Bai Manyun read those notes last night, thought about it for a long time, and fell asleep in the early morning.

I got up late in the morning, and I went out after a few casual packs, only to find out that I forgot to bring the materials for the meeting.

The office was already full of people, just waiting for her.

She sent a message to Song Ziming and asked him to come out.

Seeing that she didn't go in outside, Song Ziming quipped: "What? You even asked me to come out and pick you up?"

Manyun was in no mood to joke with him, "I forgot to bring my information, it's the one you saw at my house yesterday." ”

"Last month's sales report?"

"That's it." Manyun nodded, "If you don't help me drag it for a while, I'll drive back to get it now." ”

Song Ziming took his hand out of his pocket, took her wrist and was about to walk into the conference room, "I thought it was the matter, go in first, it's okay." ”

Manyun struggled, "No, I'd better go back and get it." ”

"Just give it to me, just say that you showed it to me yesterday, and I forgot to bring it."

"No, since it's my problem, it's still me who lies." Although he felt that this was a method, Manjun didn't want to put the blame on him.

"Where is all this nonsense?" He has long legs, and one step can be regarded as two steps of mangan.

Although the tone is not good, why does it sound so manly?

The boss of the company can't get used to the two of them, mainly because he can't get used to Song Ziming, "Manager Bai, the company is not a place for you little girls to fall in love." The whole meeting is waiting for you, and you are still bothering Mr. Song to go out to pick you up?"

This is an old employee of the company, and he is always unaccustomed to all the decisions made by Song Ziming, and all kinds of faults. It's just that he is Song Ziming's father's right-hand man, and he can't move.

Bai Manyun responded with a smile: "Minister Zhao said that he laughed, how do you know that we are not talking about business?" Is it a clairvoyant?"

Song Ziming returned to the main seat, "It may not be true!" Doesn't each ear add up to clairvoyance? ”

There's something in that! It is clearly saying that Minister Zhao is looking for someone to follow him. Everyone was talking, and Minister Zhao's face was gloomy, "Since it's about work, it's the right thing to do, but I misunderstood, let's have a meeting." ”

Song Ziming sneered and put away his personal affairs: "That's the case, last month's sales report, Manager Bai gave it to me yesterday." I was in such a hurry to leave in the morning that I forgot to bring it with me. ”

This meeting is to use that table to start and adjust the month according to the previous month's sales.

Someone below was immediately unhappy:

"What did you call us here early in the morning?"

"That's it! If you forget, you should have gotten it earlier! ”

"Sure enough, he is young, not at all like Mr. Song, who is reliable."

…………

These manyun heard it even more clearly, and looked at Song Ziming worriedly, his face became darker and darker when he heard these words.

Bai Manyun wanted to stand up and speak clearly, but was preempted by Song Ziming, "I've seen it a few times, and I remember it." ”

As soon as these words came out, there was silence at first, and then there was an uproar. Everyone expressed disbelief.

Don't blame them, she knows the table made by Bai Manyun best, and there are several pages, all of which are dense data, he has only read it a few times, how can he remember it?

Song Ziming didn't tell the difference, and calmly said a long list of figures: "Last month's sales increased by three percent, and the standard we set last month was five percent, a difference of two percentage points." Erte brings the highest profits, because it is supported by a charity gala. If the related expenses are not removed, the total income is 63 million, if in addition to the ......"

The venue gradually fell silent, and even the sound of breathing could be heard in the back.

He didn't stay with Bai Manyun for a long time yesterday, and he can actually remember it all! Terrible memory.

When the meeting ended, everyone was shocked, this young president was terrible!

Minister Zhao's face was the most ugly, and the people next to him wanted to scold him for anything, especially praising Song Ziming.

He called the person who was following Song Ziming and scolded him indiscriminately: "Are you a pig?" I paid you to do something, and you were found out by others! Your boss is so insincere, send me someone with a brain problem. ”

On the other side, Song Ziming and Manyun were drinking afternoon tea, sitting in the group attendance, and said very narcissistically: "Am I so good?"

Here it is again, what about the high coldness that was good?

"Yes, awesome! Mr. Song is simply the red among the horses, and Lu Bu among the rabbits. Having said that, she still admired him in her heart.

Song Ziming struck while the iron was hot, "I helped you in the morning, and invited me to dinner in the evening, how about it?"

She was a little embarrassed, "Maybe...... No way. Saitama asked me out yesterday, and she was looking for me for something. ”

"It's not like last time, asking you to help her beat someone, right?"

"Probably not." Manjun shook his head.

Song Ziming didn't dwell on it, "Okay, then you be careful, call me if you have something." ”

After drinking tea, the two went back to the company.

When they were about to part ways, Bai Manyun suddenly stopped Song Ziming: "Ziming, thank you for the morning." ”

He hung up, "If you want to thank me, return the meal to me tomorrow." ”

In his opinion, this is really a simple and trivial matter, just a gesture. Why is she so grateful? Song Ziming remembered the situation in the Bai family.

called his assistant Du Ke in, "Please help me find out about Bai Manyun's past, starting with the death of her parents." ”

"Do you want to surprise Manager Bai?"

"If you are told to check, you will check, there are many words!" Song Ziming looked at him coldly. It can be seen that they have a good relationship and are more like friends.

Song Ziming leaned back in his chair and pondered, he didn't want to surprise her.

It's just that the more contact he has, the more he discovers that there are many mysteries on her, and if he doesn't find out clearly, he is afraid that he will always know her secrets from other people's mouths.

He wanted to get to know her, but he didn't want to get to know her.