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The door opened and came in was the new chief secretary, her pretty face was calm and gentle, she approached the table with a tray, and said in a tone that was neither warm nor cold: "This is your coffee." ”

Ye Jiamei nodded and said lightly, "Thank you." ”

Luo Shen put the coffee on the right hand side of the guest, turned the cup in the direction that she could easily reach, and leaned over to leave.

"By the way, may I ask-" Ye Jiamei asked in a clear voice, "You seemed to have said your name last time, but I forgot, sorry, can you say it again?"

Luo Shen avoided those persecutive eyes, "My name is Luo Shen." So, if you need to call me again, I'll go out first. ”

Ye Jiamei leaned back in the chair, looked at the elegant back and left calmly, and returned to the cup of coffee.

Thinking of what Luo Shen said to the assistants when she was standing at the door of the secretary's room just now, she felt that this secretary had a completely different style of acting from the previous one, and the way of winning people's hearts was completely different from the previous one.

"It's a lot of fun. Ye Jiamei said to herself, "Will Si Chen feel the same way?"

The color of the coffee was no darker than before, light brown, and the surface was no longer waveless, and she never dared to expect this secretary's room to brew decent coffee, she picked it up and sipped it tentatively.

After a slight bitterness in the mouth, there is a slight sweetness of the aftertaste. Does this secretary have the ability to perceive people's hearts? Or is it a coincidence? This cup of coffee is very close to the taste she likes, but it is definitely not the taste that Mo Sichen likes.

Just when Ye Jiamei's heart suddenly had an unexplained layer of unease, she raised her eyes to see the photos changing on the computer screen on the desk, and she knew that this was a slide show for the screen saver.

It's all landscape photos, looking at them one by one, there are vast blue skies and white clouds, secluded mountain streams and dense forests, grasslands and streams, and-

A picture of a girl's back, three in a row, each with that long scarf with red stripes on a gray background. The first is the girl with the scarf around her head leaning on the fence of the pasture to look at the sheep in the distance, the second is the girl holding the scarf high and flying in the wind, and the third is the girl with the scarf masked and looking back sideways.

Ye Jiamei's heart shrank. This back is slender and soft, with a charming posture, and the temperament can be seen from the back alone.

Who is she? Why is she in Mo Sichen's lens? The inexplicable vigilance made Ye Jiamei slightly nervous, if it was one, it would be understandable, but the three photos are from different locations and different scenes, the focus is that the girl's clothing and weather are also different, obviously not taken on the same day.

This set of photos was taken by Mo Sichen, and Ye Jiamei is very familiar with the angle and breadth of his framing.

She thought that the slide was getting too slow, and she wanted to see if there were any pictures of the girl's face, and with a slight movement of the mouse, the screen saver disappeared, and a small blue box appeared to enter the protection password.

She tried to type in Mo Sichen's birthday, her own birthday, and the anniversary of their acquaintance, all of which were all wrong! She randomly combined them on the numeric keypad, and even called to ask Mo Sichen's parents' birthdays, but she still found nothing.

It seems that the only thing to do is to wait for the screensaver to start again.

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In the conference room, Mo Chuxing, the always quiet vice chairman, raised his eyebrows in shock because of the three proposals submitted by Mo Sichen in a row.

Mo Chuxiong looked at the son of the new executive director, who had only been in office for a month, with a thoughtful expression.

His proposals are too bold and too nerve-provoking.

The idea is novel, but the point is that a huge amount of money must be invested in order to implement, but the after-effects are also predictable.

"Ahem, General Manager Mo," Mo Chuxing, who has senior financial experience, cleared his throat and said, "Your proposal briefing is wonderful, but have you calculated how much money you want to invest when you put forward three improvement plans at the same time?"

Mo Sichen heard that his uncle's words were not all in agreement, nor necessarily all of them, but a gesture of observation, and he was about to answer, but his father spoke first.

"In my opinion, these concepts do not all come from General Manager Mo, but have some flavor of foreign company management, is this really suitable for us? Especially the administrative office process improvement plan, is it appropriate to apply it to the hotel industry?" Mo Chuxiong asked sharply, looking at Mo Sichen with blazing eyes, "I think among them, the most feasible is the meeting improvement plan." ”

Mo Sichen was standing in front of the projection screen, tapping the electronic pen, and the screen cut to the administrative office process that seemed to be vetoed by the chairman.

"In this proposal, I think what needs to be emphasized more is the realization of the assessment goal, and the integration and improvement of our original assessment system is exactly suitable for the management of a chain hotel like ours. Mo Sichen pointed to the flow chart on the screen, "Our own intranet is already very mature, but the advantages of single-line email contact are significantly stronger than the multi-line parallel of the new process. ”

The participants were all senior leaders of the group, and his explanation was naturally straightforward, and some people had already nodded slightly after deep thought.

"Everyone, please look," Mo Sichen's hand shook slightly, and the red light point of the electronic pen pointed to the lower right corner of the screen, "All the processes come to the end, pointing to the assessment goal, and use the realization of this goal to promote performance ......"

Everyone's attention was focused on this proposal, and the more he talked about it, the more confident he became, and the more convinced he was of the correctness and necessity of this proposal.

Mo Chuxing looked at Mo Chuxiong next to him, and secretly envied his brother for raising such a son, although the proposal may not be passed, but his ambition and vision are no longer comparable to himself, let alone his own immature son.

After Mo Sichen put down the electronic pen and stopped explaining, Mo Chuxing pointed to the projection and asked, "If this proposal is passed, how are you going to implement it?"

Mo Sichen nodded at his uncle and said, "A development team will be set up to do it, but program development should be done by a professional software company." ”

"Hmm," Mo Chuxing replied nonchalantly, "My personal opinion is that the capital budget you have made is not detailed enough, and the investment of a single proposal exceeds the limit that can be decided by this meeting, and it still needs to pass the shareholders' meeting, so you can find a calculation expert to be more detailed." ”

Is this the meaning of the proposal? Mo Sichen was puzzled for a moment, and his eyes turned to his father.

Mo Chuxiong only said: "Then vote." ”

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When Mo Sichen came back, Luo Shen was thinking about the fate of the three proposals, and when he raised his eyes and saw his boss, he quickly stood up and cast an inquiring gaze.

The general manager's expression was secretive, and he went straight through the attention of the girls in the secretary's room, and was about to open the door of his office, when the chief secretary hurriedly reminded:

"General manager, Miss Ye is here. Luo Shen pointed to his door, "I've been waiting for a long time." ”

Mo Sichen was stunned for a moment and opened the door.

Ye Jiamei suddenly raised her head when she heard the voice, and looked at her boyfriend who stopped at the door with a deep thought in her eyes.

After the two looked at each other in silence for two seconds, Mo Sichen entered the house and closed the door.

Of course, he noticed the strangeness in Ye Jiamei's expression, she had been looking at his computer screen just now, a flash of worry, he took a few steps to turn to her side, glanced at the screen and breathed a sigh of relief.

All she was looking at was protecting the pictures.

"How long have you been here?" he put the information on the table, and then remembered that it should be handed over to the secretary to sort out, so he pressed the internal line and explained simply: "Come in." ”

This is the way he usually communicates with his new secretary recently, but it seems too casual in Ye Jiamei's eyes, and she can't help but glance at him.

Soon, the secretary knocked on the door and came in, and in the tray in his hand was a glass teacup, and the green hairy tea leaves could be seen in the water.

"Your tea. Luo Shen saluted slightly to the two people sitting at the desk, and then turned to his boss and asked, "General manager, what are the instructions for me to come in?"

Mo Sichen pointed to the information on the table: "This is today's proposal, you can sort it out again, and I have marked the areas that need to be improved." ”

Luo Shen took it with both hands, and turned his inquiring gaze to him again, "So, how many proposals have passed?"

"Do you think it won't all pass?" he asked, smiling in his tone, "and guess which one didn't pass?"

"Uh," Luo Shen suddenly bowed in a hurry, lowered his eyes and turned around, "I'll sort it out first." ”

Holding the information in her arms tightly, she leaned against the door panel for two seconds after going out, inhaling deeply and suppressing the depression in her heart. Just now she saw Ms. Ye's resentful gaze!

She was sure there was wariness and anger in that look.

So, she escaped in a hurry.

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In the door, because Ye Jiamei occupied the chair and had no intention of getting up, Mo Sichen had to take his teacup and sit on the sofa.

"How long have you been here?" he asked, picking up the topic that had just been cut off, "Wait for me to have something?"

Ye Jiamei's eyes just glanced at the photo of the girl on the screen, and the question that she had held back for two or three hours finally came out: "Who is this woman?"

Mo Sichen raised his eyes to look at Ye Jiamei sitting behind his desk, "What woman?"

"For yourself, you've been chasing her for days, right?" Ye Jiamei said firmly, "You won't say that you forgot who she is, right?"

Mo Sichen's eyes narrowed slightly, he got up and walked over, glanced at the screen, his heart was slightly cold, and he said indifferently: "When I was traveling in Lijiang, a passenger in a tour group took pictures casually, because I have been on the same line, you can say that I have been chasing her to shoot." ”

"Lijiang?" Ye Jiamei pondered slightly, "Sure enough, it's the capital of sexual encounters, I should go with you no matter what." As she spoke, she looked at him with a cold look in her eyes.

Mo Sichen heard the irony in her words, suddenly became interested, sat back on the sofa, and asked an innocuous sentence: "Do you want to eat lunch together?"

Ye Jiamei wanted to question again, but seeing that his face was already unhappy, his heart was even more angry, "I came to want an answer, you must give it to me today." ”

"What's the answer?" Mo Sichen asked flatly, looking at the well-defined hairs in the teacup.

Between them, there is usually one trade-off.

He never touched her edges, he always tolerated it, and he always insisted on certain things, such as trying not to have too close physical contact with her, and not accepting her asking him to participate in her family gatherings too often.