Rebirth ability: Mr. President, please accept the move

"Shen Ling! Come here." He Li beckoned to her, "Go to the logistics department and find some electricians, bring some tools, and hang this painting in the corridor of the department on the eighth floor."

Shen Ling was stunned for a moment, then raised the document in his hand, "I'm going to send an urgent mail..."

"What are you giving me? I want you to go, so you should go quickly. You have to watch. The eighth floor is the manager's office. Don't let the painting hang crookedly." He Li turned around and went to help Li Qingya.

Shen Ling exhaled, Mu Qing asked me to bear it, I can hardly bear it in one day!

Almost gritted his teeth, "Okay."

I had no choice but to put away the urgent mail. I was afraid of damage, so I asked the floor of the logistics department and went to find an electrician.

The administrative assistant, to put it so nicely, is simply called a handyman, who can do everything and anyone can do it. She was sulking while watching the electricians hanging the pictures.

"The painting is crooked." Zhao Bohan's voice sounded beside him, and Shen Ling's heart skipped a beat, just as he was about to scold him for a job he had arranged for himself, who knew that he flashed extremely fast and entered the corridor with the documents in his arms.

I didn't want to explain anything at all.who!

"The hanging of the painting is crooked." In the elevator, Zhao Shulin followed in with a figure of eight steps, smiling, "Do you have a problem with your eyes?"

"No."

Shen Ling was a little angry, it was already two o'clock in the afternoon, and he didn't even have time to eat lunch, so he hung paintings here, these two are not good things, if you have the ability to hang them yourself.Anyway, you have to pass here every day.

Uh, I have my own settings, and I can't have lunch yet.Gotta lose weight.

"Where's my car?" Zhao Shulin's tone was still contemptuous, as if he had forgotten about delivering the car.

"Didn't you give it to me?" Shen Ling lowered her voice.

"Oh, yes." He smiled, followed his brother's example, and walked in.

"Ding!" The elevator stopped on this floor again with a rumbling sound. This time a group of people came up and saw Shen Ling and a few electricians ordering paintings. They hurriedly stopped, "Stop."

Shen Ling was taken aback when he saw another ink landscape painting being carried over by several electricians.

"Who told you to hang it here? Chairman Zhao?" said a man in a well-fitting suit, with a work badge around his neck. He looked like a manager. "Madam Zhang's painting is going to be hung here."

Madam Zhang?Which Mrs. Zhang?

Shen Ling thought for a while, it was Zhao Bohan's mother Zhang Shaoyun.

She took a deep breath, it seemed that Mu Qing's news was accurate, Zhang Shaoyun and Li Qingya did not get along, they often fought each other, and even the trivial matter of hanging paintings was fought over by you.

"This is Mrs. Li's painting." Shen Ling replied.

"I don't care who's painting is. I have to hang Mrs. Zhang's and Mrs. Li's paintings. Wouldn't it be good to hang them in her own home?" The man waved his hand, "Here it is!"

Seeing a few people approaching, Shen Ling stopped her, "Wait a minute, Mrs. Li made it clear that it is hanging in front of the corridor. If you want to hang it, go to another place."

"Which department are you from? I haven't seen it before. I don't know if Mrs. Zhang entered the door earlier than Mrs. Li? Preconceived ideas, have you heard of it? Take a picture!"

"What are you fighting for? Are you interested in this matter? The painting has already been hung up, and Mrs. Zhang's painting is also going to be hung up, in the chairman's office!" Shen Ling roared.

I've never seen such a multinational company do such a thing, it's all the scourge of the family business.

Her voice was very loud, and Zhao Bohan heard it from a distance in the office, and the steps that were originally walking towards the corridor retreated.

The corner of Zhao Shulin's mouth twitched lightly, and he continued to look through his files. It was handled well, but no one should be offended.