annoying reborn dog

The boss is not there, and no one arranges work on the first day of work. Xiaocong has been studying how to use the mailbox all morning.

For him, he can't use a computer with his eyes open, but with his eyes closed he relies on his senses, and he can play one, two, three, four, five. This is probably caused by the memory of the legendary body of Wang Xiaocong's original owner.

So much so that when Sun Yiyun asked him to eat at noon, he was dumbfounded: "Do you use the computer without opening your eyes? Don't you need to look at the screen?"

Xiaocong was looking for a way to download the attachment with her eyes closed. After being interrupted by Sun Yiyun, she lost her feeling. She made a mistake and clicked delete, and instead deleted the email.

"I feel better with my eyes closed." Xiao Cong closed her eyes again, recalling how to retrieve the deleted emails.

Sun Yiyun covered her face: "...Are you Duan Yu? You only dare to fight if you are blindfolded."

"Who is Duan Yu?" Xiao Cong fumbled for the deleted folder, and with a shake of his hand, he completely deleted the deleted emails.

"..." Sun Yiyun was speechless, so is this guy playing? "I'll forward this email to you again in a while. Let's go to lunch first!"

Sun Yiyun insisted on inviting everyone to dinner. Several new colleagues were embarrassed, so they chose the cheapest nearby Shaxian snacks.

Everyone finished ordering, only Wang Xiaocong was still drooling at the menu.

"Order whatever you want!" Sun Yiyun patted her chest, "Sister can afford it."

Shallots suffer from selective difficulty, everyone wants to eat what to do!He hesitated, and finally decided: "Add 2 chicken legs to the rice!"

The clerk was stunned, and repeated: "Add 2, chicken legs?" Isn't it chicken gizzards or something?

"Yeah!" Xiao Onion confirmed.

Xiao Cong enjoyed this meal very happily, and he ordered it casually when he came out to eat, and Qin Huaiyang would not force him to control his food intake, and no one would care if he was full.

While the shallots were rippling in their chicken leg world, Sun Yiyun chatted with other colleagues in full swing.

"What are the bosses Yu Yan and Xu Rui doing on a business trip?" Sun Yiyun asked.

"The drone performance exhibition, I went to observe the venue." Wang Run explained, "I will probably be back tomorrow."

Sun Yiyun sighed: "I'm going to perform and exhibit? It's amazing!"

Ren Rong and Xu Liqing looked at each other and nodded: "Their team is indeed very good. At the beginning, I didn't expect the effect to be so good."

"Oh?" Sun Yiyun made a curious request at the right time.

Even the shallots were attracted attention, listening with the drumstick in their mouth.

"You are all employees of the company, so it shouldn't be a problem to tell you spoilers in advance." Wang Run said cheerfully, "They now allow drones to paint. It's a bit difficult to paint a picture of The Last Supper. A picture of the Mona Lisa It's still fine!"

"Don't listen to him." Xu Liqing pursed her lips and smiled, "The drawing is so fine, it's just a similar shape, and the details are too far off."

"By the way, is this project being targeted by someone?" Ren Rong wondered, "It seems that when it was stolen, only the design blueprint of the drone was lost? Or half of the blueprint."

Xiao Cong swallowed the meat in his mouth, and added: "He even peeked at the computer!"

"Computer?" Ren Rong was puzzled. "For safety, we were all required to take our computers home after get off work. Who else could he peek at?"

"The one in the CEO's office." Wang Xiaocong pointed out.

Several old employees seemed to have heard some joke, and suddenly looked at each other and laughed, laughing together.

"The president is a mascot!" Ren Rong explained, "There is nothing in his computer. Yu Yan and Xu Rui are responsible for almost everything. Zhang Qiu only cares about picking up girls."

Xu Liqing sneered: "If the thief stole the girl's contact information, he might have stolen a lot."

Sun Yiyun was surprised: "Then why is he the president?"

"It's rich!" Ren Rong concluded.

In the afternoon, Wang Xiaocong received his first task at work. It was an email from Xu Rui, asking Xiao Cong to sort out a meeting minutes and hand them over to him before leaving get off work. The meeting recording was attached.

Meeting minutes, as the name suggests, is a document that records the main issues of the meeting. Private enterprises are not as formal as state-owned enterprises in meeting minutes, as long as the main topics, contents and decisions are recorded.

For new employees, the most difficult part of meeting minutes is that they are not familiar with the business, it is difficult to extract the main idea of ​​the meeting, and they do not know which are key issues and which are new decision-making measures.But for Wang Xiaocong, he faced even more difficulties. He didn't even know what the meeting minutes were.

The audio attachment shows several men and women discussing the planning plan of the drone exhibition. From the preliminary preparation to the post-finishing work, Wang Xiaocong was dizzy listening to it, as if he was listening to a scripture.

But Xiaocong is not afraid, he has a unique skill for things he can't do - imitating others.

He squinted at the nearest sitting Sun Yiyun, who was typing quickly, his hands flying on the keyboard to form a phantom, and the screen was densely packed with a page of small characters in the Word document.

Shallot grasps the key: typing with Word.

He felt that he had learned it, and he also opened Word and began to write the minutes of the meeting.

From writing at 2 o'clock to leaving get off work at 5:[-], Xiao Cong was extremely tangled in writing.The conference audio lasted for two hours, and there were many unintelligible professional terms mixed in, and a few English words sprang out from time to time when someone spoke, which made it more difficult to write out of thin air.

Xiaocong would become irritable after sitting in one place for a long time. After this afternoon, he felt that he was going to explode from boredom. Feeling very distressed, I gritted my teeth and continued to persist.

Why do humans always have to find work for themselves?Writing meeting minutes is so boring, why don't we just skip the meeting?

Xiaocong thought that if he had the opportunity in the future, he must propose to the host to cancel the meeting. If there is something to do, everyone can create a discussion group to discuss it. When the time comes, just copy the chat history.

Xiaocong praised her wit.

At 5:30 p.m., Wang Xiaocong completed the meeting minutes on time and replied to the host.He originally wanted to express his miss for his master in the email, but his hands were so sore after typing all afternoon, so he had to give up.

After get off work, Xiao Cong ran wildly along the road, expressing the boredom he had been holding back all day, causing several buses to stop at the station and wait for him, thinking that he was chasing the bus.

In the evening, Xu Rui turned on the computer in a hotel outside the city and was satisfied to see that Wang Xiaocong handed over the minutes of the meeting on time, so he clicked to check.

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He silently switched back to the mailbox, carefully read the email he sent to Wang Xiaocong word by word, and made sure that he did not write any misleading words.

He switched back to the meeting minutes written by Wang Xiaocong and stared blankly.

"What's the matter?" Yu Yan came out of the shower, and while wiping his head, he rarely saw Xu Rui's shocked look, and walked over curiously.

Wang Xiaocong's Word document displayed on the computer screen.

〖Meeting Minutes

Xu Rui said: "Today we will first discuss the issues of exhibition design."

The man with a hoarse voice said, "I saw your preliminary plan. The color is not good. The red color is heavy with the theme of the exhibition, and it is easy to be covered by the decoration of the conference."

A woman in her 40s or so said, "How about a light green instead?"

The fat man said: "Okay, then the main color is light green, and the details are all repainted according to the main color."

...〗

Wang Xiaocong misunderstood the meaning of the meeting minutes and spent three and a half hours typing out the entire meeting.

"Hahahahaha, what the hell are you!" Yu Yan laughed so hard that tears flowed down his face.

"It's not something Wang Xiaocong handed in!" Xu Rui also laughed, annoyed.

"Hahaha, don't be angry, don't be angry, look at how seriously he writes, red is written in red fonts, and green is written in green fonts. By the way..." Yu Yan snatched the mouse and pulled down the document. Discussing the font size, there are several huge characters displayed on the document: size 72, which properly occupies a page.

"This is the person you insisted on recruiting?" Xu Rui sneered.

"How creative!" Yu Yan said magnanimously, "Didn't he just mistake the difference between the meeting minutes and the meeting minutes! The kid who just graduated doesn't know much, please explain it to him patiently."

Xu Rui opened another document: "Hmph, look at how well Sun Yiyun wrote this speech, and there is no need to modify it."

"This girl came to the Dongyin project team to get close to the idol, and she will definitely run away when the project is over, unlike Wang Xiaocong," Yu Yan said in support of Xiao Cong, "He vowed to stay until you don't need her anymore, you Cultivate it well."

Xu Rui said angrily, "I don't need him now!"

"Hahahahaha." Yu Yan could not stop happily.

The cartoons on the TV were chirping, and the male protagonist was rolling around on the ground inexplicably. The two people in front of the TV were not distracted from watching.

Xiao Cong didn't know that he was in a catastrophe, and he was still showing off to Qin Huaiyang about his work today.

"Although the work is super boring, I wrote a summary of more than 1 words today!" Xiao Cong hugged a mango and said while chewing, "The font size and color are all newly researched!"

"Excellent." Qin Huaiyang praised, secretly wondering if this is the National People's Congress, and being able to write more than 1 words of meeting minutes is enough to amend a constitution.

"It's just that I forgot what the other boss's name is." Xiao Cong regretted. I knew I would use it so soon, so I should remember it well.

"It's called Yu Yan." Qin Huaiyang said, Xiao Cong seemed to have buried his face in the mango, rubbing his nose all over, he picked up a piece of paper and wiped Xiao Cong's face, "I don't remember, how did you write it?" ?”

Xiao Cong licked the corners of his mouth with insatiable desire: "Fat man!"

"..."

Great for my green onions.

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