"Bell bell bell~" The alarm went off, and he slept in a daze this night, Qiao Qingye felt groggy in his head, and he blamed this Liu Hao, who sent such a message that made people think about it at night, what did he mean by this.

While Qiao Qingye was washing, he blamed Liu Hao in his heart for being a demon. After washing up, Qiao Qingye simply put on light makeup, put on his clothes, and was about to go out, just opened the door, just saw Wang Zhipeng raise his hand to knock on the door.

"Morning, let's have breakfast together, the hotel has a buffet breakfast."

"Okay, let's go."

"I thought you didn't clean up, aren't all girls very rubbing?"

Wang Zhipeng said with a smile, Qiao Qingye smiled slightly and asked him:

"Looks like your lover made you wait, right?"

"Yes, it takes more than half an hour to go out."

"Haha, I don't like to be late, I open the door of our outlet every morning, and if there is an agreement, it will usually arrive half an hour early."

Wang Zhipeng gave Qiao Qingye a thumbs up and said a series of "awesome". Following Wang Zhipeng, Qiao Qingye felt that his body and mind were still very relaxed, and he always felt that this young man was very down-to-earth and reliable.

When they went to the hotel cafeteria for breakfast together, Qiao Qingye saw Gao Hui sitting at a table in front of the window talking and laughing from a distance, and there were three colleagues in suits and leather shoes beside him.

It turns out that he is also doing training here, and the industry must have cooperated with this hotel, otherwise why is all training here. Qiao Qingye muttered in his mouth, it is really a narrow road.

So she pulled Wang Zhipeng's sleeve and quietly pointed in the opposite direction to Gao Hui.

"Let's go sit over there~"

Wang Zhipeng nodded, because he also saw the Gao Hui by the window, and at the same time he recognized that the Gao Hui was Wang Yishan, the head of the retail department of the head office, and thought that this Gao Hui was really not simple.

The breakfast in this hotel is quite rich, with Chinese pastries, fried rice, porridge, as well as Western-style bread, pastries, and fried foods. When Qiao Qingye went to wait for the noodles, he saw from a distance that Gao Hui and his party had finished eating and were about to leave, and Gao Hui obviously saw her as well and nodded in her direction.

Qiao Qingye showed a particularly deliberate professional smirk, smiled at Gao Hui, turned around and walked to his table with a bowl, and no longer looked at Gao Hui.

After breakfast, they came to the training venue, which is the conference room of the hotel, which is very large, and the table is arranged in the shape of six teams, each group has 10 table signs, and the names of the colleagues in this skill upgrading training are written. Qiao Qingye is in the second group, while Wang Zhipeng is in the fifth group. So they signed in and took their separate seats.

After the people came one after another, the host of the training came to the podium to explain the process of the training. Originally, the training was carried out by an external training company, but the content of this training was not only products, but also more macro knowledge such as marketing skills, tax laws, global financial markets, and even courses on service etiquette and luxury appreciation.

Six teams will earn points by answering the teacher's questions or doing case studies, and the team with the highest score will have a group reward, and the group with the lowest score will select the five people with the lowest score to be eliminated, and the eliminated team members will not be able to pass the transfer certification.

After listening to the host's introduction, Qiao Qingye and Wang Zhipeng couldn't help but glance at each other, and a kind of "No, it's so cruel!" appeared on their faces! Expression.

Next, Wang Yishan, who organized this training by the retail department of the head office, clarified the discipline of this training, Wang Zhipeng saw that this was the boss who had dinner with the high school in the morning, and turned his head to look at Qiao Qingye, she was at a loss, obviously did not know Mr. Wang.

This training must sign in every time you enter the training, the management is very strict, starting at half past eight in the morning and ending at five in the afternoon, doing case analysis and scenario drills in the evening, and finally ending at eight o'clock in the evening, quitting smoking and drinking throughout the whole process, and receiving it on your mobile phone.

"Roar~"

After listening to the end time, everyone involuntarily let out a wail, and it seemed that they thought that they could finish shopping in Shanghai as soon as possible.

But Mr. Wang's words are not finished, the most cruel thing is that after eight o'clock to nine o'clock to go to bed, the training is a closed training, there will be a special person from the training company to check the sleep at night, in case there are some unnecessary problems during the training.

Oh my God, isn't this the same as a closed boarding school! Qiao Qingye shook her head, looking at the colleagues in the group on the table who were also all looking disparate and were grieving, when she suddenly heard someone calling her name-

"Excuse me, which one is Miss Qiao Qingye?"

Mr. Wang's words were interrupted, everyone looked at the back door, Qiao Qing also looked back at the sound source, a young man dressed as a Meituan delivery staff stood at the back door and looked cautiously, she was suspicious, she didn't order takeout, what's the matter?

And on the occasion of so many people, the leader's speech was interrupted, but because of herself, she was so frightened that she didn't dare to stand up. At this time, the colleague at the table pushed her arm and motioned for her to go outside to contact her.

Qiao Qingye had no choice but to stand up, bowed his head and bent down to say a few words "I'm sorry, I'm sorry" in everyone's concentrated gaze, and quickly walked to the back door. In the afterglow, she saw that there was already a teacher in the observation seat behind her with a blaming look.

"What's going on? I didn't order takeout, did I? ”

After Qiao Qingye gently brought the door to the door, he asked the takeaway brother in a strange tone, and the takeaway brother suddenly took out a bouquet of flowers from behind him like a trick, with pink roses, white lilies and bright green gerberas, fresh and elegant, beautifully packaged, and the fragrance of lilies came to his nose.

"Miss Qiao, this is someone sent you flowers."

"What?" Qiao Qingye took the bouquet with a puzzled face. "Who sent it?"

"We don't know about this, I'm just in charge of giving you the flowers, I wish you a happy life!"

The takeaway brother turned around and left as he spoke, Qiao Qingye picked up the flowers to see if there was any information about the flower giver, and after looking for a long time and finding nothing, he remembered that there was still training in the conference room, so he gave up looking for it first, hid the flowers behind his back, and tiptoed open the back door of the conference room.

"Squeak-ahh Qiao Qingye's face was flushed with shame, and he rushed to his seat in the eyes of everyone, and put the large bouquet of flowers behind the chair.

"Wow~" Qiao Qingye heard someone in the crowd exclaim.

"Don't look at it, there are no more things unrelated to the training topic to interrupt the training process in this training, otherwise the corresponding points will be deducted from the relevant personnel!"

Hearing that Mr. Wang was already obviously angry, everyone quickly took their eyes off the flowers and Qiao Qingye, who was as shy as flowers, and looked at the podium again.

Qiao Qingye lowered his head, blushing to the base of his neck, listening to Mr. Wang's point-in-point warning, and thought to himself:

"Who is this, it really killed me!"

Finally staying up to rest halfway, Qiao Qingye hurriedly took the flowers to the bedroom upstairs, and after rummaging around for notes to no avail, she began to check in her mind......

Who sent the flowers? Didn't leave any messages? Could it be...... High will?