They are not divorced today

No matter whether Liu Zeyu was angry or not, Song Xinyan's mood was affected.

After returning to the company, Song Xinyan looked at the product plan submitted by the assistant, and mercilessly scolded what they wrote.

"What about the logic of this function? When you click it, you jump to the login interface. I remember that this effect was not what the customer wanted when they mentioned it. Huang Xinxin, it's best to listen to the recording of the meeting again."

Huang Xinxin: "Yes, Brother Song, I will listen to it a few more times."

Song Xinyan looked at the only boy in the group: "Tang Ziyang, you are even more careless. How many times have you said it? Pay attention to details. Pay attention to details. You can make two mistakes in five words."

Tang Ziyang is tall, a sunny and handsome boy, recognized by the department as a fresh meat with muscles, and now he is scolded like a yellow flower that will wither tomorrow.

Tang Ziyang: "I will definitely change and never make the same mistake again!"

Song Xinyan said coldly: "Remember your own promise."

As for the other team member who was about to leave, Song Xinyan endured it, but still didn't say anything. It's normal not to want to work before leaving, and he shouldn't be angry.

The mother-to-be who was about to resign felt her heart skip a beat after seeing the leader's eyes: "..."

Song Xinyan put away the hostility on her face and said, "Okay, that's all for today's weekly meeting, and I'll submit a new plan before I get off work on Monday."

"Yes." The team members felt relieved.

When Song Xinyan left the small conference room, the three of them were muttering.

"Xinxin, what happened to Brother Song?" asked the mother-to-be. Although she was not scolded, she was also frightened.

Huang Xinxin shook her head: "I don't know." The main reason is that she doesn't really want to talk about it with her colleagues who are about to leave. She still wanted to hang out with Brother Song before.

The mother-to-be looked at Tang Ziyang again. The latter was still worrying about the plan she had written. There was no one to gossip, so she had no choice but to leave the small meeting room with the computer in her arms.

Huang Xinxin and Tang Ziyang glanced at each other quietly.

Huang Xinxin said without anger: "Brother Song used to be so kind to her. When he came here, he didn't know anything. She taught her by hand. After making a rich second-generation boyfriend, she used an excuse to go back to her hometown to get married. It seems that she is still our customer. Really. I'm sorry for Brother Song."

Tang Ziyang: "Sister Xin, Brother Song doesn't care, why are you angry?"

Huang Xinxin: "Brother Song is generous and doesn't care about it. I can't. That dead woman really pissed me off."

Tang Ziyang: "However, I heard she said that she will take leave next Monday to have a baby at home, and will not come to the company to work again, and no new recruits have been recruited. Her work may be divided between us."

Huang Xinxin took a breath: "Sure, let's see how Brother Song divides it."

Tang Ziyang: "Success, but Brother Song, why are you so angry today?"

Huang Xinxin: "Gossip, how do I know."

After Song Xinyan returned to her work station, she reflected on her behavior. It was a bit wrong to bring her personal emotions to work and affect others. I don't care about any work.

Just as he was about to get up to pour a glass of water to clear his head, he saw Yan Jianshan and Mr. Li from the sales department leading two people in. Their attitudes were very modest and polite. This was the attitude towards customers, that's right.

Song Xinyan retracted her stretched legs and sat back on her chair.

His movements were still a step slower, and someone noticed him.

Liu Zeyu suddenly stopped Yan Jianshan: "Mr. Yan, is there a colleague named Song Xinyan in your department?"

Yan Jianshan was very surprised: "Yes, you know each other?"

There was an unclear smile on Liu Zeyu's face: "I know, why don't I know, what is he responsible for in your department?"

Faced with the doubts of the big client, Yan Jianshan knew everything, and he sold Song Xinyan all at once.

After listening, Liu Zeyu's smile widened again, and after a while, Song Xinyan was called to his office by Yan Jianshan.

Song Xinyan's mood may not be very good, but she tried her best to show that she didn't care, and she won't lose if she loses.

At the same time, Yan Jianshan also called Manager Liu who was originally assigned to be in charge of the Zeshui project.

Manager Liu arrived at the office faster than Song Xinyan.

When Song Xinyan entered, there were five people sitting on a group of sofas, and with him, it was the sixth.

Sitting on the double sofa is Manager Liu.

Song Xinyan said: "Mr. Yan, Mr. Li."

Mr. Li smiled and said, "Xiao Song, I didn't expect you to know Mr. Liu, so you don't need my introduction."

Song Xinyan glanced at Liu Ze, knowing whose idea it was, and said with a light smile, "I met once a few days ago." What he said was that he was not familiar with the person surnamed Liu.

Mr. Yan and Mr. Li thought that he and Liu Zeyu were very familiar, mainly because they asked so many questions just now. Forget it, knowing each other is better than not knowing each other.

Liu Zeyu, who was pissed at noon, was smiling all over his face at the moment, and he couldn't see the depression at that time.

"Indeed."

Song Xinyan knew that she probably wanted to sit with him for a while, so she sat next to Manager Liu and didn't say much.

Drink tea when you should drink tea, and resolutely don't interrupt.

Manager Liu thinks highly of this young person in charge of the Zeshui Company, and spreads good words without money, and even praises Liu Zeyu so much that there is nothing in the world, from education to character, and from family background to temperament, Song Xinyan is still No. [-] He was so eloquent once.

Liu Zeyu has been praised since he was a child, and he is used to these rainbow farts. He is indeed good-looking, and he does have an enviable education and background. He has the capital to be proud of.

On the contrary, Song Xinyan was unbelievably quiet, laughing along with her the whole time, occasionally nodding her head in agreement.

The one who came with Liu Zeyu was his subordinate, a college classmate who had a good relationship with him, and was very talkative.

After the whole process, Liu Zeyu didn't give Song Xinyan a look. He guessed that the other party wanted to give him a bad impression and deliberately snubbed him, but he didn't expect Song Xinyan to adapt well.

In fact, many things are almost ready for the project, and now the personnel from Zeshui's side are sent to their company to understand the situation and carry out product development.

Liu Zeyu suddenly said: "By the way, Mr. Yan, you haven't appointed a product manager in charge of our company's products yet."

Mr. Yan felt the scorching eyes from Manager Liu, but Liu Zeyu had met Song Xinyan before, so he was not sure about their relationship, so he had to compromise and said, "We haven't decided yet."

Manager Liu was about to intervene to sell himself, but he couldn't stand the decision-making power in the hands of others. Yan Jianshan's intentions were good, but he didn't expect Liu Zeyu and Song Xinyan to have a relationship here.

Song Xinyan still didn't interrupt.

Liu Zeyu said: "I remember that your product manager needs to come to us to understand the situation."

Yan Jianshan replied: "Yes, but the cooperation of your company is needed. After all, the final users are your employees."

Liu Zeyu nodded: "Understood." His eyes fell on Manager Liu, but he smiled slightly at Song Xinyan, "Since you haven't appointed someone to come over for this project, we also know Xiao Song, why don't we let him come to my office? When the company comes, we will directly connect with him in the future, Dacheng, what do you think?" Liu Zeyu also pretended to seek advice from his classmates.

The talkative man named Dacheng said, "Yes."

Song Xinyan, who had always seldom spoke, said, "Mr. Liu, my experience in this area is not as good as our Manager Liu. You should stop thinking about it."

Liu Zeyu said with a half-smile, "If you don't do well, I will definitely complain to you, Mr. Yan, for a replacement. Mr. Yan, Mr. Li has no objection."

Hearing this, Manager Liu felt much more comfortable. Mr. Li and Yan Jianshan only felt that Liu Zeyu was joking, so they relaxed.

Only Song Xinyan knew what Liu Zeyu meant, and said with a smile: "Of course, it's better to be respectful than to follow orders."

Liu Zeyu didn't want to stay any longer, he still had something to do at night, and the thought of being able to control Song Xinyan's time in the future made him feel very comfortable. When he left, he shook hands with Boss Yan and the others in a friendly manner, and automatically skipped over when he arrived at Song Xinyan's place.

Because Song Xinyan didn't reach out at all, the two refused to make physical contact with each other.

After they left, Song Xinyan entered Yan Jianshan's office.

Song Xinyan wanted to reject the Zeshui project: "Mr. Yan, it was decided before that Brother Liu will be in charge. It would be better for Brother Liu to continue to take over."

Yan Jianshan said: "It doesn't matter. I still have a new educational institution project in hand. I originally wanted to hand it over to you, but now I will hand it over to him. Mr. Liu said this to his face. It's not easy to change. I believe Liu Bo understand."

Song Xinyan didn't want to care about Liu Bo's mental capacity, he just didn't want to get in touch with Liu Zeyu, obviously Yan Jianshan didn't make sense here.

"But I haven't recruited newcomers in this group, and there are not enough people."

"I urge personnel to recruit someone for you as soon as possible. This project is done well, and it will be very beneficial to the transformation of our company. Xiao Song, you will be a hero at that time."

"It's okay, but I have to wait until I recruit a suitable product assistant. At that time, let Huang Xinxin stay in the company to guide the newcomers, and I will take Ziyang over there."

"This arrangement is fine, and Ziyang really needs to take it out to sharpen it. His ideas are very aura."

The two chatted for a while before Song Xinyan left Yan Jianshan's office.

When he returned to his workstation, other colleagues who passed by looked at him with strange eyes, and probably understood what it meant.

Manager Liu is not a good friend. If it weren't for his petty temperament, he would already be a product director at this age. It should be him who told the story of the new project being transferred to him. Not many good words.

Song Xinyan just felt a little bored, it would be better to test the product she was in charge of a few times if she had the time to babble, and fight in the office all day long, it's really boring.

Huang Xinxin and Tang Ziyang were seated close to each other, and the two were filled with righteousness and indignation, fighting for the leader in their respective small groups.

When it was time to get off work, Song Xinyan didn't care about them.

There are a lot of unread WeChat messages on the phone, and 90.00% of them are at work. Five, I don’t want to read them, and the rest are what Song Xinyan wants to read.

Qin Mulang: I don't work overtime at night, I'll come pick you up later.

Qin Mulang: Are you in a meeting?

Qin Mulang: I want to eat barbecue tonight, so I made a reservation and ordered your favorite bacon.

Qin Mulang: I also bought a movie ticket for 08:30 p.m., which is your favorite Marvel series.

Seeing each message sent by the other party, my depressed mood improved a little bit for a day, and I wanted to fly to the other party immediately.

When it was time to get off work, Song Xinyan got off work earlier than usual.

It was raining heavily outside, and many people stood in the hall waiting for the rain to subside.

Song Xinyan, who was standing in the crowd, looked up and saw a man walking towards him with an umbrella. Suddenly, the little unhappiness left in his heart disappeared without a trace.

Someone remembers what you like to eat, remembers what movie you like to watch, remembers that you didn't bring an umbrella to work, why should you be angry about trivial things.

What's more, he really, really, really likes this man in front of him.

Qin Mulang, who was holding a big umbrella, put his hands on Song Xinyan's shoulders, pulled him closer, and said with concern, "Let's go, what are you thinking?"

Song Xinyan gave him a slight smile: "No." His eyes were full of love for the other party.

Qin Mulang licked his lips, wanting to kiss him a little bit.