President Ling got slapped in the face again today

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A convenient means of transportation like the subway, which is punctual and fixed, never traffic jams, warm in winter and cool in summer, without the wind and sun, must be the first priority of office workers, but because of this, everyone wants to sit, everyone needs to sit, There must be someone who doesn't have to sit.

He Dongwei finally squeezed into the car, let alone a seat, her feet didn't even touch the ground, she was squeezed, her body was suspended a few centimeters in the air, her small body was crushed, and her soul followed Floating in mid-air, it finally passed a stop, unloaded a wave, and in the next second another wave of mad bees and butterflies rushed in,
As soon as he got back to the ground, the train driver accelerated and stepped on the gas pedal, and the living things in the carriage also leaned back inertially. The girl who was also well-dressed in front, her center of gravity was unstable, staggered and stepped back.

"Hiss!!!", He Dongwei snorted and took a deep breath.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry...", the girl quickly apologized, feeling very guilty.

"It's okay, it's okay..." He Dongwei waved his hands quickly, but his face turned red and pale.

She was glad that she was wearing a pair of flat-soled princess shoes today, walking fast and standing steadily, but now she is miserable, with the sole of her foot nailed by a ten-centimeter high-heeled shoe, she thinks that she should be able to apply for a disability certificate.

This is simply the death train!These glamorous social elite white-collar workers are actually similar to the fleeing crowd on the way to work.

Everyone is moving forward with difficulty. If you don't take care of yourself, you won't have accidents.

He Dongwei arrived at the president's office with a half-limp, and stepped on it. Naturally, the little beauty at the front desk would not stop her today, and respectfully and politely handed her a temporary work card, which is also equivalent to an access control card. Here Although the security is good, every door has access control. If you want to enter and exit casually, you must have an access control card with identity.

She checked her access control information - President's Office!
What does the president do?He Dongwei didn't take it seriously—is it so casual?
casual?I don't know how long the lady at the front desk struggled when Secretary Liu ordered the front desk to get her an access card, and finally gave her the identity that she personally thought was qualified—President's Office (special personnel)

He Dongwei thought it was pretty good for her to be able to step into the company, but she didn't expect that the aisle was full of empty seats as soon as she entered the door.

What about people?

There was movement in the meeting room. On Friday morning, the company held a gathering, mostly about the work summary of various departments this week and the work plan for the next week. Employees need to attend on time, so everyone usually enters in advance.
He Dongwei thinks that she is not their employee, and the work content discussed by the company must be confidential, so she naturally does not need to participate as an outsider.

However, to enter the president's office, one has to pass through the conference room. He Dongwei tried her best to be expressionless, but in the end she couldn't stand the torment of multiple gazes. All the curious gazes along the way were blocked, and she even wanted to nail the door with wooden boards.

These are a group of little ghosts who hang out with King Li Yan, and the wind blows her back chilly, maybe she just got bad luck after staying in the ghost cave for a long time recently.

Little did they know that in the eyes of outsiders, her limp seemed to be sneaking around, and the last movement of drilling was more like a guilty conscience. Can people not look at her?

Taking a sharp and deep breath, everyone came back to their senses in shock, and secretly prayed that they would not be discovered by Lord Yan if they lost their minds, otherwise even if they were old employees, they would not be able to escape the bleak end of the evening scene.

About 10 minutes later, Ling Li pushed the door in with a burst of cold air, "What's going on?",
He Dongwei raised his heart again, and said with little confidence: "...I...I'm not late today."

The stern face darkened a little, is he so dark in her eyes?