Transmigrating Into A Sadistic Novel And Becoming A Master Of Painting Rosy Pictures - Chapter 123

Gami was a journalist in the News Department of Leny, but her current position was a bit awkward.

She had only been on the job for a week, and her supervisor had originally arranged for a mentor to guide her. Unexpectedly, her mentor was promoted before she had even been with her for two days.

Unfortunately, she couldn’t be promoted along with him. In addition, the News Department had been incredibly busy lately, with everyone working with their heads down, so no one paid any attention to her.

For the past few days, she had either been reading newspapers and periodicals at her desk or looking at old newspapers and periodicals.

She was idle and ignored.

That day, she finally learned what her colleagues in the department had been busy with.

A new ambassador from a friendly country was coming to take over the embassy here. Her colleagues were busy writing reports and analysis reports.

Later, the department held a meeting to discuss how to treat the new director.

Gami felt that it had nothing to do with her and sat in the corner listening to the leaders’ discussion.

“I suggest sending a reporter to connect with her and follow her if necessary, as our department’s resident reporter in the embassy…”

“That’s a good suggestion. That way, we can get her daily routine and the content of the articles we need from this reporter every day.”

“Yes, let’s arrange someone under the guise of an accompanying reporter.”

After everyone reached an agreement, they faced a new problem.

Who should go?

As soon as they got to this point, everyone who had been speaking loudly fell silent.

No one knew what kind of person the new director was, and no one knew what difficulties they would encounter at the embassy. Everyone was doing well here, and no one wanted to wade into this muddy water.

Everyone looked at each other, and finally their eyes fell on Gami in the corner.

Gami, who was doodling in her notebook, was stunned. This was the first time she had been in so many people’s sight since she had come in.

“Gami doesn’t have any assigned sections yet, right?”

“Then let’s have Gami go.”

“Okay, good.”

Then Gami received a pile of notebooks and a car.

The notebooks were for recording what happened every day, and the car was to make it easier for her to pick up and drop off the director every day.

In this way, Gami packed up her few belongings in a daze, moved into the embassy two blocks away, and began writing her daily diary.

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December 18, 20×1, Weather: Sunny, Temperature: 19 degrees Celsius.

I officially moved into the embassy today. There aren’t many people in the embassy, only one or two people in each department at most, but everyone has a clear division of labor.

I got a small office next to the director’s office.

The former director even asked me to help clean up the director’s office, saying that the new director was a woman, so the layout didn’t have to be so rigid, but it had to be clean.

I thought about it and put a cactus with a diameter of fifteen centimeters on the director’s desk, hoping she would like it.

But… looking at the gray-haired former director, I began to imagine the image of my new boss.

A woman? I imagined my mother holding a feather duster, and then I imagined my grandmother going to play cards with a cane.

When I went home from work, I went to the supermarket to buy a bag of elderly milk.

Thinking that if the new director didn’t drink coffee for health reasons, she could drink this.

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December 19, 20×1, Weather: Cloudy, Temperature: 17 degrees Celsius.

I systematically studied the director’s work content today. It’s a bit difficult, so I’ll just wait for the director to arrive.

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December 20, 20×1, Weather: Light rain, Temperature: 15 degrees Celsius.

It’s so cold! How can my warm Leny have such cold weather!

And I have to pick up the director today. I hope the new director won’t be scared away by such cruel weather.

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December 20, 20×1, 11:00 PM, Weather: Light rain, Temperature: 14 degrees Celsius.

Supplement to today’s diary:

This afternoon, I went to pick up the new director with a few people from the embassy.

I originally thought there would only be a few of us, but when I got to the airport, I realized that my perspective was too narrow.

There were dozens of people, all of whom I had only seen on TV before.

It turned out that the handover of the new director was so serious.

The draft I had written so many times and modified so many times was completely useless.

I could only take a few photos from a distance, and I didn’t even know who the new director was.

It wasn’t until after dinner that the leader remembered me and called me back from the embassy to introduce me to the director.

I finally saw the director!

The director wasn’t a mother or grandmother figure!

She was a young and beautiful woman.

I don’t follow celebrities, but I suddenly felt that I could follow the director.

Just following her as my idol.

She looked completely different from us, especially fair, with bright eyes and a great temperament. Is this what a foreign beauty is like? So exquisite.

There were many people at the time, so she just greeted me. Knowing that I would be her assistant in the future, she didn’t say anything, only saying that she would be troubling me in the future.

What trouble? It’s my honor.

Later, I drove her home… or rather, to the dormitory?

She must have been drunk, or maybe she was tired from flying, because she leaned back in the seat and closed her eyes as soon as she got in the car.

I didn’t know if she was asleep, but I kept peeking at her in the rearview mirror while waiting for the traffic lights.

She was wearing a white shirt and a black trench coat, and the black and white colors made her look particularly abstinent.

Her fluffy hair, which was over her ears but not yet to her shoulders, was pressed down, and her small mouth, with a thin upper lip and a thick lower lip, looked very kissable. Her nose was straight, her eyes were deep, and her eyebrows were curved… wait, eyes?

I looked again, and she had indeed opened her eyes at some point, and her eyes were meeting mine in the rearview mirror.

I admit, I panicked at that moment.

Then I rear-ended the car in front of me.

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December 21, 20×1, Weather: Moderate rain, Temperature: 15 degrees Celsius.

There’s good news and bad news.

The good news is that the damage to the car in front of me wasn’t serious, and I only had to pay 500 yuan.

The bad news is that when I went to pick up the director for work this morning, she had already gone to the embassy herself, and told someone to tell me to wait a while and go to her office after she finished the meeting.

I’m very nervous now.

I suspect that the director thinks I’m not a careful and cautious person because of my rear-ending accident last night.

Seeing that she came to work by herself this morning, I know she’s scared. She doesn’t dare to ride with me anymore.

I might… lose my job.

I’m back, just came out of the director’s office.

New news, I just learned the director’s Chinese name, Duanmu Zhengjie, it’s so nice.

I’ve decided, I’m going to pick up Chinese again tonight and learn it.

Also, I didn’t lose my job. The director didn’t call me in to tell me to get lost, but to tell me the content of the meeting just now, so I wouldn’t have any content to write about later.

In addition, she also asked me to fill out a reimbursement form, saying that the rear-ending last night could be reimbursed, and she would sign it for me.

The director is such a good person.

I’m not saying anything, I’m going to start working, I’m going to impress her with my diligence and professionalism!

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December 22, 20×1, Weather: Showers, Temperature: 16 degrees Celsius.

Damn it, why is the weather still so cold and so changeable!

I’m so afraid that my director won’t be able to adapt. She has to go out every day to learn about the situation here.

It suddenly started raining again in the afternoon, and her secretary didn’t hold the umbrella in time, so she got wet!

I’m so angry! This secretary is no good, let me do it, okay?

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December 23, 20×1, Weather: Cloudy, Temperature: 17 degrees Celsius.

It finally didn’t rain today, but my director started coughing. I suspect she has a cold. I made her a packet of granules, and she even thanked me.

Hehe, what’s there to thank.

But she still didn’t let me pick her up from work today. In the afternoon, she got off work on time. When she passed by my desk, I don’t know if my eyes were too fiery, but she stopped and hesitated to ask me what was wrong.

I was too embarrassed to say that I could drive her, because I was afraid that the shadow of the rear-ending last time hadn’t been removed, so I could only say that nothing was wrong.

Then I watched her walk out.

A little sad.

Well, I’ve decided to write three articles praising her for her hard work tonight.

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December 26, 20×1, Weather: Sunny, Temperature: 20 degrees Celsius.

Today’s weather is what my Lenie should have!

I’ve been a little busy these past few days, and I haven’t written much in my diary. I’ve been following the director out to meet the leaders of various departments, so tiring.

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January 1, 20×2, Weather: Sunny, Temperature: 21 degrees Celsius.

It’s been a holiday these past few days, and the weather is so good. I really want to ask the director to go out fishing on a boat to do my duty as a host, but I’m too embarrassed.

It’s a dilemma.

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January 3, 20×2, Weather: Sunny, Temperature: 22 degrees Celsius.

I finally mustered up the courage to call the director last night to ask what she was planning to do these few days!

She said she was going to take a good look around here. I immediately volunteered, saying that I knew this place as well as my own home, and if she didn’t mind, I could take her to play and be her tour guide!

The director chuckled on the phone. I don’t know how to describe it, it was a very sexy and low voice!

I think I’m going to die.

My ears were electrocuted, and half of my body was numb.

After laughing, she said okay.

I tossed and turned all night and couldn’t sleep. I got up at six in the morning to take a shower and dress up, and then rode my beloved little motorcycle to pick her up.

She was stunned when she saw me. My face must have been red at that time.

I don’t think I dressed too excessively, just a tight-fitting knit shirt and a pair of ripped jeans.

But her outfit was also something I didn’t expect. She was wearing a floral dress, with crimson flowers dotted on a hazy blue background. It was very ladylike, completely different from her usual cool and abstinent look in a suit.

My heart was about to jump out at that time. I almost didn’t know how to brake, and finally stopped after hitting a lamppost.

I turned around after parking, and she took two steps back for some reason. Later, she asked me for my motorcycle driver’s license before getting on my back seat.

The director is the director, her awareness of the law is too good, she wouldn’t let me drive without a license.

She sat sideways, and didn’t even hold me. For her safety, I righteously told her that she must hold me.

Then she held me, and I hit a lamppost again.

Very sad, we didn’t ride the motorcycle in the end.

The director said that the wind on the motorcycle was too strong, and she was afraid of the cold. Okay, her health is more important.

I originally envisioned riding a motorcycle with her along the coastline, feeling the wind, seeing the flowers on the left and the sea on the right, but unexpectedly, it turned into me and her walking along the coastline together.

We also visited the old city, and she bought me an orange-flavored ice cream.

The boss put a small cookie on my ice cream, it was a white bunny shape, while the director’s vanilla ice cream was topped with a big wolf.

The director looked at my bunny several times, and I reluctantly wanted to give it to her.

But she didn’t want it.

She must know that I like it too!

The director is so gentle!