President's Wife

Picking up the documents that had been divided into several parts, Zheng Ziqian was about to leave when he heard his boss say, "When you divide up the documents, let them know by the way, and take these documents to the conference room for a meeting."

With a bang, Zheng Ziqian really fell down!Fortunately, he will still protect the materials in his hand from being scattered on the ground, otherwise these things must be divided by himself!

The signatures that fell on the ground are about to cry, boss, can you just ask me to notify them of the meeting?But Mao wants me to run around with the materials? !It's been a long time since I've been upset, right?right?right?

It's a pity that An Jiabao didn't have a good understanding with the secretary on the ground, and he couldn't hear the crazy cry in his heart at all.

The eyes under the bangs were shining coldly, and his bony fingers tapped the table rhythmically. Under his fingers was the small stack of documents.

Hearing such a rhythmic voice, Zheng Ziqian quickly got up from the ground and rushed to the door, running errands as soon as possible. The boss knocking on the table like this is the scariest!

When Zheng Ziqian handed out the five major documents, those managerial figures looked disheveled, and when he said he was going to take these documents to a meeting, some turned pale, some turned black, and some didn't care. .

But Zheng Ziqian doesn't care so much, he is only in charge of running errands now, what's the use of showing him face?There is a kind of running to show the face of his boss!

For the other managers who didn't get the materials, some were happy and some were sad, but no matter what, the meeting still had to be held.

And, you must not be late!

Therefore, on that day, many employees saw that when the secretary of the president came out of the managers' offices, the managers all went out with a serious face, and then started to run wildly in places where there were few people!Goal - conference room!

An Jiabao walked to the meeting room with a calm face, but in the eyes of others, his whole body exuded a gloomy aura!

"Hey! Are you so punctual? It seems like I only called the meeting for less than 10 minutes."

An Jiabao's voice was very crisp, but not as sharp as a woman's. In short, it was a nice voice.

But the managers sitting opposite didn't feel that way. They just felt that the voice was like divine punishment from heaven!They hoped that it would be better if the young president could not speak or not.

Hearing An Jiabao's words, the managers couldn't help complaining in their hearts. The price of being late is being invited home to eat your own. Can they not be on time? !

It’s not that they haven’t protested, but the CEO said, “I’m the decision maker and I have this right. If you have the ability, you can sit in my position, and you can fire me at will!” People calmed down a little.

Some people took advantage of being a veteran to go to the former president to complain, but the former president smiled and said: "I don't have such a right now, kid, just let it go."

Damn it!Is the rice bowl something that can be given away? !Let go out and still not starve to death? !

The old and the young are more ruthless than the other, but the former does not have the same publicity as the latter.

Some people did not believe in evil and tried their own methods, but he regretted it very much. He was 5 minutes behind the president, and it was not yet time for the meeting.

Unexpectedly, the young President An directly told him to pack up his things and leave. The man said that he had done nothing wrong and arrived according to the regulations. He had no right to deal with it like this.

Then, President An smiled gently at him, "Power? In An's, I am power!"

That person disappeared instantly, 90% of An's stocks were in his own hands, and the remaining 10% was given to acquaintances out of kindness.

Said that President An has no power?Who believes it?For this domineering little president, they missed the former president very much!

Arriving later than the president is unethical, and the consequence of being unethical is that you don't have a meal ticket. It doesn't matter whether you are up for a meeting or not, anyway, when the president arrives, it is time for a meeting!you're not here?not yet?Go home and open your own meal ticket!

Ever since, there will be scenes of managers running wildly in the office building.

An Jiabao sat down in his seat calmly. Even though he was covered in street goods, his aura was no worse than that of the managers below wearing famous brands, and he was even better than them.

Zheng Ziqian walked into the meeting room with the materials and notebooks, and sat down next to An Jiabao. The distance between the two was only [-] centimeters.

If it is said that who has the privilege at the meeting, then only the president's secretary has been there for a long time, and only he can arrive later than the president and come in and out at will.

The managers looked at their otaku president, feeling a little uneasy.Those who have ghosts and ghosts in their hearts are all restless.

"If..." An Jiabao just said two words, followed by a series of gasps.

An Jiabao frowned, this voice...

The managers hurriedly took a deep breath, they didn't want to be troubled by the president over such a small matter.

Seeing everyone's performance, An Jiabao was quite satisfied, and it was worth his time to create a willful and domineering president image.

"What if I say I don't like your clothes?"

An Jiabao suddenly dropped such a question, causing the others to look at each other, what's going on?

Even Zheng Ziqian felt strange, what is the boss doing?

"I want you to change into a dress like mine." An Jiabao dropped another bomb.

All the managers exploded in an instant, the same dress?Is it the same face-covering hairstyle or the same street stalls?

The manager of the public relations department was crying, "President, this..." Before he could finish speaking, An Jiabao raised his eyebrows and interrupted: "President?" The faint voice caused the manager of the public relations department who couldn't see his expression to shudder.

"No, I mean, President, our public relations department can't use such a dress. Your dress is so special, so special that we can only look at it from a distance and not play with it. Unfortunately, our public relations department is still a little ordinary It's better, after all, we are going to deal with ordinary people, if those ordinary people see that we are so special, it will make them feel inferior."

The manager of the public relations department emphasized the words "special" and "ordinary". He praised An Jiabao first, and then took himself out.Just get his own department done first, and he doesn't care about the others.

Satisfaction flashed in An Jiabao's eyes. As expected of the public relations department, he was very good and responded quickly enough!

Seeing the constipated faces of the others, An Jiabao finally let them go mercifully, "Okay, only the manager of the PR department can respond quickly, let's see what you all look like?"

The other managers said in their hearts, aren't you scared of this?Just imagining that I look like the president, I can't help getting goose bumps all over my body.

"That's the end of the joke. Now let's talk about other things." An Jiabao suddenly stopped hiding his aura and released his sharp edge.

The heavy aura leaves the managers breathless...