Chapter 9: Morning Meeting

Chen Minghui walked into her office, just glanced at it casually, and found that the furnishings in her office were a bit out of place.

First of all, in her flower-like years, it should be a season full of innocence and fantasy, but in this spacious office, there is not a single pot of flowers and plants, or a pair of calligraphy and paintings.

Of course, it doesn't matter if she doesn't pretend to be elegant, the key is that her desk is densely packed with four computers.

There are also filing cabinets behind the desks, six solid wood cabinets in a row, all filled with company materials and books.

When he saw it, he sighed and said, "Tan Miaoling, you are the rhythm of a scholar!"

"Please call me Mr. Tan!" she shouted.

"Mr. Tan, I see that you look like a flower and a jade, charming style, but I didn't expect you to be a tomboy!"

"It's work time now, don't talk to me about these useless things, you want to get close to me, I can talk to you slowly when I get home from work!"

He smirked, ran to her boss chair and lay down, and asked rarely, "What do you mean, is it possible that after work, you still want me to accompany you?"

"No, you promised in front of my dad that I must ensure that I am in a good mood every day and sleep well!"

"What are these words!" He jumped up from the boss's chair, ran to her, and shouted with a hideous face: "Hey, are you good to carry it, I am doing things in your 'Haotian Industry', and I have no affiliation with you, let alone let me serve her, even my working time is at my personal disposal." ”

"Then don't go to today's morning meeting!" she exclaimed sarcastically.

"Not really, I still have the minimum work ethic. ”

"Isn't that enough, when it comes to my 'Haotian Industry', I'll be obedient and obedient, okay?"

"But just now, you said that you want me to accompany you home at night, which violates my right to free use of time, not to mention that I am a handsome pot with a girlfriend, and you are depriving me of my right to fall in love!"

"Do you have a girlfriend?" she asked, surprised.

"What's the matter, isn't it in your company that employees are not allowed to fall in love?"

"That's not ......," she said, and she pursed her lips and looked at him unscrupulously, ignoring him.

Fortunately, at this moment, Luo Lijun knocked on the door and walked in, with a smile on her face and said, "Mr. Tan, Mr. Jie is already waiting for you in the conference room, look ......"

"Okay, I'll be there later!" she said, picking up a stack of reports from the table, and when she handed them to Luo Lijun, she instructed: "You send these reports to the heads of various departments, and ask them why their orders this week fell so badly." ”

When Luo Lijun heard this, her face suddenly turned pale.

So she bent down slightly towards her and twisted her round little ass away.

At this time, she stood in front of the desk, closed her eyes and thought for a few minutes, suddenly squeezed out a smile, and asked him coldly: "Chen Minghui, is your girlfriend beautiful?"

He listened and replied nonsensically: "Mr. Tan, it's working hours, about the issue of employee privacy, if you are interested, I can tell you slowly after work." ”

She listened, let out a depressed sigh, gave him a look, and walked towards the conference room......

At this moment, the conference room is extremely quiet.

When Tan Miaoling put on a straight face, she walked into the main seat of the conference table and sat down.

Chen Minghui saw Tan Junjie nodding at him, and then used a contrived gesture to invite himself to sit down in an empty seat opposite him.

When he saw it, he was a little scared.

Because of the position of this seat, it is not only face-to-face with Tan Junjie's seat, but also next to Tan Miaoling.

To put it bluntly, Tan Miaoling is Chen Minghui on the left, and Tan Junjie is sitting on the right.

In this way, Chen Minghui involuntarily glanced at the venue, but he didn't expect everyone to bow their heads.

Chen Minghui's heart suddenly became sad.

I can't guess what rhythm Tan Miaoling is playing.

Last night, I told Chairman Tan that I would be okay, and I only hoped that I would start as a clerk.

Then tell me, how can you sit in this special position?

Is this location special?

Yes, anyone who has a little common sense of the meeting knows that this seat is under one person and above everyone.

Sure enough.

At this time, Tan Miaoling, after looking around the venue, suddenly said with a serious face: "Everyone, I would like to introduce you to a new colleague, his name is Chen Minghui, who is currently serving as a clerk in the company, everyone is welcome to ......"

When she said this, she took the lead in applauding.

However, no one echoed Tan Miaoling's applause, only a pair of surprised eyes, staring at him deadly.

And Tan Miaoling's applause was not only weak, but also seemed so lonely.

At this time, Chen Minghui felt that his face was very hot and his heart was empty.

But even so, he still stood up and introduced himself truthfully......

Everyone listened to it, and felt that this new clerk was just a college student who had just stepped out of the school, but he couldn't help but sit beside Mr. Tan.

However, Tan Miaoling's next words made these bigwigs look at each other.

Tan Miaoling said: "Everyone, I will truthfully report one thing to you, that is, this clerk Chen, it seems that his position is very low, but he is the person recommended by Chairman Tan personally, and his work in the company is not subordinate to my direct leadership, and my father has also assigned him a special assistant, do you know who it is?"

And they shook their heads together.

There are also people with cheap mouths, so they asked without opening their minds: "Mr. Tan, a clerk, do you still need an assistant?"

Tan Miaoling nodded mechanically and said to Tan Junjie: "Mr. Jie, my father wants you to give this Chen clerk a hand, what do you think?"

Tan Junjie smiled beautifully, and shouted arrogantly: "That relationship is good, at least in the future, Mr. Tan, in the big and small matters related to the company, he will not give me orders directly!"

"This is natural!" Tan Miaoling replied affirmatively, and then said: "Mr. Jie, in the future, you only need to report to this Chen clerk, and then this Chen clerk will report to Chairman Tan, and you will not belong to my sister's direct subordinates in the future, do you understand?"

"Okay!" Tan Junjie shouted heartily and shouted with a grin: "That sister, can I stop attending this morning meeting now?"

Tan Miaoling listened, but she didn't expect that her younger brother, a living treasure, would ask such a naΓ―ve question to herself at the morning meeting.

So, she glanced at Chen Minghui and said lightly: "Mr. Jie, if you don't participate in this morning meeting, why do you want to ask me, didn't I just announce that you are Clerk Chen's special assistant?"

When Tan Junjie heard this, the whole person suddenly felt like he was about to boil.

Because this way of working can be said to be his dream.

From now on, I won't be able to get rid of the shackles of this cold sister.

Thinking like this, he opened his voice and asked, "Brother Minghui, then I can leave here now!"

Tan Miaoling heard this, and looked at Chen Minghui in fear.