Therefore, when dealing with such superiors, you should not take yourself too seriously. She always warns herself like this and does not go beyond the scope of bosses and subordinates.

"But you didn't tell me that your behavior." Mr. Yin said, saying that he was good, but the expression on his face seemed to be a human-eating tiger.

"Mr. Yin, you are the president, I am just an ordinary little employee. You know, the level difference will naturally exist." Qiao Qian spoke, making the president mistakenly think that he doesn't like him. This is a very dangerous thing.

"Level Difference?" What level difference? Are there still grades now?

"…This is a bit difficult to explain. I don't know if Mr. Yin plays the game." Qiao Qian spoke.

"You can play a little bit, but you are not familiar with it." Mr. Yin replied.

"It's good to be able to play a little bit. I want to explain it, you should understand it a little. That is, each player has a different level, and there will be a level suppression between them. This suppression will make you feel the difference between the two. If the level is farther, the stronger the sense of this difference will be. If the sense of difference... For example, if his level is higher, you may lose half of your blood when he hits you, but if you hit him, only one-third of his blood will lose. That's the sense of difference." After Qiao Qian explained, he looked down at the teacup.

She said this, hoping that the president could understand it. It means that the hierarchy difference between them is very high, so the sense of gap is very strong. When the two of them get along, they can feel this obvious sense of alienation, which is normal, and does not mean that she does not like him. However, her like is normal, and coexist at the same time through this hierarchy difference.

"I didn't expect that being at a high position would become an obstacle to our interpersonal communication." Mr. Yin smiled helplessly. She said it clearly, how could he not understand it.

"A higher level means another world, our world is different." Qiao Qian said that although now everyone says that everyone is equal and no longer divided into levels, people of different levels are different worlds. This is an invisible division, just like an invisible hand in the shopping mall. It automatically divides these things, and you have to admit it if you don't admit it.

"So, do you think that as long as people of different levels can never make friends?" He still remembered what she said that night, completely separating him. He thought he was just using her.

"This is not necessarily true. In fact, it depends more on fate. It can only be said that it is such a trend on a large scale. People in the same world have the opportunity and opportunity to become friends. But there are also many special things. Where is there any miracles in life?" She knew that there were miracles in this world, but she just never believed that this miracle would fall on herself.

If you don’t want to hope, you will never be disappointed. She thinks it’s good to keep your true heart like this.

"Qiao Qian, will we become the one you are talking about who is destined to be?" Mr. Yin asked directly.

"I don't know either." Who made this?

"I really hope to be the destined person you mentioned, but I don't know if you can make me the destined person." So, this decision was in her hands.

"I think the decision is in your hands. People like me generally do not have the right to choose. People like to make friends, and they like to make friends who are very powerful. If Mr. Yin is willing to treat me as a friend, I will naturally be very happy and willing." Qiao Qian said.

"If you insist on putting this decision in my hands, then I hope we can become friends." Mr. Yin was pleased. He gave this decision to his hands, so he took it seriously and made a decision directly.

"Then...we will be friends in the future?" Qiao Qian was a little confused. She had never seen anyone make friends like this. However, it was really fashionable to be able to make friends with the president. She seemed to be a good loss.

"Well. As a friend, the first thing you need to correct is not to call me Mr. Yin outside. Just call me Yin Hao." When friends get along with each other, they always call each other by their professional titles, so they seem a bit disgusting.

"..." Wow, just call me a name, it's a bit challenging. Qiao Qian was a little embarrassed.

"Can't it be done?" Mr. Yin spoke, was it so difficult to call him by his name? I didn't expect that the two of them were so far away.

"I just feel a little ruthless." Qiao Qian smiled and said, but since Mr. Yin still gives her a very good feeling now, she was eager to call him by her name. This is Mr. Yin... He called him by his name, I don't know how refreshing it was.

"Isn't the big rebellious?" Mr. Yin couldn't help but laughed. Shouldn't this word be used for the relationship between children and parents?

"..." Qiao Qian also suddenly realized, "Ahem, Chinese is not very good, so please forgive me."

"It's okay. Actually, my Chinese is not very good either." Mr. Yin stopped his smile.

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