The next day, the alarm clock at the bedside rang several times and Luo Xiyu didn't hear it, and finally Zhang's mother came to the room and asked Luo Xiyu to panic: "Young lady, it's time to get up, it's late." Luo Xiyu opened her eyes in a trance and looked at Zhang's mother: "What time is it?" ”

Zhang's mother said anxiously: "The young lady is already half past seven."

Luo Xiyu's eyes were as big as copper bells, and she sat up and asked, "What about Ning Cheng?" ”

Zhang's mother explained: "Today, the young master said that there is an important negotiation, so let you take a taxi by yourself. ”

"Ahh

Look, people are like this, and their potential is forced out.

Wen Ruo didn't even knock on the door, and walked to the opposite position of Amei, looking at the new nail art he had just done: "Director, this Luo Xiyu started to be late on the second day of work, what do you say will happen to you later?" ”

Amei glanced at her faintly and continued her work: "How can you be so hostile to a newcomer?" ”

Wen Ruo leaned on her back with her hands and arms: "Isn't Sister Amei the most hated person who relies on relationships to be in a position?" Am I helping you? Don't appreciate it? ”

"I think you've been too bored lately, bullying newcomers."

Wen Ruo hooked her lips and smiled: "I'm here to help you solve your troubles again?" ”

"Bump" Luo Xiyu directly opened Sister Amei's door, panting, she ran over all the way: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm late." Sister Amei's face was suddenly covered with gloom: "Luo Xiyu, I know that you are the person personally selected by the president, but don't think that I won't dare to fire you like this." ”

"I'm sorry, it was my mistake this time." Luo Xiyu took the initiative to apologize, she slept by herself, and she couldn't blame others.

Sister Amei glanced at the documents on the table and handed them to Luo Xiyu: "Print out this information, and then give it to the president, you need to use it when you negotiate." ”

"Okay" Luo Xiyu hurriedly followed and left the office.

Wen Ruo lowered her eyebrows lightly, and the corners of her mouth hooked up a touch of evil spirit: "Sister Amei, this is ......"

Sister Amei shrugged her shoulders and said lightly, "Don't you like her too?" We can't do it, so we might as well let the president fire him personally. ”

"Heh, Sister Amei is really good to me, this director's position is not really in vain." A mocking smile appeared at the corner of Wen Ruo's mouth, but Amei ignored her and said bluntly: "Don't you have something else?" ”

Hearing Amei's eviction order, Wen Ruo immediately put away all the smiles on her face, and no longer treated her cheekily, she stood up directly, stepped on her high heels and left, the moment she closed the director's door, she clenched her fists tightly, she must have been a deputy director now, and she was a lower level than her everywhere, Amei, you wait, grab my position, you will let you know what the price is.

Luo Xiyu held the materials in her hand, quickly ran to the conference room, knocked on the door and then opened it, and whispered: "I'm sorry I'm here to deliver the materials." ”

Mr. Zhang glanced at the secretary, and his face was a little bad, but he didn't say anything more when he read it on Han Yiting's face.

Mr. Zhang took the document sent by Luo Xiyu and opened it, instantly became furious, and stood up: "You dare to send such a sketch?" ”

Luo Xiyu explained in fear: "I ...... I don't know. ”

Han Yiting looked at the design in the document, frowned, and his face darkened.

Mr. Zhang looked at Han Yiting's face: "Mr. Han, is this your attitude?" If that's the case, I don't think we had to work together before. "After the sound fell, I was ready to leave.