The Demon Lord said he would not roll again

"It's just some family matters, I've already dealt with them." Chen Yuyu lied.

Jiang Zhao suddenly realized that it was just a trivial matter at home.

"Why didn't you come to me for leave if you have something to do at home?"

Chen Yuyu was very handy as a secretary, but if the other party really had to deal with some urgent private matters, it would be no problem for someone else to take over for a short period of time.

Chen Yuyu hurriedly said, "They are all small matters, and they can be solved without asking for leave."

She didn't know why, but she always felt that Mr. Jiang's eyes had some meaning, as if he suddenly thought of something.

This state was especially like the time when Mr. Jiang wanted to change his get off work schedule.

Chen Yuyu trembled while holding the file, there shouldn't be any problem.

"I neglected it." Jiang Zhao paused the drama he was following and patted his forehead, "Let's arrange a meeting in the afternoon, I have something to say."

Chen Yuyu's pupils shrank suddenly, what?

Mr. Jiang, what did you neglect? As a secretary, how could she not know? There shouldn't be anything neglected.

What meeting? Is there anything that can't be said to a little secretary like her first?

Prepare yourself mentally, she really can't guess it.

"You go and get busy, remember to notify them of the meeting, I'll prepare here first." Jiang Zhao said.

Chen Yuyu's face was serious: "Okay, President Jiang."

Still preparing? What's the big deal?

"Is your body okay?" Jiang Zhao asked again.

"No, there is nothing wrong, President Jiang, don't worry." Chen Yuyu was afraid that Jiang Zhao would suspect that she was sick, so she answered with full energy.

She likes to go to work and is very happy at work.

Don't want to rest.

She is very healthy, has no disease, and doesn't want to go to the hospital.

"Okay." Jiang Zhao held the mouse and opened the document.

Chen Yuyu turned around and left the office silently. Now she wanted to be a giraffe, stretching her neck to secretly take a look at what President Jiang was writing.

Jiang Zhao typed a few words on the blank document: home visit leave.

He had previously ignored the fact that most people in this world have families, and generally, family relationships are close and friendly. He was not born in such a family, so he did not expect it for a while.

People who leave their hometowns to work in other cities here probably go home once a year.

How good is it to have a close and harmonious family, why can you only see them once a year?

The company originally had annual leave, which was time for employees to arrange themselves. He didn't care about that, he just thought that all employees of the company needed a home visit leave.

There are twelve months in a year, and it is reasonable to have two or three home visits a year, right?

It's a pity that the original body had a shallow fate with his relatives. His parents died unexpectedly when he was a child. Later, not long after he took full control of Jiang's family, his grandfather who cultivated him also died. Otherwise, he could still get in touch with them and experience what it's like to get along with relatives.

He remembered a little devil he had saved before. Every year on his mother's death anniversary, he would worship on time, and the other party would also talk about how delicious the cakes made by his mother were.

Jiang Zhao also had a mother. He only vaguely remembered that his mother died shortly after he was born. He didn't know if she could make cakes, but he knew that she should be a good mother, otherwise there would be no living Jiang Zhao in the world of cultivation.

"How long can I go back to the past with the time stone?" Jiang Zhao asked the system.

System: [I don't know about this. ]

Jiang Zhao didn't ask any more questions. He thought that even if he went back to the time when he was born, a small baby's body couldn't bear his power, let alone his memory. Could he really change anything?

Let's put this matter aside for now.

At about two o'clock in the afternoon, the senior executives who were notified to hold a meeting at 2:30 arrived one after another.

"Old Mu, do you know why Mr. Jiang held a meeting temporarily?" Qian Pingrui asked quietly.

Mu Heyang shook his head, his face full of confusion: "I don't know, I asked Secretary Shen, she didn't know."

"It seems that Mr. Jiang has never revealed it to anyone." Qian Pingrui smiled, "The truth about Xu Nanjia's matter has been revealed, and Jiang's has also come out of the storm intact."

Everyone knows that Jiang's won this wave.

Everyone in the company is very happy, if there is a tail, it can be raised to the back of the head.

"Perhaps the sales of Jiang's various products have increased sharply in the past two days, and President Jiang wants us to discuss the company's future plans."

Mu Heyang smiled and nodded. It was indeed possible. Because the truth about Xu Nanjia was revealed, the fans in his family were happy, and he was relieved.

A few days ago, they proposed whether to add production lines for some products under the name of Jiang, but it was rejected by President Jiang, saying that it was completely unnecessary. Perhaps seeing the enthusiasm of netizens, President Jiang plans to change his mind.

In fact, with Jiang's ability, it is no problem to add a few more production lines. When this wave of enthusiasm is over, those production lines will not be idle.

The moment Jiang Zhao walked into the meeting room, everyone called him President Jiang, and then fell silent.

Because this meeting was just a relatively small matter, no information needed to be prepared, Jiang Zhao came empty-handed. Shen Yuyu sat aside and didn't touch any information. Now she is still confused about what President Jiang plans to announce at the meeting.

"This is just a brief meeting. Without further ado, I plan to give all employees of the company a home leave." When Jiang Zhao said this, the eyes of all the senior executives sitting upright almost popped out.

They thought that President Jiang was going to agree to add more production lines, but what is a home leave?

Chen Yuyu had a serious expression and clenched her fists, feeling a little guilty for some reason.

Could it be that she said something happened at home that caused her insomnia, making President Jiang think that all employees needed a home leave?

"I think there can be three home visits a year, five days each time." Jiang Zhao continued, with a smile on his lips, "How about it?"

Chen Yuyu almost fainted, one time was shocking, and three times a year?

Everyone was silent for a long time. They looked at Jiang Zhao seriously, and they were very familiar with his expression when he just decided on that matter and came to inform them.

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