Du Jingtang could only say this, so as to comfort these people, if he didn't say anything, he was really afraid that they would eat him.

And after he finished speaking, although everyone was still a little disappointed, but when they heard the reward, they could only accept it, who made them not the boss, but a small staff, the president said whatever they wanted, and the president did whatever he wanted them to do.

If you want to work overtime, you will work overtime, and if you want to roll, you will roll up the cover as a ball.

It is not so much that the Chu family is their rice bowl, but that Chu Lu is their food and clothing parents.

Everyone scattered and returned to their jobs one by one, and Du Jingtang patted his chest, this is why he feels that his breathing is smoother, and then he is surrounded, it is strange that he does not suffocate.

He still had a pile of papers in his arms, took a deep breath, then turned around and got on the president's special elevator to the eighteenth floor.

The elevator stopped, and he walked out, only to see the president's secretary sitting at the door with a clump of crying shoulders, and countless black lines were drawn on his face.

She was scolded and cried again, right? Always close to his cousin's mood, it's like eating dynamite, see who blows whom, can't blow up and don't let go, if it is blown up, it will be blown into powder, even he will not let go, look, The little poor little love closest to him is obviously the first unlucky one, and there are some unsatisfactory places, either scolded or stared at.

"Vice President," Xiao Ai wiped her face with some grievances, and the makeup on her face had been spent, just like a big cat.

The corners of Du Jingtang's eyes twitched slightly, "Okay, Xiaoai, let's stop crying, it won't be beautiful if we cry again," and she can't be considered beautiful now, especially her black eyeliner, now because of crying, she has left two black marks on her face.

It's actually quite ridiculous, but Du Jingtang really can't laugh, other people's children are crying so sadly, can he still laugh?

Xiao Ai nodded hurriedly, wiped her tears with her hands, and her face was wiped as if she was wearing a black mask, making Du Jingtang's eyes seem to be pricked. He wanted to show her his face, but if he did, he might embarrass others, so it was better not to say anything, anyway, go to the bathroom, make up or something.

And he didn't understand, obviously they are all women, why some women will be so beautiful no matter how they cry, like a sea hall in the wind and rain, more and more clean and beautiful, delicate.

For example, it was that Xia Ruoxin, I don't know how she is now, and he can't be sure whether his cousin's emotions are related to her or that Li Manni, it seems that Li Manni rarely comes.

Turning around, he rubbed his forehead in some pain, and walked resigned to the president's office, unsurprisingly, when he opened the door, he obviously received an extremely cold light.

Just brushed and brushed, it turned into a rainstorm pear flower needle, piercing him.

If it was someone else, I don't know if it would scare his legs, but he just pouted, took the documents and walked in, and in the whole company, he has been here more times, and he has received more cold radiation from him.