Chapter 129: How Much Will Work, Right?
Manager Huang raised his hand to wipe the beads of sweat on his forehead, and was flustered by Shen Moliang's slightly sarcastic but unbelievable words, and replied very seriously: "No, not idle." ”
Shen Moliang's eyebrows suddenly turned cold, and he threw a document in front of him, "Then why is this month's performance so bad?" Well? What about your motivation for the first two months? Did you feed the dogs? ”
Although Shen Moliang usually talks coldly, he is still meticulous about his work, and when he should say more, it is also unambiguous.
"I, this ......" Manager Huang was speechless by Shen Moliang's series of questions, and the whole person was like a tense string, so nervous that his brain was blank.
"Knock knock." Seeing that Shen Moliang's eyes were getting colder and colder, and the cold could almost drip water, the knock on the door rang out inappropriately.
Shen Moliang rubbed his eyebrows, "Please come in." ”
When Shen Moliang's gaze moved away from Manager Huang, he suddenly felt a hundred times more relaxed, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
In the next second, He Hui'an, who had a serious expression, had already pushed open the door, and he stood at the door with a document in his hand.
"Second master, the documents you want." He Hui'an respectfully handed over the document, and after Shen Moliang took it, he consciously retreated to the position that belonged to him on the side.
Executives: Hey, it's not over yet, it's going to continue, God, they're almost overwhelmed......
There's a workaholic president who's been pulling you to meetings and training you all the time, what should you do? Waiting online, it's in a hurry.
He Hui'an shook his head secretly on the side, sweating for this group of high-level executives, this time the company report, the second master was very dissatisfied, and felt that today's meeting would take a long time to end......
It's a long time, how long is it, it's probably measured in hours......
Xu is aware of this problem, and many high-level officials have a bitter gourd face on their faces, and their loveless appearance makes He Huian sympathetic.
From eight o'clock to now, except for a few minutes of intermittent breaks, they have basically not left the conference room, not to mention that they have time to go to lunch, and many people are sitting on their buttocks.
And now it's time for dinner, so I guess they're all starving......
There is such a feeling because He Hui'an himself is already hungry.
It's just that he is the special assistant next to the second master, and the second master is in a meeting, what reason does he have to go and eat a full meal before coming back?
Hey, he knew he shouldn't have saved breakfast this morning, he was so hungry that his chest was pressed against his back.
When he raised his head again, He Hui'an found that many high-level executives were looking at He Hui'an with expectant eyes, after all, he was the special assistant next to the president, and he still had some weight when he spoke, and the president would listen to a little bit, right?
No way...... What kind of eyes are they in, is this what he means by asking the second master to end this meeting? But why put your hope in him...... He is afraid that he will be beaten crooked, after all, the second master is a person who only listens to his wife......
Huh, wife? Isn't the second master and his wife waiting for him in his office?
If he told the second master that his wife was waiting for him in his office to have lunch together, it would still work, right?
In line with the idea of rescuing sentient beings, He Hui'an stepped forward, "Second master." ”