Su Shengsheng and Jing Yan added WeChat to each other when they were in the imperial capital, and they couldn't help it, so she sent a message to the past.

[Big actor, filming? ] 】

waited for five minutes, didn't wait for Jing Yan's reply, but waited for Qu Jingtong's lukewarm voice.

"Playing on your phone during work hours?" Qu Jingtong stood in front of her workstation, her delicate makeup was meticulous, and she looked at her with lowered eyes.

Su Shengsheng knew that he was at a loss, quietly put his mobile phone aside, and continued to work attentively.

Qu Jingtong glanced at her obliquely before walking towards Luo Yuting's office.

This time, she submitted the list of creative works selected by the Human Resources Department to Luo Yuting.

Wanhe Investment Company has a president, three vice presidents, and the human resources department, as the core department of the company, is naturally controlled by Luo Yuting himself.

He looked at the list and said lightly, "No? ”

Qu Jingtong was cautious and smiled, "There are still five copies, but they have been eliminated by me." ”

Luo Yuting leaned back, his back was completely close to the leather chair, and his shallow gaze revealed sharpness, "I want to listen to the evaluation criteria of the music manager." ”

"Mr. Luo, this is not the first time that the group has held this kind of newcomer creative competition," Qu Jingtong looked at his face and said slowly: "It's not the first time I've screened the company's manuscripts. ”

"You mean, you have enough experience that I can't question it?"

Anyone could hear the dissatisfaction in Luo Yuting's tone, Qu Jingtong's heart trembled, and he hurriedly said: "Mr. Luo misunderstood, I definitely didn't mean this." ”

The office was extremely quiet for a while, and after a while, Luo Yuting said lightly: "Since the works of this creative competition represent the company, the company must make the decision, not which department can make its own decisions and set it casually!" ”

"There will be a meeting in the afternoon, you go and notify all the middle and senior personnel of the company to participate, and all the works will be voted on by everyone to select the top ten and submit them to the group."

When Su Shengsheng learned that his manuscript was selected, he was so happy that he almost jumped.

"I was surprised to know that you were also selected." Chen Xiaohui said.

The two of them met again in the cafeteria, and Chen Xiaohui, a well-informed person, told her the good news.

Su Shengsheng put down his chopsticks and looked at him, "What do you mean?" ”

Chen Xiaohui cleared his throat and lowered his voice again, "Although you are Mr. Qiao, well, what, but the primary selection of works in previous years was decided by the Human Resources Department, and in terms of the relationship between you and Qu Jingtong, you can only be selected as a ghost." ”

"The HR department has the final say?" Su Shengsheng repeated.

She really didn't know about this, and if she knew, she would have just given up.

"Yes, but you're lucky, I heard that the process of this primary election has changed, and all the middle and senior executives of the company participated in the voting, and the top ten were selected." Chen Xiaohui sighed.

Su Shengsheng was stunned, "Why did it change?" ”

"Needless to say, it must be Mr. Luo's meaning, otherwise how can all the middle and high-level votes be called?"

Chen Xiaohui smiled, "You also said that Mr. Luo has prejudices against you, and I think he is very good to you." ”

Su Shengsheng knocked his hand with chopsticks, "What nonsense?" ”

"Then again, if Joe is always here, he can't vote, after all, he always has to avoid suspicion." His eyes were rolling.

Qiao Yunfeng went on a business trip to the south two days ago, and called her before leaving.

Since the banquet at the Qiao family, they had gone on a date once, and they only had a hasty dinner.

She didn't feel anything wrong, but she vaguely felt that Qiao Yunfeng's attitude had changed a little, and she was a little unsure of his thoughts.