolf.

"Are you..."

Dana hurriedly covered Yara's mouth before she said anything disrespectful. Layla smiled shyly beside her and stared at her shyly when she was about to speak.

"If you have anything to say, let's talk about it later!" She looked around and saw that Bilal had been surrounded and left. "Pay attention to the occasion."

Yara nodded vigorously.

Seeing them leaving.

Mansour waved on the stage: "Goodbye."

"Goodbye, Senior Mansour!" Yara shouted back.

Aseel sent a group message in the dormitory, saying that she would take leave at night and go home, so there was no need to leave the door open for her.

There were three of them left in the dormitory.

The moment Dana stepped into the dormitory door, she thought she had entered a wolf's den.

Yara locked the door neatly.

She was pinned down on the chair and not allowed to get up.

"Dana, please be lenient if you confess, and be strict if you resist -"

"What are you talking about with Bilal?"

Dana resisted the urge to roll her eyes, "Which of your eyes saw us biting our ears? This is not an exaggeration..."

A series of message notifications interrupted her.

Yara nodded her chin at Layla. The latter received the instruction and immediately picked up the phone, and then the intensive new message notification sounded again.

"have a look."

I don't know what kind of medicine is sold in the gourd.

Dana turned on her phone.

A new group chat suddenly appeared on the message page.

Group chat name: Build the plank road in the open, and use it in secret.

There are more than fifty picture messages.

She clicked in to take a look.

They are all photos of her and Bilal.

Even the moment Bilal helped her was recorded by the camera.

In just a few seconds, they captured nearly ten photos.

The rest was when they were standing in the audience. Dana knew very well that when the two people tilted their heads and talked in low voices, they definitely maintained a distance that could tell them that they were strangers at a glance.

But the angle of the photographer is very special.

As if she tilted her phone deliberately when taking pictures, the height gap between her and Bilal was narrowed. Looking from top to bottom, her forehead was only a few centimeters apart, and she could touch his chin.

Dana finally understood why in gossip news, celebrities always use the term "capture angle".

Seeing her thinking, Yara snorted and showed off to Layla: "Look, she has nothing to say."

The latter nodded cooperatively.

"It's just a matter of angle," Dana said helplessly. "Just because he tripped, Bilal suspected that I approached him on purpose."

The two of them looked suspicious and didn't quite believe it.

"real?"

"Why are you lying to me?"

Yara rubbed their heads with Layla, "If I didn't know who you are, I would have thought you did this series of coincidences on purpose."

The three of them were noisy for a while, and at Dana's strong request, the group nickname returned to normal.

Forgot who mentioned Mansour.

"Actually." Layla blinked a few times, "Dana, have you ever felt that Senior Mansour is interested in you?"

"..." Dana asked seriously, "Where did you find out?"

Yara: "Let me tell you. If you expect her to be enlightened in this area, wait a few hundred years." She turned to Dana: "Think about it, Senior Mansour came to ask about the thesis today. You and Layla have the same tutor. , why only ask you and not her? "

"Layla has chosen the topic." Dana replied matter-of-factly.

"No," Yara's tone changed, looking in disbelief, "When did you choose it?"

A flash of panic flashed in Layla's eyes, and he hesitated: "Just, I chose it during the holiday..." As if she didn't want to say more, she reminded: "It's not important."

"Yes, let's not mention the thesis for now. Senior Mansour often takes the initiative to chat with you. He has been paying attention to you since the military training in your freshman year. Last time you were finished with the long-distance running in the sports meeting, he even gave you water." Yara counted her fingers and listed them one by one. come out.

When she said this, Dana fell into thinking.

If you have to dig deeper, Mansour is indeed very enthusiastic towards her sometimes.

"Maybe it's just my personality." Dana gave what she thought was a reasonable explanation. Seeing what they were going to say more, she yawned, "I'm going to take a nap while you guys chat."

Before going to bed, she looked at the photos in the group again.

Some of the photos were particularly well captured. Under the light, every strand of her hair seemed to be coated with light. She couldn't help but press and hold the photos with her fingers, wanting to save them.

Then I thought about it, if someone saw my cell phone, jumping into the Yellow River would not be able to wash it away.

She quickly edited the picture, cut off the half where Bilal was, and then fell asleep peacefully.

I haven't had such a relaxing weekend in a long time.

The counselor informed her that the scholarship would arrive in a week, and Dana planned to go to the hospital on Saturday.

She hasn't been in nearly a month.

With two days off on the weekend, Dana clocked in very early on Monday.

A senior greeted her: "Good morning, Dana."

When I got to my workstation, I sorted out the several recruitment and new employee training matters that were going to be held this week, and then I accidentally caught a glimpse of the document called "Performance Management System" on the desktop.

After a few seconds, she opened it to take a look.

"It's not that bad."

Al Noor Holdings was her only internship experience during college.

In the freshman year, very few students do internships as soon as they enter school. After her sophomore year, although she had this intention, due to financial pressure, she could only work part-time day and night.

Although the salary at Al Noor Holdings is high, the working hours are fixed and she cannot take on other part-time jobs.

Because she had extracurricular internship credits after graduating from the college, she submitted her resume and applied for Al Noor Holdings in her senior year.

In fact, she knew deep down that she lacked professional practical ability.

"What are you mumbling about?"

The cursor immediately moved to the red cross. She wanted to close the document. When she turned around and saw that the person coming was Hana, she let go of the mouse.

Hana handed her a pile of information: "Dana, we will conduct training for new regular employees next month. You should familiarize yourself with the training phase plan first. The specific tasks will be sent to your email later."

"good."

"Why are you still reading?" Hana glanced at her screen, "Didn't the performance be submitted?"

Dana lowered her eyelashes and said unconfidently: "Sister Hana, is this writing bad?"

Hana was very sensitive and laughed, "Why, someone said something?"

"No."

Dana thought for a few seconds and decided not to confess Bilal.

Even though she knew that the two of them only met at the commendation meeting. But I just escaped from the center of the gossip, and I really don't want to get into an embarrassing situation again.

Hana patted her on the shoulder: "Dana, getting started with any job is a step-by-step process. Besides, you are just an intern. If you are experienced, can you still be called an intern?"

"Well, I added some comments to the plan, but I haven't had time to change it yet. If you want to practice more, just make the changes and show them to me."

"Okay." Dana agreed, "I will complete the changes as soon as possible without delaying your progress."

Hana joked with her a few more times, fearing that she would be too serious, so she left.

Dana competed with herself, opened an excel spreadsheet to arrange the work progress for the week, and set aside Wednesday to revise the plan.

Al Noor Holdings has recently joined forces with Skyworth Power to enter the artificial intelligence industry. For the human resources department, the workload has increased dramatically in a short period of time. Recruitment interviews for various positions are coming one after another. Dana is so busy that he loses track of time.

When the bank text message was sent, she remembered that it was already the 22nd, which was the day when interns were paid.

Scholarships are also awarded on this day

As expected, she didn't get the perfect attendance award, but the scholarship amount more than made up for it.

The balance of her bank card exceeds five digits, giving her a huge sense of security.

Thinking of the doctor's bill reminder she received two days ago, Dana decided to go to the hospital after get off work.

After get off work, she took the bus and got off at the stop of the First People's Hospital in D City.

The First People's Hospital has the best doctor qualifications and the best equipment in Beicheng. Accordingly, the treatment costs are also much higher than other hospitals.

In front of the ward, the door was ajar, and the sound of short videos playing in the room could be clearly heard.

She didn't rush in, took a few deep breaths, and knocked on the door. Rami was so absorbed in the short video that he obviously didn't notice the movement at the door.