Half an hour later, the meeting resumed. After drinking the hot soup quietly, my breath cleared a little.

Chu He's annual meeting plan is burning money, and Jing almost threw this plan into the trash.

"Why is there this?" Quiet has already deleted several items in a row.

Chu He was indeed to the point where he couldn't bear it anymore, and his smile gradually disappeared. "Miss An, although it is said to be an annual meeting, it is always the 50th anniversary of Yisen!

Chu He could hear the sound of banknotes slicing and passing by her pocketbag flowing elsewhere.

Quiet threw the folder all over the conference table, sliding forward with too much force. "What kind of is this! We've paid you to show me this?"

Most of the people in Yisen are very familiar with Jingjing, and they are surprised by her hot style.

Quietly pointed at Chu He, his voice hoarse, but his posture did not lose half of his arrogance. "The venue is a resort that we've always used in the past, so forget it. What kind of celebrities, cross talk, dancing, singing, and magic? What kind of thing is distinctive, and it can't be done by throwing money at it? Just by the word "Yisen", some people come, do you still use your bullshit public relations company? How much is it in the middle, do you think I'm stupid?"

Wu Junke felt that what Sister Qin brought just now was not chicken soup, but completely chicken blood.

Chu He secretly glanced at Jing Wenyuan, thinking that it was time for him to come out and save the scene.

Jing Wenyuan still didn't move, for him, it was not the time.

Quietly open the thermos cup, and hot white mist comes out of the mouth of the cup. "Yisen's 50th anniversary, in the whole plan, there is nothing for me to see with a soul! It's all vulgar and scumbag, you discuss the characteristics with me? You used singing and dancing to make a hasty celebration of our Yisen's 50th anniversary, do you have the peace of mind to earn this money?"

Although what he said quietly was the truth, how could Chu He accept her such unkindness. "Then may I ask, what is the soul, is it a lot of money thrown under the stage?"

Chu He looked quiet and more like a rich man, like a farmer entrepreneur.

Jing Wenyuan just wanted to speak, but he couldn't catch up with Chu He's rhythm of looking for death.

"I have to explain this to you, you really have the face to ask!"

If it weren't for the urgency of time, the company would have to be changed.

Jing Wenyuan shook his head, Chu He really hit the muzzle of the gun. He stood up. "Yisen is full of talents, each department has one or two programs, come to a competition, they are all acquaintances, and the watchability is higher than that of stars, and even with coaxing, cheering, the atmosphere is rendered, and the field must be lively. ”

Chu He thought that this Jing Wen was far from helping her.

Jing Wenyuan felt that meeting this couple was also exhausting. Ji Dongli circled the money and ran away, that was clever in the wrong place, wherever there was money to be made, he was everywhere. And Chu He didn't know how to be flexible, so he put the opportunity to death in the place where the celebrity was invited to get a commission.

"Yisen's annual meeting is the feedback to employees, employees are the greatest wealth of our company, so it is not that we throw money to them without brains, this is the people's desire. Each employee participating in the performance will be given prizes, and then the first, second and third prizes will be set according to the ranking. As quietly said, the money that was originally invited to celebrities is put into practice, which is more practical than letting employees look at those little fresh meat. ”

Jing Wenyuan threw the words to Chu He, so that her mind should be clearer, and stop being entangled here.

Except for Chu He, almost everyone thought it was good.

"That's fine. "Wu Dequan's attitude towards Jing Wenyuan has been pretty good recently, after all, it depends on Wang Yun's face.

Wu Junke also nodded in agreement.

"Quiet, what do you think?" Jing Wenyuan took the initiative to ask Quiet's opinion.

Quiet was coughing with her mouth covered, she couldn't answer, she could only nod her head in agreement.

"Then a notice will be issued for each department to discuss and arrange for itself. But the board of directors, shouldn't there be a few programs?"

"What else can we perform, we old guys? We're just ready to break the fortune that day, and we'll be arched and stuff money into the red envelope. Wu Dezhi remembered that he hadn't made face a few years ago, and he looked at the quiet.

Quiet only as if she didn't see it, and continued to drink her hot tea and wipe her snot.

"Jun Ke's piano plays well, I didn't play it often before, but I haven't seen you play it in the past few years, this time I showed my hand. "There's a shareholder proposal that is also uncle-level.

Wu Junke was just about to shirk it, when a quiet and hoarse voice sounded again. "Okay, with Yan Zihui, how good is Qin Se and Ming!"

Yan Zihui listened to the quiet words with obvious jealousy, and the person suddenly came to the spirit. "Junke, that's a good idea. ”

"I haven't touched it for years, and my hands are raw. Wu Junke turned his head sideways and glared at the silence.

Quiet disagreed, and continued to push Wu Junke high. "If you are afraid of something, you can practice for a few days. You're the chairman, if you don't take the lead, how can you do that?"

"Yes, we practiced together for a few days, and we have been playing since we were children, and we can't go anywhere. "Yan Zihui and Quiet's first cooperation came inexplicably.

Wu Dezhi sneered in his heart, it seems that Wu Junke will not be able to escape Yan Zihui's clutches. He was at a loss, and he had to let his nephew taste it. "Jun Ke, don't shirk it, we uncles also want to see the two of you play the piano together!"

Wu Junke was hit left and right, he really wanted to learn to be quiet, and pointed at Wu Dezhi and said: You still have a face to look at? Look at you big-headed ghost!

However, this refreshing energy can be passed through in my heart, and if I really want to turn it into practical action, it is still unseemly and inappropriate.

Several other people who were on Wu Dezhi's side also lobbied. "Yes, Junke, you have to take the lead. ”

Wu Junke patted his old father's leg under the table, but Wu Dequan got out of the way, with no intention of rescuing him from the siege.

In the end, Wu Junke felt that he was forced to go to Liangshan, so he could only agree.

Jing Wenyuan felt that the silence gave him a good opportunity, and Yan Zihui walked into the public's sight like this.

"I also have a suggestion, should our company have someone who is responsible for dealing with the public relations company, after all, the amount of appropriation involved in this annual meeting is relatively large, so it is better to be cautious to avoid unnecessary misunderstandings. ”

"Well, it's necessary. Otherwise, let Mr. Xu do it. ”

Before Jing Wenyuan could speak, Wu Junke settled down.

Xu Yunyun was overjoyed. "I'm going to do it well. ”

The meeting was dispersed, and Chu He followed a few shareholders with a look of dissatisfaction and an emotion that could not be triggered.

Quietly tightened the cap of the thermos cup and prepared to leave.

Yan Zihui couldn't wait to walk to Wu Junke's side. "Junke, what do you say we play?"

"Don't you love the wedding of your dreams?" Quiet stood up with a thermos cup.

Jing Wenyuan didn't leave the conference room in a hurry, he watched the slightly weird interaction between Jing Jing and Yan Zihui.

Yan Zihui thinks that it is a blasphemy to be quietly said about "Dream Wedding".

"We don't need you to give us ideas. ”

Quietly coughed twice. "How unrealistic the wedding in my dream is, everything is gone when I wake up from my dream. The Dance of the Golden Serpent is right for you!"

Quiet is another provocative provocation.

"You're ......!"

The quiet and Yan Zihui's bickering made Jing Wenyuan seem to understand a little, but he was even more confused.

"What a joyful song!"

Quiet rolled her eyes a few times. "There is a cross talker, saying that snakes are long worms after all, and they really can't become dragons. ”

"Zihui, let's talk as we walk. Wu Junke was really afraid that these two women would fight, so he could only take Yan Zihui away first.

"Really, yes, consider what I said, Dance of the Golden Serpent!"

Silence said loudly behind them again.

Wu Junke quickened his pace and walked out of the conference room with Yan Zihui. I want to talk about "The Power of the Bond" with more like-minded people, and pay attention to "Youyue Literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~