Fu Shao's little wife is a prophet

"Deputy Wen? Are you sure?"

Han Jiao shook her head and nodded again, "I, I don't know, it should be."

"She didn't want to treat guests tonight. She will know when the time comes. If she can parachute to our company, her background will definitely not be bad. Her surname is also Wen. Let's make a bold guess. She must know the boss, and she may be a relative of the boss."

Han Jiao ordered a good meal and said, "The boss has a daughter. Is it possible that Vice Minister Wen is the boss' daughter?"

One sentence made the other two colleagues quiet.

The colleague wearing glasses frowned and dispelled this speculation, "It's not very likely, the boss's daughter is only eighteen and still in college, it's too early to come to work in the company, and the little girl is coming to be our boss, isn't it Is it funny?"

Thinking about a little girl who has not stepped into the society and has no work experience to become their boss by virtue of her relationship and lead them in their work is simply ridiculous, like playing.

"That makes sense." Han Jiao nodded, and the three of them changed the topic after chatting.

Wen Qingyue had no idea that she had become someone else's gossip, so she separated from Fu Han after lunch and drove back to the company.

What she didn't even know was that someone panicked and squatted at the door of the company just to see who the owner of the Maybach was. Someone even secretly took a photo of her getting out of the car and sent it to the discussion group for chatting.

For a while, everyone in the company was guessing about her identity.

As soon as Han Jiao finished sending out the materials, she looked up and saw Wen Qingyue walking over. She immediately stood up and said, "Deputy Wen, you are back. Secretary Lin said that all the materials you want have been sent to your mailbox."

Wen Qingyue nodded, "Okay, got it."

Two hours later, Wen Qingyue read through the project information sent by Secretary Lin. The Wanxiangshan project is now led by two companies, Liu and Citigroup Finance. The two companies are pulling investment holdings and selecting material suppliers.

The project was initially led by the Liyong Group, and Wen also thought about participating in the investment, but because the Liyong Group went bankrupt and the project was suspended, Wen Canghai also dismissed the idea of ​​participating in the investment.

Now that Liu and Citigroup Finance are picking up this project again, Wen Canghai has some ideas again. He wants to supply materials for the construction of Vientiane Mountain Resort. As long as the negotiation is successful, even if the project goes bankrupt, it has nothing to do with them. Liu is their Party A, and Party A still has to pay according to the contract.

If the talks fail, he has nothing to lose.

Wen Qingyue rubbed the center of her brows, checked the information of Mrs. Liu and Citigroup, and after looking at Mrs. Liu, she understood why Wen Canghai agreed to bet with her.

Liu Songnian, the largest shareholder of the Liu Group, sent Liu Nanchen to prison. Liu Songnian hated her to death, how could he give her this project.

This is simply an impossible project.

Wen Qingyue took a deep breath and dialed the internal line, "Secretary Han, let everyone know that there will be a meeting in half an hour."

After putting down the phone, Wen Qingyue clicked on Citigroup Finance, raised her eyebrows in surprise when she saw Lu Yu's name, and a gleam of joy appeared in her eyes, "It seems that there is no chance at all."

When God closes the door, there will be a window.

conference room.

Wen Qingyue looked at the empty conference room and fell silent.

Han Jiao sneaked a few anxious glances at Wen Qingyue, trying to see some emotions from her bright face, but Wen Qingyue's expression was indifferent, neither happy nor angry.

The more she behaved like this, the more terrifying Han Jiao felt. She swallowed her saliva and said, "Wen, Vice Minister Wen, don't be angry, I'll go and urge everyone."

These sisters are really killing her. No matter how much you don't want to see your new boss, you can't stop coming to the meeting. Isn't this a blatant provocation to your boss?

Now there are only three people in the entire conference room, including Wen Qingyue. There were originally five people in Group B, and three of them didn't come.

Jiang Chao also had some headaches. He lowered his head and sent a message under the conference table, "Where are you? Where did you go? Come back to the meeting soon. It won't work if you do this."

Wen Qingyue propped her head, tapped the table lightly with her hand, the time passed bit by bit, and 10 minutes had passed since the original meeting time.

Han Jiao pushed the door open and came in, looking terrified, looked at Jiang Chao, and shook her head secretly.

"Where's the person?" Wen Qingyue looked up at her.

Han Jiao's heart trembled, and she said, "No, I didn't find it, the mobile phone can't get through."

These three ancestors clearly notified that they were still in the company before the meeting, but they disappeared within half an hour.

Jiang Chao put away his mobile phone, smoothed things over and said, "Deputy Wen, Bai Ling and the others have something to do, and they have asked for leave. Let's have a meeting first, and Xiao Han will sort out the meeting minutes and send them to them later."

Wen Qingyue sat upright, turned on the phone, glanced at the time, and said, "It's such a coincidence, and there is something at home at the same time, do the three of them live together?"

The emotionless voice made the hearts of both of them sink at the same time, with a bad feeling.

Wen Qingyue clicked into the work group and looked at the notification sent by Han Jiao. Only Jiang Chao replied "received" in the group, so who was Jiang Chao sending the message just now?Or do they have separate groups?

She expected that someone would be dissatisfied with her airborne, but she didn't expect someone to be so brave and openly provoke her boss.

The tip of Wen Qingyue's tongue brushed over the root of the tooth, feeling that the root of the tooth was a bit cold, "Secretary Han, do you have a separate group, can you let me see it?"

In the silence, she spoke suddenly, which stunned Han Jiao and Jiang Chao, and panic flashed in Han Jiao's eyes.

The separate groups were all complaining about Deputy Wen and the company. If Deputy Wen saw this, they would all have to be fired.

Han Jiao was stunned for a few seconds, then swallowed loudly, and said, "Deputy Wen, we don't have a separate group—"

Wen Qingyue raised her eyebrows and sneered. Her request was indeed a bit embarrassing, "Okay, then go and do your work first. The meeting will be held later, and I will notify the specific time in the group."

After she finished speaking, she lowered her eyes and picked up the phone to edit the information. Her expression was still calm, showing no joy or anger.

Jiang Chao and Han Jiao looked at each other, but they were even more frightened in their hearts. It made people uncertain if she was not happy or angry.

The two of them left the meeting room in a nervous mood, and just as they stepped out, their cell phones rang at the same time.

This message reminded them like a harbinger of midnight bells, and it knocked hard in their hearts, and the two of them subconsciously took a breath and clicked into the group.

Wen Qingyue: "The meeting is changed to five o'clock. I don't care what problems any of you have. It's five o'clock. I don't care about the reason why I didn't show up just now. They are all adults. You have more work experience than me. They are my seniors. You should Understand that work is work, and you can respond to your superiors with emotions, instead of resisting with childish means such as boycotting meetings."

Han Jiao and Jiang Chao raised their heads and looked at each other, then turned their heads back to look into the meeting room at the same time. It happened that Wen Qingyue looked up and met their eyes. The eyes were rational and calm, definitely not a young boy who just entered the society. girl.

At least this kind of handling and reaction is beyond the reach of those who have worked for several years. Maybe they just know how to get angry at the first time.