forced business manual

Shao Ziqian received Jiang Bai's news on the way home, pursed his lips and turned back to the company, as dedicated as he is, if his wife doesn't go home, of course she will go to the company to work overtime.

When Shao Ziqian returned to the company, Zhou Cheng, who was about to get off work, was stunned for a moment. Seeing the boss's cold face, he immediately understood that Mr. Jiang must not be home for dinner.

Ma'am, if you don't go home, we migrant workers can't get off work QAQ

"Mr. Shao, do you have any arrangements?" Zhou Cheng sighed in his heart and walked up to Shao Ziqian, carefully probing, "Mr. Jiang has a social event tonight?"

No wonder the eunuchs around the ancient emperors all died early.

Know too much.

Shao Ziqian glanced at Zhou Cheng quietly, "Send me the bidding projects that Shao Zi participated in after returning to China."

"Okay Mr. Shao, I understand Mr. Shao." Zhou Cheng shivered under Shao Ziqian's cold eyes, "Do I need to order food for you?"

Shao Ziqian, who thought he could go home to eat his wife's cooking, never thought of ordering a meal, his face became a little colder, "A cup of coffee, ordering is not needed for the time being."

Watching the boss stride into the office, Zhou Cheng also heaved a sigh of relief and returned to his seat. Several employees surrounded him and asked him why Shao Ziqian went back and forth again.

Zhou Cheng numbly lowered his head to search for coffee beans, and replied without distraction, "The wife slave's protest."

After speaking, Zhou Cheng suddenly felt a chill, he stopped his hands, and found that the voices of the surrounding employees were gone, and the sound of breathing was almost inaudible.

He raised his head stiffly, and sure enough, Shao Ziqian was standing in front of his desk with a sneer on his stern face that made him want to kneel down and beg for mercy.

Shao Ziqian raised his eyebrows, "Wife-slave's protest?"

The life and death of a career is at this moment!

Zhou Cheng stood up suddenly, with his hand on the seam of his trousers, his body stretched as if he was about to raise the national flag, "Mr. Shao, I was wrong, you are so wise and powerful, how could you be a wife slave!"

"Heh." Shao Ziqian tapped his fingers on the table, "If you have the time to think about whether I am a wife slave, why don't you hurry up and prepare the materials I want."

"Yes!"

Shao Ziqian didn't say much, and picked up the molar biscuits on the table and went back to the office. This is the only snack he would eat after losing weight, so he asked Zhou Cheng to prepare more.

Watching the boss enter the room again, Zhou Cheng stared at the door and stood in a military posture for 10 minutes. After making sure that it would not be opened again, he collapsed and sat down on the chair, taking a deep breath.

"Zhou Zhu, you're too cowardly." The staff came up to tease him, and before he could dodge, Zhou Cheng grabbed his head and rubbed him.

After kneading Zhou Cheng, he straightened his clothes and returned to his elite appearance in a suit. "Let your boy hurt me, so hurry up and go to work."

The ravaged employee wiped his tears and returned to his seat to sit down. Xindao Zhouzhu had been with Mr. Shao for a long time, and he had evolved into a perverted 11551.

……

Near dusk, Shao Ziqian felt for nothing before realizing that he had finished his teeth-molar snacks. He recovered from the documents and drank his last sip of coffee.

He browsed through the projects that Shao Zi participated in after returning to China, and the only thing he found was that they were nothing special.

The decision-making was not brilliant, and the projects were all chosen mediocrely. His behavior was completely in line with Shao Ziqian's impression of Shao Zigui.

It is true that Shao Ziqian has never paid attention to Shao Zigui for many years. In his opinion, the other party's illegitimate son is an idiot. His heart is as stupid as his mother who is obsessed with house fighting. Somersault.

Moreover, Shao Ziqian believed that he was monitoring his own family. There was no reason why Shao Zi returned to China but he didn't receive any news. There must be other problems.

Thinking of this, Shao Ziqian paused for a moment, leaning against the back of his chair and lighting a cigarette, the guess in his heart amplified a little bit - there was a person who advised him behind Shao Zigui.

If there is such a person, then the identity of this person is worth pondering, who is the knife and who is the hand, he or Shao Zigui.

It seems that Shao Zigui will find time for a while, Jiang Bai's side must deal with it well before that, just before Shao Zigui also consulted with Su Mengjiao about the handover of Shao Ziqian's "serious illness", this is a good opportunity.

Having thought about it, Shao Ziqian calmed down a bit, thinking that Jiang Bai was still eating out at this time, and he didn't know when he would be back, so he felt a little anxious again.

Resisting to ask He Zhenshu about Jiang Bai's itinerary, he said silently, seven o'clock, he will wait until seven o'clock, and he will go to He Zhenshu before returning home at seven o'clock.

Thinking like this, he picked up his coat and walked out of the company.

In the restaurant on the other side, the wine bureau is in full swing.

It was just right for four people to sit at a square table with one person on each side. Jiang Bai held a cup with his hands together. The wine in it was half full from the beginning of the cup, and Jiang Bai's face was a little red after drinking it.

"Jiang Bai, you can't hold too much alcohol." Hua Feng is a pure northern man. This wine is like a stimulant to him. He immediately pulled him into his arms, blushed and said carelessly, "Look at Director Ning, he drinks slowly, but he is actually very good at drinking, right Director Ning?"

Director Ning, who is said to be particularly drinkable, stared blankly at Huafeng, his cold white face turned red, and his usually cold eyes seemed to be immersed in water at this time, moist and moist. There is a sense of innocence.

Jiang Bai looked at Huafeng, who was drunk, and Ning Ting, who was in a daze. He felt that he couldn't hold Huafeng alone, so he pinned his hopes on Yi Le, but found that the child had already become demented from drinking. The big one was lying on the table with an empty cup, playing a phone game with himself.

The ball is over.

Jiang Bai couldn't help but support his forehead, "Director Hua, don't let Director Ning drink it, I don't think he can recognize anyone."

I thought it was over, but Ning Ting suddenly toasted and drank it down, "Ting Ting can drink, Ting Ting is super brave!"

Jiang Bai: "..."

You are super brave and you are the best.

Seeing that he was having fun, Hua Feng hugged him and kept teasing him, and even took a video with his mobile phone. Just watching this scene, Jiang Bai could imagine what Ning Ting would look like when he woke up tomorrow.

After the meal was finally finished, Ning Ting was too drunk to stand up when he came out of the hotel, Hua Feng dragged him into the car owed, and before leaving, he did not forget to make an appointment with Jiang Bai for the next meeting .

Outside the hotel, Jiang Bai was stunned by the car exhaust, then looked at Yi Le who was giggling beside him, and said with a headache, "Do you still know where you live?"

Yi Le tilted his head to look at him, blinked, and continued to giggle.

How much alcohol did that damn Huafeng drink this kid!

Jiang Bai had no choice but to take Yi Le, who was drunk as a fool, to the hotel opposite, gave the kid a room, and then took a taxi home.

It's just that before he entered the house, He Zhenshu's mobile phone was blown up. He tremblingly opened the WeChat that was froze with information swiping, and what he saw was a screenshot of a popular Weibo search.

#Hot Search no.1, broken marriage!Jiang Bai and Xiao Xianrou Hotel opened!

Jiang Bai: "..."

Shao Ziqian who was guarding the vacant room alone: ​​"..."

The author says:

Huamao: How does Mr. Shao feel during the interview?

Mr. Shao: You interrupted me looking for a knife, you know?