Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

When Tang Yu returned to Shengyuan, he went to the office first. The secretary had already prepared the information. He flipped through it at will and went to the conference room.

Meng Qingcheng followed, smiling: "Did you sleep in Xiacheng last night?"

Tang Yu's footsteps did not stop, and his voice was slightly cold: "Don't talk about personal matters during working hours!"

Meng Qingcheng smiled and walked to the meeting room with him...

The theme of today's meeting determines the plan for the second half of the year, so almost the whole day is spent in the meeting room.

After a long period of high concentration, most people are tired, especially female senior officials and secretaries.

Only Tang Yu sat in the first place. Qinggui's appearance has not changed for half a minute. During the intermission, the female staff rushed to the bathroom to make up powder——

The president does not yet have a girlfriend. Although...the gap is a bit big, people still have to have dreams. What if they come true?

Tang Yu looked at the documents he sent, and was not too satisfied. The expression on his face also showed his attitude. When the meeting was held in the afternoon, the atmosphere became more solemn.

All of them tensed their expressions, for fear that the president would suddenly name their names.

Tang Yu lowered his head and remained silent, and a thin layer of sweat was covered on the forehead of the senior executive who spoke...

Shengyuan’s welfare is very good, that is, ordinary employees earn more than tens of thousands of dollars a month, and almost all the middle-level employees have a starting annual salary of 1 million, but the pressure is not small.

In the past, when Tang Yu became the president, Shengyuan was very happy up and down, and thought he could relax, but Mr. Tang was more workaholic than Tang Zhiyuan.

All the employees of Shengyuan remember that Tang Yu only took over Shengyuan a few years ago. Because of a case, he lived in the company for half a month... That half month was also very difficult for the employees of Shengyuan.

The boss is so hard, you are a small employee, can you stay cool?

At that time, there were natural oppositions, thinking that Tang Yu was a squeeze of employees, but Tang Yu only had to stop there, and Shengyuan's performance that year doubled.

Later, Tang Yu became the myth of Shengyuan, the place on the altar.

No one, dare to question him again!

...

Pei Qiqi should not rush to Shengyuan after school, because she walks a bit slowly because of her period.

Halfway through the delivery of the documents, I felt that the atmosphere today was a little strange, especially quiet.

Xiao Liu is holding a cup of coffee and wearing Sheng Yuan's beautiful uniform, "Because the above is in a meeting!"

She pointed her thin white fingers in the direction above, lowering her voice: "It's been almost a whole day, but it's actually pitiful to think about being a high-level person!"

Pei Qiqi sorted out the documents to be sent in a while, and said casually, "Is this pitiful?"

"The president is fierce!" Xiao Liu smiled, "In fact, he is not fierce, but majestic!"

Pei Qiqi thought, that must be a particularly majestic old man with a beard. Thinking about the scene, she didn't think she laughed.

At this moment, Sister Wen walked out of her office with a pile of materials in her hand, raised her hands, and said to a dozen or so employees outside: "Children, move quickly, now all the materials you need on it are put down The things at hand..."

Xiao Liu spit out his tongue at Pei Qiqi, immediately put the cup down and opened the mail to deal with the matter.

Sister Wen looked at Pei Qiqi, "Just you! Send the files to the 71st floor, don't talk too much, just hand it to Xiao Ran, the secretary of the president."

Pei Qiqi gave a hum, and felt that this was the trust that Sister Wen had placed in her. Didn't Xiao Liu say anything yesterday, she normally can't go above the 70th floor.