Lin Shengyin, who was sitting in the taxi, had a little wandering thoughts.

Originally, she didn't want to go to work today, but then she thought about it, she just became the creative team leader, she can't always ask for leave, no matter how she should take a lead, so it's better to bite the bullet.

After the car stopped at the door of Jin Tian Group, he got out of the car, and Lin Shengyin walked into the company.

When the people in the lobby saw Lin Shengyin come in, they all didn't dare to speak anymore, and they all focused their eyes on her.

I guessed before that this Lin Shengyin might be a relation, but I never thought that it would be the niece of their president!

And...... And I took a picture like that with the president.

In everyone's hearts, although there are some little ninety-nines, who dares to say anything.

Jin Yinan said the last sentence at the press conference, who dares not to listen to it, unless it is almost looking for death.

Lin Shengyin took the elevator to the creative department, and after entering the creative department, her colleagues still called her respectfully, "Team leader." ”

"Hmm." After answering, Lin Shengyin went back to his office.

Closing the door and sitting in the boss's chair, Lin Shengyin reached out and rubbed his temples again.

When she became the creative team leader, her job was not as easy as it used to be.

There's a lot to do every day.

But now Lin Shengyin really has no clue, no idea at all, and his mind is a mess.

A little irritated, she pushed the copywriting in her hand to the ground, and she leaned back in the chair again, rubbing her temples vigorously.

Lin Shengyin, you can't do this! You can't let your emotions affect your work.

In the morning, Lin Shengyin's heart was in a mess, and the copywriting he came up with was also a mess, and he was called back by Yang Ruijia I don't know how many times.

The last time she took the copywriter to the director's office, Yang Ruijia was also dissatisfied.

However, when she looked at Lin Shengyin's face, she couldn't help frowning, and then asked, "Lin Shengyin, what's wrong with you?" Why is your face so ugly? Are you sick? ”

"I'm fine." Shaking his head, Lin Shengyin said.

"This copywriting still doesn't work, so let's do it, I see your mental state, your face is not good, I'll let someone do this copywriting for you, you go to rest first." Yang Ruijia proposed.

"Thank you, Director, by the way, Director, I'm really a little uncomfortable, so I want to take a leave of absence." In the end, Lin Shengyin still decided to ask for leave.

She felt that her current mental state was indeed not suitable for work.

Hearing this, Yang Ruijia narrowed her eyes, and after contemplating secretly for a few seconds, she looked up at Lin Shengyin again, and then said: "That's it, I'll think about it, you go back first, and I'll reply to you later." ”

In fact, her purpose was to call Jin Yinan to ask him.

"Okay." Nodding, Lin Shengyin went out.

Not long after Lin Shengyin returned to the office and sat down, her landline rang.

"Hey."

"I agreed to your leave, you can start your vacation this afternoon, and when you're done, come back to work."

"Okay, thank you, Director."

After hanging up the phone, Lin Shengyin couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

She lay on the couch and thought about squinting for a moment.

But not long after she had just arrived, and she hadn't fallen asleep, her phone rang twice.