Secretary Zhou squatted down, and then, her skirt was torn, and the sewing lines on the shoulder blades of her blouse were also broken......

The eyes of the audience were on her red-faced, and then there was a burst of snickering.

"Secretary Zhou, you're going to lose weight. Dean Ji said with a smile.

He Yong got up and came over, his face tightened, took off his white coat, draped it on Zhou Yan, helped her stand up, and wanted to send her out of the venue first.

A certain belly black monarch spoke: "The meeting hasn't ended yet." ”

He Yong had to stand still, pause for a few seconds, and reluctantly return to his original position.

Zhou Yan put on his white coat, covered the exposed place, stared at Mr. Lin hatefully and said, "Lin Dong, is it interesting for you to treat me like this?"

Dean Ji frowned and stood up, and scolded her, "Secretary Zhou, what nonsense are you talking about!"

"Is it interesting for me to do this?" Zhou Yan cried.

Mr. Lin crossed his fingers, looked at her with a cold face, and asked lightly, "Did I let you do anything other than work?"

Zhou Yan choked, poured tea, changed tea leaves, and picked up pens, there was really nothing excessive.

"You go out first, learn how to work as a secretary, and I hope you can do this job well as soon as possible." Mr. Lin's voice was as cold as ice.

"Lin Dong, I ask for ......"

Mr. Lin interrupted her: "My employees have always been obedient, but you can choose to leave. ”

"......" Zhou Yan bit her lip and turned around with shame and hatred.

"I'll be back as soon as I change my clothes!" Mr. Lin commanded coldly.

I'm secretly funny, is this going to fix her for a long time? Haha, there is a sense of déjà vu between the evil mother-in-law and the little daughter-in-law.

Mr. Lin's eyes fell on He Yong, and he muttered for a while and said, "Dr. He doesn't wear work clothes during working hours, and the bonus will be deducted this month." ”

He Yong's face was already ugly, and Mr. Lin pointed the finger at him, and he stood up.

Mr. Lin smiled faintly and asked, "Do you want to say that I will fix you?"

"Doctor He!" Dean Ji bowed his face to him.

He Yong held his breath, his face swelled with purple, and slowly sat down.

"Nurse Zhou, give this cup of chrysanthemum tea to Dr. He to drink, and lower the fire. Mr. Lin's beautiful fingers tapped on the table.

I was busy holding the chrysanthemum tea, sending it to He Yong with a smile, and said infinitely gently: "Doctor He, lower the fire." ”

He Yong took the tea, took a few sips of the tea, and drank more than half of the cup of tea.

"Okay, the meeting continues, let's speak freely, and talk about any good rectification suggestions for the hospital. Belly Black Jun leaned back in the boss's chair, showing a noble smile, and looked around at everyone.

I returned to him and he pointed to his shoulder and motioned for me to continue the massage.

"Does it still hurt?" I asked softly in his ear, whispering in a centimeter or so between his ear.

"Much better. He turned to me and smiled softly.

I looked at He Yong's dark face, the anger but I didn't dare to be presumptuous, I didn't dare to make a mistake, as if someone was choking the neck, uncomfortable and wretched, which made my heart feel very happy.

Everyone spoke quite enthusiastically, Mr. Lin also listened very carefully, this meeting seems to be over for a while and a half, it is He Yong's turn, he stood up, but frowned, his face was ugly, and he covered his lower abdomen.

"Doctor He, what's wrong with you?" Dean Ji asked, looking at him.

"I'm sorry, I'm going to get off the bathroom. He Yong turned around and walked out quickly.

Dean Ji turned his head to Mr. Lin apologetically and said, "I'm sorry, Lin Dong, I don't know what happened to the two of them today. ”

"It's okay, next. Mr. Lin raised his eyebrows lightly, and his fingers nimbly turned his pen.

He Yong came back after a while, but within two minutes of sitting down, he went out with his stomach in his hands.

I frowned and looked at him, something wasn't right! Could it be that the chrysanthemum tea was really put as a laxative by Zhou Yan。。。。。