This Warm Marriage is Bone-deep Sweet

  Chapter 1850 Ying Feifei gets scolded!

  On this day, the time is approaching Christmas, and Licheng is also full of festive costumes, with a strong atmosphere.

  Qiao Mu has been meeting in the conference room. After finishing the paperwork, the little girl asked Liu Duo. After learning that there was no more work for her, she sat in a daze in the office.

  But in less than five minutes, the little girl couldn't sit still.

  She checked the time with her mobile phone. It was almost noon, so it's better to go find sister Feifei to have a meal.

  Two days ago, the fifth brother told her that Sister Feifei would be her bridesmaid at the wedding, which made the little girl happy.

  Originally, she was still entangled in the bridesmaid's matter, but now there is a fifth brother who is out, and the problem is solved.

  Ling Zihuan picked up the phone from the desk, walked out of the office lightly, and went directly to the data department downstairs.

  Now, the identity of the little girl in Qiao’s family is basically known to everyone.

  It’s no wonder that I saw her holding hands with Mr. Qiao before, and she was making trouble for a long time. Is it Mr. Qiao’s fiancee or the daughter of the Ling family?

  The little girl has always ignored the rumors of the outside world.

  She walked out of the elevator, bypassed the modeling room, and soon came to the office area of ​​the data department.

   Before I walked in, I heard someone in the corner of the corridor whispering, "How did you do this data?"

  Didn’t I tell you that the accuracy of the data must be guaranteed?

  There is a mistake in such an important link, and then there will be problems with the financial report. Can you bear the responsibility? "

  Ling Zihuan was horrified by the sound of the other party's angry scolding, pursing the corner of his mouth, he planned to turn around and leave.

  It sounds like the other party’s work has gone wrong.

  But, as soon as she took a step, she heard a familiar voice, "Director Zhang, the result of this data is different from what I made, I was..."

   "You still quibble!" Director Zhang yelled, "This result is written in black and white. Can the data be modified by myself?"

  Listen to the sound, it is Ying Feifei!

  Ling Zihuan cat was on the corner of the wall, his eyes turned round and round, and openly eavesdropping.

  She felt that Sister Feifei’s tone seemed aggrieved.

  The surrounding area was quiet for a while, Ying Feifei took the report in the supervisor's hand and sighed, "Don't be angry, I will go and revise it now."

  "You have to review all the data you have handled in the past half month.

  Give it to me tomorrow morning, Ying Feifei, this is work, I hope you can treat it seriously. "

  Director Zhang warned her severely, then gave her a dissatisfaction, turned and left.

  At this time, Ying Feifei stood on the spot, unfolding the report in her hand, her expression ugly and weak.

  There are some things without evidence, and she can't defend herself.

  But the content of the report is really touched!

  The above data sources, including the final data results, are all different from what she did.

  The workplace is like a battlefield. This is the first time Ying Feifei feels the meaning of this sentence.

   "Sister Feifei..."

  At this moment, the little girl poked out a small head from the corner of the wall, looked around, and ran up to Ying Feifei.

  Ying Feifei folded the report in her hand again, looked at Ling Zihuan, and pulled her mouth far-fetched, "Huanhuan? When did you come?"

  Ling Zihuan scratched his head, "Just... not long after I came here, I wanted to eat with you, but I heard your supervisor cursing, Sister Feifei, are things tricky?"

  Hearing this, Ying Feifei smiled bitterly, “It’s not tricky. I was too careless and miscalculated the data.

  But...I may not be able to accompany you to dinner because I have to revise the report form. Should I order a meal for you? What do you want to eat? "

  Ying Feifei suppressed the melancholy in her heart, and did not want to let the troubles of these work affect Ling Zihuan.

  (End of this chapter)