The way to the company is very normal, sitting next to Lu Hansheng, with his hands flat on his lap, the atmosphere is not sound, his mind is full of the scene where the worker dragged the sofa away just now, and the picture of the apartment living room being empty in an instant.

This person really did what he said, the sofa was thrown too quickly, so fast that she felt a pity in her heart, precious materials and precious fabrics, it was ruthlessly dragged away and destroyed.

"Bad breakfast?"

"Hmm. ”

Jiang Yingyue, who was sighing on the sofa, didn't pay attention to what Lu Hansheng was asking at all, anyway, as long as he asked, he would get it, so he didn't notice the man's weird black face at all.

"Oh, yes, then from tomorrow onwards, Miss Jiang will cook by herself. ”

"Huh?"

Jiang Yingyue came back to her senses and turned her head to look at Lu Hansheng with a cold face, "No, what did you just ask?"

A cold look burst out with a cold expression, Lu Hansheng looked ahead, and said coldly: "Stop." ”

The driver hit the steering wheel, and Jiang Yingyue, who was unprepared, hit Lu Hansheng's arm head-on, and the hard muscles hit her forehead and hurt, as soon as she raised her hand and rubbed it, she heard Lu Hansheng's ruthless voice, and her heart was half cold.

"Get out of the car. ”

Jiang Yingyue looked at this man with a changeable personality helplessly, got out of the car with a resentful look on her baby, stood on the side of the road and looked at the resolute lines on the side of the man and said, "President Lu, what do you need me to do now?"

Lu Hansheng didn't look back at her, and said bluntly: "If you go to the company to report by yourself, if you are one minute late, you will add one month to the one-year limit." ”

"I'm ...... God, you are immoral to do this, do you know, you are so ungraceful, you are the dignified president of the Lu family. ”

Jiang Yingyue crackled and said, wanting to pull the car door and get into the car.

"You have thirty minutes left. ”

As he spoke, he walked away mercilessly, leaving the exhaust gas to accompany her.

Jiang Yingyue stepped on a pair of high heels and stomped her feet on the side of the road angrily, it was useless to say anything now, glanced at the time, and then looked left and right at the nearby avenue, at this point in time, there were actually no cars!

"President, Miss Jiang's work has been arranged, but will it cause a commotion in the company?"

Secretary Wang reported on the side.

Lu Hansheng looked forward coldly and said lightly: "Don't pay attention to it." ”

"Yes, this is the latest design drawing of the main winter jewelry, and the people from the design department handed it to me early this morning, please take a look at it. ”

The design drawing has always been Lu's heart disease, but also the fuse point that makes Lu Hansheng's temper explode, everyone in the design department is in danger, desperately designing novel things, once the design director passes, it must be immediately handed over to the president for review, no matter when and where.

In terms of design, Jiang's design has always been very outstanding, but no matter how you check, you can't find the genius designer behind Jiang, which is also what makes Secretary Wang puzzled.

Lu Hansheng glanced at the design drawing, his eyes were full of coldness, how could such a thing become the main winter of this season.

Without saying a word, he pulled down the window and threw the drawings out, which were impartial and happened to be thrown in the trash can on the side of the road.

Secretary Wang looked at the trash can in the distance behind him with distressed eyes, and said that it was really time for this trash can to appear!

"Redo!"

Obviously, he was very dissatisfied with the design this time, and Secretary Wang took it for granted, "Yes, this will notify the design director." ”

Lu Hansheng's voice was cold, and his face was covered with ice, "If this kind of thing is handed in, everyone in this project doesn't have to come to the company again." ”

Secretary Wang's body trembled, and the design director, who had just received the news, wailed in the office.

"Heaven, earth, let me in!"

Then, all the people who designed the project stood in front of the director with their heads shut, and the director's wail meant that the design was flying, and the president was angry.

But what can they do, they can't be fired, they do a good job of salary and bonuses are not ordinarily generous, they are in a dilemma, they can only work overtime to think about the design, and they are living in the company in the past few days, one by one with panda eyes, unkempt, and the final result still fails to live the eyes of the president.

Design Director Gao Lun propped his hands on the work, his standing legs were slightly bent, and after a closer look, he was still trembling, "I received news from Wang Zhu just now, if the things handed in are still like that, all of us have to get out of the Lu family!"

"Hey, no, no, I've run out of brain cells. ”

"My great aunt saw that I was too busy and didn't want to disturb me. ”

"My hair is crying because of the mass number of their brothers and sisters dying every day. ”

With a chirp in his ears, Gao Lun pointed to his head and roared: "Enough, look at me, how heroic and chic I was when I came in, and now, the whole middle-aged bald uncle!"

Then the office instantly quieted down, and Liang Meimei, who was holding her hands in her arms and smiling with a hint of disdain, said with a smile: "Hehe, you will only complain here, there is a problem with the design drawings handed in today, and I have brought it up, but who has listened carefully?"

This time, Liang Meili was originally in charge of the design, but a new designer was recruited, and this responsibility was directly transferred to this designer, and they just helped to help, which made Liang Meili, who was bent on being in the limelight, unconvinced.

"Okay, it's useless to say this now, five days, five days later is the day that determines our life and death, so tomorrow before getting off work, each person will hand over a set of design drawings to me, and I will choose one set of them for further study and processing. ”

As he spoke, Gao Lun looked at Su Mianxue, a new designer who didn't say a word on the side, even if he was angry in his heart, this is also the person who the company dug up at a high price, and he may still need a little run-in.

"Su Design, maybe you just came here and don't know the president's preferences, it's okay, let's try again." ”

"What to try, I don't think it works, hum. ”

Liang Meili snorted disdainfully, twisted her waist and walked out, this time she would definitely draw a design that satisfied the president, and then take the opportunity to climb to his side.

The others also blamed Su Mianxue for this mistake in their hearts, squinted at her, and followed Liang Meili out.

Su Mianxue, who stayed behind, looked calm, she thought for a while, and said softly: "Director Gao, are you sure that today is my final draft?"

Gao Lun nodded suspiciously, "It was the last sketch you handed over to me, what's wrong?"

"Nothing, can you show me?"