Level One Boss: Robbing A Marriage

Ji Jinchuan walked towards the conference room without saying a word, and Xiao Cheng quickly followed.

After Ji Jinchuan left, Feng Yichang sighed and walked in front of Cheng Xin with a sullen face: "From tomorrow, you will not be used to work."

Cheng Xinhong's eyes closed: "Secretary Feng, can you help me and President Ji beg for pity."

Feng Yi was still unmoved by her weeping cry, and she still had a rigorous look: "I have reminded you long ago that work time should be like working, you should pack up and leave now."

Cheng Xin reluctantly packed up, plus those snacks, filled a large carton.

Two colleagues who had a good relationship with Cheng Xin on a weekday comforted her. They just persuaded her to figure it out, and you can find it if you have no work.

Cheng Xin glanced at Shen Youran intentionally or unintentionally, and his tone was full of meanness and jealousy: "Who made me not backed by mountains, unlike some people who did such shameless things."

After Cheng Xin left, everyone watched the excitement and went back to their posts to continue working.

Without Feng Yi's reminding, all the things that are irrelevant to work should be put away with self-knowledge, otherwise Cheng Xin will end.

Shen Youran twisted her sore neck and was about to go to the bathroom. The phone rang. Xiao Cheng called and asked her to copy a document on Ji Jinchuan's computer and send it to the meeting room.

She took the USB disk into Ji Jinchuan's office, logged in to his computer according to the password that Xiao Cheng said, found Xiao Cheng's information on the computer desk, and copied it to the USB disk.

Came outside the meeting room, through the glass window on the door of the meeting room, she saw the company's senior leaders sitting inside, Xiao Cheng was about to play the projector.

And Ji Jinchuan sat at the forefront of the oval conference table, wearing a suit and leather, showing his kingly style.

No one came out to get the USB flash drive, only she sent it in.

She pushed the door in, and the people in the meeting room looked at her in unison. For a while, she was stunned for a while, not knowing whether to go in or out.

Upon seeing this, Xiao Cheng walked around the conference table to the door and took the USB flash drive in her hand, grateful: "Thank you, but I still need your help."

This tone of consultation made her very embarrassed. She is an assistant of the Secretariat, and Xiao Cheng gave the job for granted: "You said."

"Help me keep a record of the meeting." The little assistant who just took the meeting to make coffee has not come back yet, and he wants to play the projector, but he is too busy.

"No problem." She followed him to the projector and stood in the corner holding a pen and paper to start recording.

The chief financial officer continued to report on the company's monthly quarterly situation. Ji Jinchuan listened expressionlessly, until finally, a trace of impatience appeared on his cold face.

The chief financial officer is a person who can look at his face. When Ji Jinchuan frowned, he immediately made a summary.

Ji Jinchuan subconsciously reached for the coffee, but he shook his hand empty and frowned slightly.

Shen Youran immediately put down the minutes of the meeting, withdrew from the back lightly, ready to make coffee.

As soon as he left the meeting room, he bumped into the little assistant who had brewed coffee, and a cup of coffee was on her clothes.

The freshly brewed coffee was still very hot, and she only wore a professional shirt. When she hurt, she took a breath.

The assistant completely ignored her distorted twisted face and said distressedly: "How come I am so unlucky today, this is my third cup of coffee."