Try changing my plan again?

▍Jiang Song is an eight-treasure duck

"……let me see."

Ruan Mian quickly made a timetable in her mind.

Although it was agreed not to accept new orders, the things that had not been finished before were enough to drink in a pot, and the schedule was full.

He scratched his head in embarrassment and confusion, "Can I tell you later? I really don't know for a while..."

I really don't know when this day of managing everything will come to an end.

Jiang Song nodded slightly to express his understanding, "Yes, yes."

Ruan Mian, "By the way, should I send it to you, or should you come to my house to pick it up?"

Jiang Song, "It's all right, it's up to you."

Ruan Mian thought for a while, "Why don't you come to my house to pick it up? You can pick the one that fits your eyes."

Jiang Song, "Okay."

Ruan Mian shook her phone, "Then I'll add you on WeChat and send you your address."

Jiang Song raised his eyebrows slightly, "To express my gratitude, I invite you to dinner."

Before Ruan Mian could answer, Jiang Song pretended insincerely that he was asking for advice, "Shouldn't you reject the client?"

After speaking, he looked back at Feng Yu meaningfully.

Ruan Mian, "..."

Feng Yu stood behind Jiang Song, and when he turned his head and couldn't see him, he began to mouth with a grim face, "Absolutely-yes-no-can-"

Finally, Ruan Mian was the only one left in the empty conference room.

He lay on the table for a while, rubbed his face, and when he looked up, he happened to see through the clear glass door that Geng Wanwan was holding a bunch of snacks, eating them while walking unsteadily.

A single spark started a prairie fire in an instant, Ruan Mian stood up abruptly and shouted, "Geng Wanwan, stop!!!"

Geng Wanwan shivered in fright, paused in his footsteps, and the potato chips that had been twisted in his hand were crushed with a "click".

Ruan Mian opened the door and strode towards her, bowed her waist, stretched out her index finger to touch her forehead, and pointed her head up, "You, die, where, go."

Geng Wanwan's face was full of innocence, and June Feixue felt wronged, "I went to look for you when I found out that you were missing, but I saw you guys having a heated fight in the conference room, so I was embarrassed to go in, it was very abrupt! Then I have nothing to do, I'm just hungry..."

"..." Ruan Mian slammed her fist on the cotton, obviously very angry, but couldn't find her fault, grabbed her potato chips, grabbed a few pieces and stuffed them into her mouth, "I'm alone People, you have to broadcast PPT and talk about the plan, and you have to look at the customer's face and remember the customer's needs, can you feel sorry for me a little?"

Geng Wanwan nodded, and stuffed all the snacks into his arms silently, "...I'll give you all the delicious ones."

Ruan Mian rolled her eyes, and unceremoniously accepted everything.

The two had just walked a few steps when they were blocked by an oncoming small team.

Bi Rongxi is a second-generation ancestor, and his family is engaged in engineering. Although it is almost impossible to squeeze into the upper class, his pockets are bulging.

Surrounded by a group of tattoos and gold necklaces since he was a child, he was called the young master, and he was full of domineering. Even though he grew older and his temperament became a little more stable, the hostility in his gestures would still be revealed inadvertently.

Whenever Bi Rongxi appeared on the stage, the lineup must be in place. He has understood the principle of strength in numbers since he was a child. Wherever he went, he would follow a few submissive assistants behind him, and then walk out like a big brother who would not recognize his relatives.

Bi Rongxi stood in front of Ruan Mian, raised his hand to stop the people behind him, folded his arms and raised the corners of his lips in a strange way, "Our teacher Ruan is very good, anyone can sign the order."

Ruan Mian looked at the other party's "Brother Haonan" posture, the corners of her mouth twitched, she wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, "Mr. .”

Bi Rongxi snorted and straightened his expensive coat, "I know that Mr. Ruan is short of money, and I'm not short of that, so just treat me as a charity."

Ruan Mian usually seems to be joking and talkative, but unfortunately she has never been a soft persimmon to be kneaded by others.

He raised the corner of his mouth with a half-smile, "Hey, one size fits all, no matter how hard you go to measure it, it's hard work and you deserve it."

Although he didn't have the skills to sign it, he still helped measure the room, didn't he?

Bi Rongxi's facial muscles trembled as much as he could, as if he wanted to say something.

Geng Wanwan, who stood beside him without saying a word, twisted his neck from side to side, coughed very deliberately, raised his right hand and slowly clenched it into a fist, making a creaking sound of bone rubbing, "Master, what should I do? Is it good? My unicorn arm, it seems to be a little disturbed."

Ruan Mian nodded slightly at Bi Rongxi, and said solemnly, "My assistant seems to be in a bad mood, and you all know that it's scary for her to be in a bad mood. We have to leave first."

Geng Wanwan's unicorn arm is indeed known to everyone in the entire office building, because her hobby and image are slightly deviated, which is more magical-playing Muay Thai.

At the beginning of summer last year, Ruan Mian and she went out one after the other to measure the room. The new security guard in the building guessed that he was unjust and wanted to accept him. Wanwan one.

How can a tiger's butt be touched?

Geng Wanwan immediately turned around and cursed, "You bastard dare to touch my mother's ass!?"

Everyone who was provoked by this shout stopped and looked back at the excitement.

When encountering such an embarrassing situation, many girls would choose to endure it, glare secretly, and curse in a low voice.

The little security guard had never seen such a battle before. The faces of the onlookers were red and his ears were red. He pricked his neck and argued, "I opened the door for you and accidentally bumped into you. It wasn't on purpose! You bitch, are you not ashamed? What are you yelling?" call!"

Before it was Ruan Mian's turn to stand up for her assistant, she slapped her backhand and slapped the adult man back several steps with lightning speed.

Geng Wanwan shook his hands, wrinkled his nose, "I didn't touch your face on purpose, the unicorn arm is out of control, what should I do?"

The instigator was either eating two catties of bear heart and leopard courage, or his masculinity was suddenly frustrated, his blood gushed out of his mind, and he dared to talk back.

Let’s not talk about the hello after that, the people who eat melons covered their faces and couldn’t bear to watch.

From then on, Geng Wanwan became famous in this building, and Ruan Mian felt a sense of security when she saw her, and she was sure that she really didn't find an assistant, it was clearly a bodyguard.

Seeing the backs of the two fighting for snacks and leaving, Bi Rongxi gritted his teeth with hatred, the roots of his teeth were so hanging that they didn't poke out from the back molars, and Feng Yu, who had just returned, felt his scalp numb with the frightened gaze.

Feng Yu squeezed out an embarrassed smile.

He didn't want to offend anyone, so he just wanted to stir up trouble, "Mr. Bi, don't take it too seriously, this owner is just not suitable for you."

Bi Rongxi glanced at him coldly, "It's because I'm not as skilled as others. You fools are quite normal on both sides. They are all out to make money. Whoever signs the bill is the treasure. I understand."

Feng Yu's smile was fixed on his face and gradually disappeared.

Although the profession of account manager bears the name of a manager, it is actually a person who runs business to attract customers.

Digging real estate, calling sales, looking around for customer acquisition channels, and then assigning the appointments to the designers. After signing the contract, you can get his share of the commission.

The relationship between them and designers is very delicate. On the one hand, resources and distribution rights are in their hands, so naturally no one dares to offend them. On the other hand, in order to increase the order rate, they also need to please those capable designers.

Feng Yu is able to bear hardships and has skills. A large amount of customer information is like an invisible treasure in his hands. Even the company's senior management is polite to him, and no one dares to ask him to be deflated.

But Bi Rongxi is different, he is just a joker, but because he likes the designer's name, he thinks it is decent and pleasant to say, and he does have some talent.

The most important point is that his father is a minority shareholder of YH, so he condescends to become a designer.

Many people secretly call him Mr. Bi, because he walks with his nostrils upturned, like a proud big rooster.

So he really wouldn't give a single point of face that should not be given.

Feng Yu's face was livid, and he silently spat at the back of Bi Rong Xiyang, "What the hell."

After going to the hospital a few days ago, Ruan Mian was determined to treat herself better, returned to her work station, stuffed the contract portfolio in her hand, and froze Geng Wanwan, "Let's go home. "

Geng Wanwan wanted to fight back, but when he stretched out halfway, he realized that he needed something from others, and then retracted, "Master... I have a limited number, so you can drop me off on the way, I am such a beautiful little girl, I am so beautiful at night. It's not safe, is it?"

Ruan Mian opened her mouth, but was speechless.

He didn't know whether to laugh at her beautiful words first, or to hate her outrageous force value first.

How could she be insecure?It’s obviously someone else who is insecure!

Gengwanwan lives in a villa area in the northeast corner, and Ruan Mian lives in the west of the North Third Ring Road. She said that the road is really smooth, and it can be along three intersections. She rounded up the remaining [-] kilometers or so. "A little detour".

Ruan Mian yelled all day to destroy Gengwan Bay on the spot and strangle it to death, but unfortunately she was hard-spoken and soft-hearted, so she reluctantly threw the car keys to her, "Okay, you drive."

Geng Wanwan shook his head firmly, "I can't drive your classic car..."

Ruan Mian, "..."

Geng Wanwan, "Hey... earning so much money, why can't you change to a better car? The gas pedal jingles, and it sounds like a high-end private house designer. You have to pack yourself."

Ruan Mian thought to herself that she really didn't understand the darkness of night during the day, if it wasn't for packaging herself, she would have bought second-hand Xiali back then.

He knocked on the table with his knuckles, "I'm Soul Guangwei, don't engage in those nonsense...I said, can you move your noble butt, let's go!"

Along the way, Ruan Mian kept sneezing, sitting in the co-pilot holding a tissue box, dripping with tears, gasping for breath from exhaustion.

Geng Wanwan glanced at him quietly, "Is Mr. Bi cursing you?"

"Curse or not, I don't know, but his strong perfume must have irritated my fragile nasal mucosa." Ruan Mian took out the last tissue and blew her nose vigorously, but her attention was attracted by the billboards all over the street .

There are large photographs of some plague god everywhere.

Ruan Mian's nose was so congested, her voice was indistinct, "...Li Yuhuai really has a new life this time."

Geng Wanwan shrugged, "It's an era of looking at faces, and they still have acting skills."

Ruan Mian was terrified, "Is he good-looking?!"

Geng Wanwan gave a fair and objective evaluation, "If you don't know him in private, it's still very good."

Ruan Mian twitched the corners of her mouth downwards, expressing her disapproval, and flipped open the phone screen, and found that the company's entire staff group was swiping messages.

Taking a closer look, I was so shocked that I was in a cold sweat—it was all rainbow farts praising myself for turning the tide.

This is undoubtedly to let Mr. Bi publicly execute the sentence.

Ruan Mian was well aware of Bi Rongxi's dog temper, but it only took him half a minute to move himself to the commanding heights of morality.

This is definitely not his fault.

This world itself is home to the capable. If you can’t do it, someone can always take your place. How can a duck with a full mouth just let it go?

What's more, Jiang Song is still an eight-treasure duck with a good harvest.