Although it has only just entered autumn, the people in the project department are already imminent about completion.

Sun Cong'an soaked in the construction site from morning to night, in addition to controlling and supervising the work, he was also responsible for cheering for the workers under him, and tried every means to drive everyone's enthusiasm for work and race against time.

Heavy and boring work overwhelms people.

Fortunately, there is still someone in the project department who can relieve his boredom.

Since returning from the director's office on the day of the fight, Sun Cong'an has developed the habit of holding small meetings.

Bai Wanwan took office as a new official, and he didn't understand anything.

If you have any questions about accounting, you can call Zhao Minman, but you can only ask Sun Cong'an about the specific matters of dealing with suppliers.

Fortunately, Bai Wanwan is smart enough, and she has taught the same thing once, and she will definitely be handy next time.

Coming out of the oppressive tunnel, Sun Cong'an drove back to his rest room at the construction site.

It was getting late at night, and when Sun Cong'an passed by the cafeteria, he went in and asked for some fresh ingredients.

The warm yellow light illuminated the bedroom inside, and Sun Cong'an was busy in front of the induction cooker in a hurry.

The smell of sweet cola chicken wings wafted out through the cracks in the window, and it was fragrant and smelly.

The pan was filled with fumes, and the noise of the nearby mixing plant was too loud to drown out the sound of keys twisting outside.

When Sun Cong'an put down the spatula, he heard Bai Wanwan complaining loudly: "You came back early, why didn't you inform me?" ”

"When I come back early, I'm still busy cooking, and I don't have time to review the lease documents." Sun Cong'an came out of the bedroom with a plate and put it on the desk: "Why are you so idle today?" ”

"I've entered all the documents, so of course I'll be early." Bai Wanwan's natural tone.

This seemingly disapproving, but actually a little smug expression, made Sun Cong'an laugh.

He didn't rush back to the kitchen, but stayed and said, "It seems that you are starting to get comfortable with your work." ”

"It's not that difficult."

It's disdainful.

The curvature of the corner of Sun Cong'an's mouth deepened: "Then you can apply for the allocation of the metering money this time, and you just paid the lease fee last month." ”

Bai Wanwan hurriedly took away the chicken wings in her mouth, looked up and asked, "I?。。。。。。 I can't. ”

Sun Cong'an opened his mouth, but he stopped talking.

Seeing Bai Wanwan's eyes full of anticipation, the mentality of wanting to play a prank came up, and he said bluntly: "If you can apply for the metering payment that you have booked, and save a quarter of the cost settlement of the hook machine and forklift supplier, I will no longer interfere in financial matters in the future." ”

Bai Wanwan was stunned, the positive emotions on her face faded away, and she put down the dishes and chopsticks, looking extremely bored.

"You went to find Mr. Qian in person, and you were pushed and tossed several times before you talked! The supplier of the hook machine and forklift has been in arrears for a month's rental fee, and if the money is deducted, they can bring people to the door, are you playing me? ”

Bai Wanwan took a deep breath, her chest rising and falling slightly, obviously holding back her anger.

"I'm full." She got up and walked around to the side of the couch and lowered her head to sort out the rental bills.

Sun Cong'an's gaze fixed on the plate of Coke chicken wings for a few seconds before he took a long breath.

Just kidding, and having such a big temper.

He said helplessly: "Teasing you。。。。。。 Can't you see this? ”

Bai Wanwan didn't even glance at it.