Yao Junyu took the milk tea and followed him out, and several middle-aged men said hello to Zhang Yiyi and chased after him. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

This kind of feeling of being sought after by everyone and meeting eyes is so good, at least it doesn't feel alone.

Zhang Yiyi was stunned as she watched Yao Junyu's departing figure, and the salesman's voice interrupted her thoughts.

"Hello, milk tea money, a total of 534 yuan."

"How much?" Zhang Yiyi was dumbfounded: "Is it a miscalculation?"

"Your 33 colleagues took 12 yuan of milk tea, the president also got 12 yuan, and 21 managers and shareholders took 6 yuan, you can't make a mistake, otherwise you take the computer and calculate?" The salesman smiled quietly and handed the calculator to Zhang Yiyi.

"Forget it......" Zhang Yiyi understood that it was not the kind of psychology that was not distressed on her body, so she paid weakly, shrugged her head and walked towards the first floor, her heart was dripping blood.

If she Zhang Yiyi didn't care about this money before, but now she has only worked for three days and hasn't earned a penny, so she will post it upside down for 500 and take a taxi every day, so she really has to prevent those little from smashing it, and the blood will be released.

Yao Junyu, who was standing at the glass on the third floor, looked at Zhang Yiyi with a smile on the corner of his mouth like a defeated rooster, this little guy is still so simple.

I looked at my watch, and it was time for a meal.

Zhang Yiyi, who put the bag and returned to the third floor, was soon surrounded by colleagues.

After drinking milk tea, everyone thought that they had a relationship with Zhang Yiyi, and they were full of enthusiasm.

Yao Junyu came to the design department on the third floor, and what he saw was such a scene, Zhang Yiyi, who was sitting leisurely, with high eyebrows and a face that was almost raised to the sky.

Many female colleagues gathered around, and several male colleagues squatted, sitted, or leaned around her, chatting and laughing, serving tea and beating their legs.

Seeing that the situation was not right, many people scattered and made noises from time to time.

"Liu Hui, you have an uncomfortable throat today? Buy some fat sea to soak and drink, it will be effective. Qiu Mingjie pinched the teacup and leaned between Liu Hui and Zhang Yiyi's table, not forgetting to show off a little knowledge, and when he turned around, oh my God! He saw something.

The boy who squatted next to Zhang Yiyi's chair, listened carefully to Zhang Yiyi's boasting with one hand on his cheek, and his eyes were almost on Zhang Yiyi's face.

"My nail art, I did it before I came to Sh, more than 1,000 yuan!" Zhang Yiyi shook his hands in front of the eyes of the few people standing behind him, full of pride.

At this time, Qiu Mingjie had already put down the teacup and left with a sauce-colored face. The other boys sensed that something was not quite right in the atmosphere in the office area, and their legs were about to go weak when they turned around.

Zhang Yiyi said that they looked at each other, and their hands copied their pockets, and Yao Junyu, who was cold and arrogant, walked towards him with gloomy and cold eyes.

Zhang Yiyi saw him like this, and kept beating drums in his heart, how long has he been standing here?

Yao Junyu, who came with great momentum, seemed to step on the tip of no one's heart step by step, and everyone's heart was beating uneasily.

"I also always knew that the staff I hired to do things, the price of a cup of milk tea, can be like slaves to serve others. What am I inviting you to come over, and what is the office area for? Is it a wet market? Yao Junyu's calm and powerful rebuke sounded, and everyone bowed their heads and was silent.

At this time, it was not yet time to go to work, and the supervisor was called away by the department manager. They dared to play idly in the office area, and the president, who had not been in the office a few times a year, suddenly appeared, which surprised everyone.

Zhang Yiyi, who stayed at the end to pay, saw Yao Junyu, obviously she completely ignored Yao Junyu's identity when she was doing things at home.

In the office area, there is an eerie silence, with the occasional sound of a ballpoint pen falling on the floor and the slight sound of a chair being moved.

Yao Junyu stood beside the supervisor's empty table, his eyes looked at the few employees just now, and his knuckles tapped on the table: "A few of you, each review two thousand words, and hand it over to your supervisor tomorrow!" With that, Yao Junyu turned around and walked towards the office area in front of him.

Zhang Yiyi watched Yao Junyu leave, secretly relieved in her heart, secretly glanced at the few people who were punished, and couldn't help but rejoice in her heart, fortunately, I invited Yao Junyu to drink a cup of milk tea, otherwise I would have been punished.

Yao Junyu, who turned around and walked a few steps, suddenly stopped and turned around, looked at Zhang Yiyi and asked, "Is Zhang Yiyi right?" A 5,000-word review will be handed over to your supervisor tomorrow. ”

“5…… 5000 words. Just breathed a sigh of relief, Zhang Yiyi, who was holding a nail clipper to manicure his nails, obviously didn't react to the reversal of the plot, and looked at Yao Junyu staring at him, repeating with a cute face.

When Yao Junyu returned to the office and sat down, Zhang Yiyi hadn't come back to his senses yet, why did they have two thousand and I have five thousand words, and I also invited him to drink milk tea, is this baby an evil body?

Zhang Yiyi pouted and looked at the glass office across the corridor from her, Yao Junyu picked up the documents on the table with a focused expression and looked at them carefully.

A straight and atmospheric dark blue suit with a shirt collar about 2 cm above the suit collar. The shirt cuffs grow about 2 cm out of the suit cuffs.

Zhang Yiyi, who has been in the entertainment industry for three years, has seen countless high-class men in suits.

However, their shirts are loose and spanning, or their suits don't fit well.

Only a very few, very socially high-status, and well-known people with deep backgrounds will wear such a well-fashioned and tasteful custom suit.

The man who can wear a custom suit so steadily, atmospherically, and with an aura is only Yao Junyu.

"Yiyi, I really didn't expect the president to punish you so badly, but there are some review topics on the computer, you can look at it and copy it." Liu Hui patted Zhang Yiyi comfortingly.

"Yiyi. I always feel that the president seems to be targeting you on purpose, is it because he didn't get his consent to parachute? Shen Ciyao, who was opposite, looked at the office opposite, pushing her eyes a little worried.

Zhang Yiyi blinked, a little confused.

"Cut. This review is the same as playing. The boy behind him took a pen and stabbed Zhang Yiyi's back, whispering relief.

This little episode, everyone didn't pay too much attention to it, after all, the president couldn't stay in the company for a few days, and he would go back to another company.

"Hey, the president's office is just across from our office area, how dare you make a fuss." Zhang Yiyi, who had nothing to do, leaned on her head and pulled Liu Hui's sleeve.

"The president doesn't come a few times a year, and everyone is used to it." Liu Hui didn't dare to look back and whispered, and after a minute or two, he pulled Zhang Yiyi with bright eyes.

"A few days ago, when our company signed a contract with BJ Hanshi Group, other companies came up with the same design plan as our company. As a result, a big deal was missed. This is a big deal, and the internal private files are leaked. ”

Zhang Yiyi didn't expect this to happen, and listened with her ears: "The boss is very angry, and the quarterly bonus of those who have been in contact with the program will be deducted half." Adela, the designer of the scheme, has been on vacation for the past few days. The company is investigating, and the president may have come this time because of this incident. ”

"So, that Andra, who is she?"

"The director of our design department, don't talk about it, the director is here."