The rich and powerful family: Leng Shao, please don't tease!

Knowing that Lin Weiwei lived with Leng Jinran and not in Ling's villa, Tang Huizhen packed a lot of things.

Watching the car drive away from the villa, the old couple supported each other and walked back to the villa until it was out of sight.

The street is spacious and bright in the early morning, with the car window open, the gentle morning breeze blows in, Lin Weiwei feels that it is the smell of the quilt that grandma has dried, it is warm and makes her feel very comfortable.

It was noon when we returned to City A.

Lin Weiwei parked the car and went to the restaurant to eat something before going upstairs to her office.

After getting out of the elevator, Lin Weiwei tiptoed, not to let the high heels make a sound, for fear of waking up the people sleeping on the desk in the work area.

In the stairwell, the voice of the two talking in a low voice was heard clearly.

"Director Ling won't really leave our sales department alone, will he? If Mr. Ling takes over the sales department, the sales department's third quarter tasks will definitely not be completed. I'm still waiting to get the third quarter Bonuses and commissions, I took my girlfriend to Bali for a trip during the Golden Week of the [-]th, it seems that it is going to be ruined now, hey..."

"It shouldn't be. Director Ling just quit. Why can't the sales department reach Mr. Ling? Does the boss know what Mr. Ling is like?"

"That's hard to say. Director Ling was less reliable than President Ling before. Didn't he become the director of the public relations department first, and finally won the sales department? This time, President Ling is bound to win. Maybe he will really get his wish." It's over."

"Looking at it this way, what you said is also possible. Hey..."

……

In the sigh of Shengwukelian, Lin Weiwei heard a different message.

So, during the two days she was away, Ling Ziyang often came to the sales department to make noises?

However, where did he get the confidence to feel that if she left, the sales department would have to be him?

How much ink is in my stomach, and I can't count it in my heart?

Quietly returning to the office, Lin Weiwei brewed a cup of black coffee and felt that stabilizing the morale of the army was a top priority.

At two o'clock, the secretary notifies employees above the supervisor level of the sales department to attend a meeting in the conference room.

The originally relaxed atmosphere in the workshop suddenly became tense.

More than a dozen people held notebooks and water glasses with apprehensive expressions, and went upstairs to the conference room. As soon as they entered the door, they saw Lin Weiwei who was flipping through the work log.

"Director Ling, are you back?"

"Director, you won't abandon us, will you?"

"Boss, where are you going? Can you take me with you?"

……

Amidst the anxious or playful inquiries, Lin Weiwei picked up the pen, and knocked on the table with a helpless expression, "Why, do you expect me to leave so much?"

Huh, does that sound wrong?

So, Director Ling never planned to leave the sales department?

Everyone looked at me, and I looked at you, with surprise in their eyes.

"Director Ling, are you still the head of the sales department? Then if I work hard, I can still get a lot of bonuses and commissions in the third quarter, right?"

"Director, next time you run away from home, say hello anyway, we are all scared to death."

"Boss, I've shown my loyalty. If you become successful in the future, don't forget to promote me. I will follow you faithfully..."

……

The originally lifeless meeting room instantly became full of excitement, Lin Weiwei couldn't laugh or cry seeing those people beaming with joy as if the third quarter results had been completed.

Knocking on the table again, Lin Weiwei asked in a low voice: "Now, who of you will tell me what happened during the two and a half days when I was away?"