Fan's Group Building

At nine o'clock in the morning, the housekeeper sent Fan Xiaotian to the door of Fan's building on time.

Zhang Meijun also waited there early in the morning.

However, when she looked at Fan Xiaotian's puffy delicate face, she secretly screamed in her heart that something was wrong.

I thought, how did you do that?

When I saw her at Fan Xiaotian's house yesterday, her complexion was not as good as it is now, and it seemed that her work had changed in just one day, which was a bit unexpected.

It's too late to be depressed.

Zhang Meijun followed closely behind Fan Xiaotian, and there was no way to look at it, she had to serve the lord in front of her in the future.

From the beginning of entering the door all the way to the conference room, Fan's employees all cast friendly eyes to Fan Xiaotian, and they all nodded and said hello.

This made Fan Xiaotian, who had been nervous for a day and a night, relax a little.

But

Entering the conference room is a different scene.

The main seat was empty, and the ten shareholders on both sides sat facing each other, all with straight faces, and their expressions were not ordinarily serious.

They are all brothers who work hard with Fan Qingze, Fan Qingze is a major shareholder, and he also took care of these brothers before his death, and he would rather take less of the annual dividends than give them less.

So wouldn't it be better to treat the newcomer in front of you?

Fan Xiaotian tried hard to pray for the better.

however

"Xiaotian, why did you come, what time is it now, let our elders wait for you to be a junior, it's not good!"

The prayer was cut off in a second!

The shareholder on the left who was closest to the main seat spoke first, and the other shareholders also cast reproachful glances at Fan Xiaotian in the direction.

"Why are you still stunned, do you want us to get up to meet you!"

As soon as the voice of the previous shareholder fell, the voice of the other shareholder followed.

"It's just that young people nowadays are getting more and more unpleasant..."

Fan Xiaotian had just opened the door of the conference room and was attacked by this group of old urchins in less than two seconds.

At this time, Zhang Meijun showed a grim smile on the side, and said secretly, see how you deal with it!

Fan Xiaotian straightened his back, took a deep breath, his eyes sank, his aura was full, and he remembered what Yan Xin said to her in the car when he sent her home yesterday, "You can't have stage fright, you can't lose the formation." ”

The eyes are sharp, not in a hurry, the pace is firm and powerful, and the eyes do not squint and walk in the direction of the main seat, the delicate girl of the past came to an end at this moment.

Zhang Meijun began to panic when she saw this, she thought that Fan Xiaotian would definitely be afraid of these old naughty boys, and she was still waiting to see the jokes, but she didn't expect Fan Xiaotian to be so strong.

After thinking about it, Zhang Meijun hurriedly moved forward, respectfully, stretched out her hands, gently pulled out the chair, nodded and slightly demonstrated Xiaotian to sit down, and then moved back two small steps to the left side slightly, and stood upright behind Fan Xiaotian on the left.

The two shareholders who had just spoken first looked at each other, and then stared slightly at the notebook on the desktop, not daring to make a sound, they probably didn't expect that the daughter of the Fan family looked so stubborn?

……

The meeting lasted half an hour.

Fan Xiaotian stood at the door of his father's office before his death, hesitated for a moment, and did not push the door open to enter.

"Mr. Fan, do you need me to change another office for you?"

Zhang Meijun changed her words, and her tone also changed, this is what makes her so powerful.

Half ringing

Fan Xiaotian turned to look at Zhang Meijun and said, "Secretary Zhang, you go and get busy first, I'm calling you for something." ”

After speaking, Fan Xiaotian turned around and stretched out his hand to open the door and walked into the office.

Zhang Meijun was stunned for a moment, didn't think much about it, and was busy.

It's a shame to say that this is the first time Fan Xiaotian has entered his father's office.

Standing in front of the desk, the empty Taipan chair seemed to be turning, as if my father had gotten up and walked around the desk towards him.

"Xiaotian, here!"

"Dad" is slightly hoarse

Xiao Tian couldn't help but walk towards his father, but the scene in front of him disappeared instantly when Xiao Tian stretched out his hand and was about to touch it.

Xiao Tian's hand frozen in the air trembled a few times, and tears couldn't stop flowing down......