Song Yazhu returned from charging, and was warmly welcomed and warmly congratulated by his boss Guo Xiaosong and his colleagues, but Fang Xin had been lukewarmly like a bystander, looking at him from the side. Song Yazhu wanted to know if the relationship between Guo Xiaosong and Fang Xin had developed significantly in the past six months after she left?

I haven't seen him for half a year, and my colleagues saw Song Yazhu's bulging belly and exclaimed:

"Wow, Yazhu, are you going to have a second child?"

"Wow, it's going to be four or five months, right?"

"Tsk...... You are too happy, catch up with the trend of the times, and enjoy the policy dividends! ”

……

In the face of everyone's surprise and blessings, Song Yazhu smiled one by one to express her gratitude.

Song Yazhu spent half a day tidying up her desk. Half a day later, the desk was refreshed, and then placed with hydroponics and succulents, which immediately made people feel refreshed; Guo Xiaosong also specially instructed the human resources department to replace Song Yazhu with a new Apple desktop all-in-one computer. After soaking in a cup of fragrant tea, Song Yazhu suddenly felt that life was so easy and comfortable.

However, her ease did not last for two hours before she was broken by an order from her boss, Komatsu. In addition, Xiaosong used the internal phone to inform Song Yazhu to go to his office.

"How? In the past half a year abroad, the harvest is not small, right? Kuang Komatsu sat in the tall boss's chair and asked softly.

"Thank you, Mr. Guo, I was planning to write a written report, and I guess I will be able to hand it over to you tomorrow." Song Yazhu smiled slightly and said politely.

Guo Xiaosong nodded: "Okay, you write this study material well, and I can let other comrades who have not gone abroad for training study and study." ”

Song Yazhu nodded: "Okay, please give me more guidance." ”

Condition Xiaosong got back to business: "You just came back, I was going to let you rest for a while, but now this situation is not waiting for anyone, you see that you have been abroad for half a year, the rest of this year is less than 5 months, I looked at the company's financial statements in the morning, and found that our tasks in the first two quarters of this year have not been completed, and now we must catch up with the tasks lost in front of us in the last 5 months, so as to strive to complete this year's tasks." ”

By "task", of course, Komatsu does not mean the workload, but the "economic task".

When it comes to work, especially this kind of challenging work, Song Yazhu feels full of energy, and tells her in her heart that she likes this kind of challenging work, especially in this difficult situation now, which makes her like to challenge things in her bones.

Song Yazhu nodded and said, "Okay, I will fully support and cooperate with you, I don't know if there are any projects to take over at the moment?" ”

Guo Xiaosong said: "There is exactly one project, but it is a hard bone, the customer's requirement is always to be creative, the customer's purpose is to hope to put an energy-saving product in the European market, and now, how to impress European consumers through graphic design is the first problem for our customer." ”

Song Yazhu asked, "Do you have any details about this energy-saving product?" Like a car? Lamp? ”

Kuamatsu replied while taking out a folder from the filing cabinet behind him, "Refrigerator." ”

Guo Xiaosong handed the folder to Song Yazhu: "You can take a look first, understand this product, and tell me about your creativity and ideas within two days." ”

Song Yazhu took the folder and said, "Okay, is there anything else going on?" ”

As if he remembered something, Komatsu said, "Oh yes, the company has recently had a personnel reform, and the group's human resources department asked us to add a vice president to the design company, which is a selection document——"

In addition, Xiaosong took out a red-headed document from a blue folder and handed it to Song Yazhu: "You can take it and take a look." ”

Song Yazhu took it, thanked him, and walked back to his desk.

Her heart, seven up and eight down, is like a rattle.