A heartthrob? Here you go!

"sit."

Fang Mingzhao put down the pen in his hand and pointed to the seat in front of him.

Yu Ge sat down in front of her, met her scrutinizing gaze, did not speak casually, and just let her look at him in silence.

The office was extremely quiet for a while. Yu Ge lowered his eyes neither humbly nor arrogantly, waiting quietly.

A trace of satisfaction flashed across Fang Mingzhao's eyes. She knocked on the table and said, "Have you finished writing the proposal that Xulan asked you to write?"

Yu Ge answered cautiously: "I have made a draft, and there are still some details to be improved."

Fang Mingzhao pressed the communicator and typed a sentence. Two minutes later, someone came into the office with an optical ultra-thin computer and respectfully placed it in front of Yu Ge. Fang Mingzhao said in a deep voice, "There are still seventy-five minutes before the meeting starts. Complete it here and show it to me."

Yu Ge agreed, synchronized the files very quickly, opened the proposal, and concentrated on improving it.

The proposal is divided into two levels. One level is to establish a positive image of the directors and councillors in the long term, and the other level is to go to the grassroots level and broadcast live the hard-working day of the grassroots employees.

However, the live broadcast format is bound to fall into the absurd level of political entertainment, so Yu Ge must be cautious.

All the processes had already been preliminarily outlined in the draft last night. After carefully considering and revising it against the clock, Yu Ge completed the proposal eighteen minutes before the meeting started.

"Director Fang, the proposal has been completed."

Upon hearing this, Fang Mingzhao simply stood up, walked slowly behind Yu Ge, held down Yu Ge's shoulders to stop her from getting up, and watched attentively.

After quickly browsing through it, she asked pointedly, "Do you think this will make the people more docile?"

Yu Ge replied: "Attacking the heart is the best strategy. Rather than constantly suppressing, it is better to brainwash."

Fang Mingzhao nodded, pulled the computer over, operated it a few times and sent it out. After the secretariat printed and bound it, Fang Mingzhao nodded at Yu Ge: "Take the information and come with me to attend the performance review meeting."

There are still five minutes before the meeting starts.

In the meeting hall on the first floor, there is a two-story platform in the front, and behind the platform is a light blue screen. In the center of the front is a round table with seats for thirty people. There are five other round tables outside the round table, surrounding the center in a circle. The whole hall can accommodate about five hundred people.

Of the thirty seats, ten were sitting in the back, and the ten seats in the front were occupied by a noble and arrogant old man. He calmly looked at the time, then looked at the two empty seats in the front, and waited patiently.

At the corner of the outermost round table, a man looked around, turned his head and whispered to the person next to him: "Why hasn't Director Fang arrived yet? The meeting will start in two minutes. Councillor You should wait..."

Before he could finish his words, someone next to him poked him and said, "Shut up."

On one side of the platform, Song Jingshen calmly inspected the area, then turned to the person beside him and whispered, "Go to the third floor and say hello."

The person next to him responded respectfully, turned around and walked quickly to the door of the hall, and saw a group of people walking towards him.

At the front was a white-haired congressman walking briskly, followed by a large group of people.

The moment he saw Fang Mingzhao, he immediately lowered his head and stepped aside, unable to suppress the astonishment in his eyes.

Why is the person who was following the committee member in the morning now behind Councillor Fang?

Does the committee know?

Although Fang Mingzhao was very old, he walked very quickly and soon led a group of people into the council hall.

After entering the council hall, Fang Mingzhao walked to the central round table without hesitation and sat down in the first seat on the right.

Just as they sat down, Councillor You at the same table raised his eyelids and said, "Director Fang is really busy. He is the last one to appear."

Fang Mingzhao chuckled: "After all, the Assistant Director is the protagonist today."

As she spoke, she looked towards the door.

At the door, Yu Ge stood there holding the documents, hesitating about his position.

The people who had followed Fang Mingzhao dispersed to their respective seats, leaving only Yu Ge. Some people who were sitting near the door were already looking at Yu Ge with strange eyes.

Yu Ge turned a blind eye and glanced around the room. She saw Feng Lan waving at her and walked over.

The round table in the committee room is located on the right side of the second ring. On the left side are the first-level officials waiting to go on stage to report on their work, including Shen Du, Xun Yiguang and others.

Song Jingshen sat in the center of the round table facing the light screen, about three seats away from her.

As soon as her gaze fell on a few people, they immediately caught her keen attention.

Xun Yiguang met Yu Ge's gaze and nodded calmly.

Shen Du just stared at her quietly, then looked away, cold and arrogant.

As soon as Song Jingshen's smile spread, Yu Ge quickly looked away and sat down with his head down.

Song Jingshen's smile remained unchanged. He quietly looked away, with his chest rising and falling violently for only a moment.

Xiaoyu greeted both of them but avoided his gaze.

She didn't even look at him. They were wearing the same dark blue uniform, but wasn't he better looking than those two pretenders?

Song Jingshen was almost going crazy with jealousy.

Yu Ge put down the information in his hand, lowered his eyes and took out the record book. The person next to him suddenly asked, "What did you say this morning?"

Yu Ge turned her head, and the person next to her looked at her with heavy eyes: "What did you say? You made the committee unhappy."

The surroundings were extremely quiet. The first clerk to report on his work had already come up to the stage, and the person next to her was still staring at her stubbornly.

It's crazy.

Yu Ge glanced at him, then took up his pen and wrote down, answering indifferently, "Nothing."

"You'd better understand your own identity." The malice in his eyes was dark and deep, nakedly directed at Yu Ge, "You can't climb up to the top of the committee."

The metal pen tip paused, and the ink suddenly stopped. Yu Ge's mind was filled with mixed thoughts, and fragmented memories flashed by.

The pen tip fell, and the ink continued to be recorded smoothly.

"Keep this sentence to yourself." Yu Ge looked at the paper with his fair eyebrows lowered, and quickly recorded it while speaking lightly.

Hearing this, the man's face darkened to the extreme, and he stared at Yu Ge grimly: "You think you..."

"Director Wang." A clear voice sounded. Director Wang stopped talking and turned around. Song Jingshen was looking at him gently. "Please abide by the rules of the venue."

The words were spoken gently, but the hand holding the pen was holding it with such force that veins bulged.

All kinds of rotten fish and shrimps dare to get close to the small fish, disturbing them and seducing them.

After receiving the criticism from Song Jingshen, Director Wang lowered his head in shame and listened to the meeting quietly. However, this action could not extinguish the anger in Song Jingshen's heart at all.