After Online Dating to Your Immediate Boss

A welcome meeting was held at the headquarters of MR Group today. A temporary security check point was set up at the entrance of the company, and there was some congestion when entering.

Qiu Ning parked the car. It was already 8:26, only 4 minutes away from the orientation meeting.

Old man Song's mobile phone had already been knocked off the hook. After locking the car, Qiu Ning was about to call back when he called again. The urgent ringtone was particularly loud in the empty parking lot, and he could feel the other party's anxiety without answering.

"Manager Song."

"Hey, your 2G steps are finally connected to the Internet?" Song Guocai's voice came from the other end of the phone. His background was a bit noisy, and he should have arrived at the venue. , it will be faster to pack up and leave.”

His tone was very calm.

Qiu Ning has been with Song Guocai for so many years, and he has already figured out his temper. When this person is in a panic, he seems not to panic when he speaks, but he really wants to kill people with a knife.

While quickly looking for the elevator guide in the underground parking lot, he explained helplessly: "There was a series of car accidents on the road, and I was stuck in the middle of the road and couldn't get out or get in..."

The heavy rain in the middle of the night last night continued until the early morning. Qiu Ning was afraid that the road would be too congested and went out at 6 in the morning. He didn't expect that the plan would not be able to keep up with the change.

It was just a small scratch between the two cars. As a result, when the two owners got out of the car, they quarreled for some reason. The passing driver was watching the bustle and didn't pay attention to the road conditions and bumped into the bus in front. The car went up with a "bang bang bang" like a gourd baby saving grandpa.

Qiu Ning was on the road in the middle at the time, and was stuck in the front, back, left, and right sides. It had been more than an hour since the traffic police came to deal with it.

After a few seconds of silence on the other end of the phone, Song Guocai asked worriedly, "Are you okay?"

"It's okay." Qiu Ning ran in a hurry, his tone a little breathless: "I have already arrived at the downstairs of the company, the underground parking lot is too big, I am still looking for the elevator..."

"It's good that people are fine..." Song Guocai breathed a sigh of relief: "You can move faster, you just met someone who is in charge of the general manager, and President Bi will also come to the scene. Don't make mistakes under the nose of the boss."

It took two seconds for Qiu Ning's brain to realize who Bi always was.

Bi Yujin, the chief CEO and president of MR Group, the genius who developed MR into a leading large enterprise in China at a young age, and the boss of his immediate boss.

Why did the Great God come to an ordinary welcome party.

Qiu Ning secretly scolded these bosses for being inhumane and engaging in some formalism, but he couldn't help but walk faster, and he didn't even stop turning: "I see, hang up here first—"

The body was caught off guard and hit a fleshy wall.

The smooth forehead happened to hit the opponent's chin, and abruptly blocked what he hadn't finished speaking.

In the blink of an eye, there seemed to be a "click" sound of a hard object falling.

Judging from Qiu Ning's years of experience, it was a mobile phone.

The opponent was also unprepared, and took a step back in inertia, but quickly stabilized his figure.

Out of the corner of his eye, Qiu Ning glanced at the opponent's long legs, and he could feel the strength of the muscles even through the straight trousers.

Full of apology, he looked up at the unlucky ghost who was hit: "I'm sorry, brother..."

Then froze.

Before this moment, Qiu Ning never thought that he would be so shocked by a person's appearance that he could not speak.

The man on the opposite side is tall, 1.9 meters upwards by visual inspection, with a neatly combed sideways hair, revealing a full forehead, a straight nose bridge, and deeper eyes than ordinary people, a bit of a mixed race. He is looking down at the moment Qiu Ning, who is 1.7 meters eight, has thin lips stretched out, forming a cold arc.

The other party didn't say a word, but Qiu Ning could already feel the threat.

That is the contempt of the superior.

"cell phone."

The cold tune sounded familiar, but Qiu Ning couldn't remember where he heard it. Before he could think, he searched the ground with his eyes, and finally found a black mobile phone under the wall at the corner.

The model is the latest product developed by the electronic brand under their group. It has not yet been launched, and the estimated price is close to five figures. Old man Song also has one, which was sent by the group.

Only leaders at the district level or above have it.

He picked up the phone, and there were already a few cracks in the upper right corner of the screen, and a small scratch reached the middle of the screen, bending into a mocking arc.

Qiu Ning: "..."

He returned the phone back: "Sorry, I broke it for you. This phone hasn't been sold yet. I can't give you a new one for now. Shall I pay you in cash?"

The voice was clear and familiar.

Bi Yujin took another look at him, then took the phone over: "No need."

Qiu Ning refused to let the other party suffer, and asked: "Which district are you from, I will definitely compensate you later."

Bi Yujin frowned slightly, and asked, "Which district?"

"Me?" Qiu Ning didn't hear his doubts, thinking he was asking himself: "I'm from the marketing department of Jiangbei District, and you're also here to participate in the training?"

He felt that a man with such an aura should be in charge of the entire Jingjiang.

"President Bi," the person next to him called out in a low voice, reminding him, "The time is coming."

It was only then that Qiu Ning saw many people following the man, all of them in neat and slim OL attire, but because of the angle of view around the corner, he didn't notice it.

This group of people stood silently for so long. Is this the professionalism of the big area?

Qiu Ning was in awe.

Bi Yujin looked at the man in front of her, and said, "The elevator is not here. Go straight ahead and then five meters to the right."

Qiu Ning didn't know how the other party discovered his predicament, so he let out an ah, and said, "Thank you."

Before turning around to leave, he kindly reminded: "Hurry up too, the immediate boss is coming too, slip through the back door when you go in, don't be found late."

Bi Yujin looked at him fixedly: "Are you very experienced?"

"Not really..." Qiu Ning felt a little danger from his natural career radar, he frowned, and hurriedly changed the subject: "I'm going first."

Bi Yujin's expression was flat: "Thank you for letting me know."

Qiu Ning didn't notice the instant paleness and weak breathing of the staff behind the man, and waved at them: "I'm from the marketing department of Jiangbei District, and I'll definitely pay you back for your phone later."

After entering the elevator, Qiu Ning realized it belatedly.

This brother, which district is he in?

When Qiu Ning arrived at the venue after all the hard work, the leader in front had already finished speaking.

Fortunately, there were quite a lot of people in the venue, so no one paid attention to him. Old man Song had already sent his location to his mobile phone, and he was leaning against the door not far away, so he slipped in smoothly.

Song Guocai had already noticed him when he entered the door. It was inconvenient for him to talk to him sitting in the front seat of the district leader, so he could only give him a hard look.

Qiu Ning made a gesture of begging for mercy, and sat down as if nothing had happened in the eyes of the people around him.

What the host said, Qiu Ning didn't hear clearly, but warm applause suddenly erupted in the venue, the leaders in the first row straightened up, and the spirits of the people around them changed, and the atmosphere suddenly changed. be different.

Qiu Ning followed suit a few times and looked up at the stage.

A familiar face appeared on it.

The handsome and tall man walked to the podium with calm and steady steps, and there was no smile on his stern face.

There is no flaw in his body, except that his beautiful jaw is a little red.

Next to Qiu Ning was the little girl brought by the administration department, who covered her mouth with her hands excitedly.

Qiu Ning's gaze returned to the top.

The man stood upright and casually raised his eyes to glance at the venue.

The huge venue fell silent in an instant, and people couldn't help but relax a lot.

Qiu Ning:?

Is there a speech session for district leaders?

The harsh male voice was transmitted to every corner of the venue through the microphone——

"Hi everyone, I'm the CEO of MR Group, Bi Yujin."

???

Qiu Ning listened in a daze, and then reread the sentence word by word, word by word.

Hello everyone.

I am the CEO of MR Group.

Bi Yujin.

Qiu Ning: "..."

Hi everyone, P.

Everyone is not good.

Grass.

What did he say to people before?

"Which district are you in?"

"..."

Like a fool.

Old man Song's earnest teaching not to make mistakes is still ringing in his ears.

How should he tactfully tell his leader that he broke the boss's cell phone on the first day in the group, and taught the boss how to sneak through the back door when he was late.

Qiu Ning couldn't help but fell into deep thought.

Can it be cheaper for him to buy the plane ticket back today?

The author has something to say: Minor details have been modified, but the plot remains unchanged——8.29