I took the so-called personnel report and went to the marketing department. Frankly, this is just a formality, and I throw the report in my hand. Something completely meaningless is simply strenuous to hold in your hand.

This time is the working time, and everyone is busy with work. But I at least need to know where my office is? At the very least, I want to know who was in charge of this department, and my sudden airborne landing is naturally inevitable from the ridicule of these people in secret, especially women.

Although I am also a woman, I really hate the vitriolic nature of women. The ugly face that hides behind the gentle and considerate face of the woman. Of course, I'm not a good person, I'm the same kind as them, because the same kind will be more tired of the same kind.

I'm not going to pretend to be weak all the time, it's only when I am successful that I am both strong and powerful.

I walked to an office desk and smiled at the beautiful woman in front of me. "Where's the director's office?"

This face of mine is now a passport, and now square people look at me like this.

"Miss Fang." Sure enough, the beautiful woman immediately stood up, and the importance she paid to me was too obvious.

"Did I bother you?" I try to use the most beautiful smile arc to her, and women still have to be good people in appearance.

"Why, that director's office is there." She pointed to the glass door, and I could clearly see the sign on it.

"Thank you." It's not good if I'm too arrogant right now.

Instead, I walked into the superintendent's office, and there was someone in this position, which I was aware of. Generally, the airborne troops like me are probably not here to do practical things, at best they are just decorations, but I am different, and I will never be able to achieve my goal without doing things.

But this director must be dissatisfied with me, and he is naturally unhappy to be robbed of his job by others.

I didn't do anything polite to knock on any door, and I wouldn't even do it to show my kung fu to someone who didn't like me, except for the Fang family, of course.

My high heels are loud, so it's impossible not to hear them.

My prophecy worked, this director is a woman, and most women are difficult, it's almost a law.

She looked up at me, and she recognized who I was, and I could tell from her expression. She was humble to me, but I could see her disdain. She should have scoffed at a "princeling" like me, and in her eyes it would not have been possible.

The woman in front of her looked to be nearly thirty years old. Professional attire, which looks like a veteran of the workplace. But I guess she should be unmarried. Then he swept towards her clean right hand, and sure enough, there was no ring.

I think she should have received the notice from the Ministry of Human Resources, and I broke into her nominal boss, she should be disgusted, but to no avail, she may still envy my birth, she was more fortunate than others in the first place.

What I saw in her eyes made me feel that I was not a tragedy, and that I was lucky to have such a background. People who don't know the truth are always envious of what they don't have. In fact, most men and women think similarly, and what you can't get is the best.

"Miss Fang, hello." She stood up and gave me a gentle smile, an illusion, an absolute illusion. Women are always animals with different hearts.

She shook my hand, which was hypocritical. But there's no need for me to refuse.

I reached out and took her hand, her hand was beautiful, compared to her jade hand, my hand was completely pig's trotters.

It is said that the hand is the second face of a person, and my second face is destroyed.

"Hello, Director Cui." I swept the name tag on her desk, and it was clearly written, Choi Min-young.

Woman with short hair, delicate makeup, name that is hard to forget.

Maybe I won't forget it in the future. That's how the workplace should be.

She has achieved this position, and her ability should not be underestimated. It seems that she will not give up the position she has worked so hard to so easily.

Such a woman can see it just by looking at it.

"Miss Fang, if it doesn't matter, you may want to share an office with me." Choi Min-young looked at a desk behind me, still the same as her.

It seems that she really treats me as a princeling who eats idle meals and names in the name, she wants to treat me as an ornament, I wonder if Fang Luyao is also like this?

The answer is no, how could Ren Shuyan let Fang Luyao do an idle job in Fangzheng? Their mother and daughter are so ambitious, they will never let go.

I looked at Choi Min Young with a smile, and she wanted to set me up. But it doesn't matter how long it will be, after all, I'm nominally above her now. I need to make her understand this little by little, I just like to calculate.

"Director Cui, I heard Mr. Yan say that your ability to do things has always been very strong, and this theme planning is also from us?" I was completely putting a high hat on her when I said this, Yan Shaocheng didn't mention anything, and in the end she had to rely entirely on herself.

I almost suspect that Yan Shaocheng is deliberately manipulating me, and the so-called cooperation is just a false illusion of me. With his temperament, he completely did this kind of thing.

Choi Min-young's face was still the same, but I could feel that she didn't expect me to get down to business directly, and her idea of trying to empty me should have failed at the moment.

Of course, if you are a lady who has no worries about food and clothing, you may like this way of mixing rice with a false job. But I wasn't, she missed the mark.

"Yes, the idea of the planning team."

Marketing planning is not separated, this is what university professors often say.

Choi Min Young must be convinced even though she is 10,000 unwilling. If you have a lower status, you will be crushed to death by a "princeling" like me, which is normal, and she must get used to it.

Flattery is the norm in society, and those who are too stubborn are doomed to failure. If you don't have a certain certainty, don't make enemies at will.

It's my experience over the years, and of course it's different now. My principle of putting interests first, like hitting a snake seven inches, is just right. It's just that Yan Shaocheng is about to break it, and my grasp has become slaughtered.

"Mr. Yan has set a lavender theme, now let's start preparing."

Of course, I know that Yan Shaocheng will not use such a trivial matter to trick me, and his way of doing things is not enough to entertain me in such a low-end way.

But I really don't like this project, what kind of brain came up with such a mediocre and meaningless theme, even if the content is good, it is just as bland.

Of course, the only thing about lavender seems to be hypnosis, but fortunately, there are fewer people who are allergic to it.

I haven't read the plan carefully, and the specific content is not too clear.

"Give me the planning copy, and we'll have a meeting in half an hour." I used a commanding tone, and she only had to obey.

Two directors in one department naturally can't make mistakes.

Cui Minying was no longer convinced, so she could only endure it.

I want her to understand the truth that people have to bow their heads under the eaves.