He glanced at Song Xi'er, and put on his white shirt neatly, "That's a previous injury." Okay, you go out. ”

Song Xi'er sighed, turned around three times in one step, and saw that he was already dressed and turned his back to him, and then sped up and walked out of the office.

After the meeting in the afternoon, Song Xier helped Zhang Tezhu sort out the content of the meeting, and after the work was completed, the secretary's things were almost done by her.

She thought about it for a while and decided to go to Zhang Jun.

Zhang Jun was busy in the office, and when he saw Song Xi'er coming, he was a little surprised, "Secretary Song? Can I help you? ”

Song Xi'er nodded, because of her familiarity with Zhang Jun's work, she spoke directly: "Zhang Tezhu, I want to ask, do you need to send documents to the design department here?" To the director of the party. ”

Zhang Jun looked at her in surprise, why did Song Xi'er suddenly mention the design department and Director Fang.

Facing his puzzled gaze, Song Xi'er took a step closer, "That's the case, I have something to do with Director Fang, but I'm not familiar with him, so I want to ask you if you have a document to send over, I can send it over, it's a little logical." ”

"Oh! I see, there is! Out of trust in Song Xi'er, Zhang Jun did not hesitate, and turned around and found the documents that needed to be sent to the design department.

And he could also see that Song Xi'er didn't want to say anything else, so he didn't ask anything more, and handed over the document to her, "Secretary Song, I'm sorry for you." ”

Song Xi'er shook her head, "No, it's me who thank you!" ”

After taking the documents, Song Xi'er came out of Zhang Jun's office directly, returned to his desk, took a folder of his own, and then turned around and went to the design department.

She came to Fang Dayuan's office, sent the documents to him, and without saying anything, she came out again.

When she was about to leave the design department, Li Xueyuan stopped her, "Secretary Song? ”

Song Xi'er saw that it was Li Xueyuan, so she stopped and greeted her.

Before the two could say much, Zhao Yulin walked over and stood in front of Song Xi'er, with a hint of mockery in her eyes, "I heard that you want to enter the design department, Song Xi'er?" ”

In the past, Zhao Yulin knew to call her Secretary Song, but now she directly called her by her full name, and her tone was still a little unkind.

Song Xi'er didn't know what she wanted to do, she raised her head and looked at the other party, her eyes were bright, "Yes, what's wrong?" ”

Zhang Fangfang, who was following behind Zhao Yulin, heard Song Xi'er's answer and sneered, "Just you, the little secretary, want to be a designer when you turn around?" Do you think it's that easy to be a designer? Song Xi'er, a fashion designer is not as simple as holding a colored pen and drawing casually! ”

She had already read Song Xi'er's resume, but she heard Zhao Yulin say that a lot of it was water.

She is just an HR, so she naturally doesn't understand design matters, but Zhao Yulin does, so she completely believes her statement.

So recently, when she saw Song Xi'er submit her resume once, she deleted it once.

Song Xi'er's expression was calm, and she looked at Zhang Fangfang with eyes like a fool, "It's true that it's not a casual painting, so how much do you know about you questioning me here?" ”

The Zhang Fangfang in front of her is the one who deleted all her resumes, and now she dares to mock herself here, and Song Xi'er's eyes are a little colder.

Zhao Yulin looked at the two of them, and her heart was happy, but a gentle and generous smile appeared on her face, "Okay, okay, Fangfang, why do you bother with a layman!" Song Xi'er came from other places, and it is natural that she doesn't understand how high the threshold of our design department is. ”