There was another lively commotion in the crowd.

Sang Yu followed behind and applauded, not wanting to go at all.

She also plans to go back at night to open a sleep aid live broadcast.

At the dinner table, you have to push the cup and change the lamp, toast the leader for a while, thank the colleague for taking care of it for a while, and say that it sounds like team building, but in fact, it is overtime in disguise.

She glanced at the people present, and the loudest noises were almost all men, and the few young girls forced a smile on their faces.

The work in the morning was not busy, and Sang Yu handled some follow-up copywriting and publicity work of "Cangyue Ji", which was a professional counterpart and relatively handy.

Suddenly, a colleague called her, saying that there was a courier at the door that needed to be signed by herself.

Sang Yu was stunned, she had recently become a poor dog and hadn't visited shopping websites for a long time.

Brother Jingdong, who was waiting at the door, glanced at the name on the package and confirmed: "Sang Yu, is it?" ”

She nodded, "It's me." ”

When Sang Yu took the package back to his seat, he was still wondering what was in the box.

Wei Wei, a colleague sitting next to her, stepped forward: "What did you buy?" ”

Sang Yu shook his head: "I don't know either." ”

She tore open the package, and what was lying inside was the latest iPhone box.

There are not many people who know that her mobile phone was broken, Qi Huaixi, Xia Xiaoqiu, and the initiator's thanks.

Xia Xia is also a poor ghost, and she has a weak heart.

Qi Huai was busy dealing with Shi Sheng's public relations, and he had to go to the hospital to offer his courtesy, so he didn't have time.

Is it a thank-you speech?

Wei Wei raised her neck, just seeing the contents of the box: "New mobile phone, or the latest, boyfriend gave it?" ”

Thinking of the disgusting face when he pinched her neck and humiliated her with words on the night of thanks, Sang Yu felt sick to her stomach.

As soon as the box was covered, he pushed it on the table: "It's not mine, it's wrong." ”

Call the courier brother again and return the same way.

In the evening, the Oriental Yilou Hotel.

There were more than a dozen employees of business departments around the dining table, Vice President Jiang sat in the C position, and on the right hand side was the manager Zhang Huai.

The theme of the dinner all night still revolved around the "Cangyue Ji" project, Zhang Huai drank two glasses of wine, and began to recall how difficult it was to promote the project in Shenghai Group that day.

"You don't see how strong the aura of the president of Qi's Group is, don't look at his eyes, sit there, frown the whole time, don't say anything, I always feel that his eyes are staring at me."

One of the female colleagues was curious: "What does Mr. Qi himself look like, is he as handsome as in the interview?" ”

Zhang Huai waved his hand.

The male colleagues immediately misunderstood: "I must have put on makeup in the interview, and I will have a P picture in the later stage, of course it looks good, if a few of us dress up, it may not be worse than him." ”

The female colleague pursed her lips and whispered: "Can it be the same?" Even if you have makeup, you have to have a foundation, and the fat gourd can't become a thin wicker. ”

"Hey...... How to speak? The male colleague was obviously unconvinced, and asked Zhang Huai, "Manager Zhang, what do you say, how does Qi Huai look?" ”

Zhang Huai recalled it and sighed twice: "In the words of you young people: It is also the ceiling level in the entertainment industry." ”

As soon as the words fell, the female colleagues slapped the table excitedly, regretting that they didn't go with them on the day of the signing.

Wei Wei, who was sitting next to Sang Yu, bumped her shoulder and teased: "Wasn't you there that day, what do you think of Qi Huaixi?" ”

Everyone was interested.

Sang Yu didn't get along with everyone for a long time, and he didn't have the opportunity to communicate on weekdays.

Many male colleagues discussed her appearance and temperament many times in private as early as the first day she was transferred, and several single men were already ready to move and wanted to have further development with her, and some of them went to the radio station to inquire about her relationship status.

This inquiry inevitably brought out the matter of Sang Yu and Qi Huai's special assistance some time ago.

Although there were later signs that the report photo was suspected of being framed, it was still inevitable that everyone was curious.

They asked.

"Yes, yes, I heard that Qi Huai's interview at that time was followed up by Xiao Sang."

"Mr. Qi is a big man, it doesn't matter what the background is, it's hard to ask him for an interview."

"Xiao Sang, what kind of woman does Mr. Qi like? There has never been a scandal about him in the outside world, has he ever been in love? ”

Sang Yu, who originally only cared about eating with his head down, had no choice but to raise his head: "I don't know Mr. Qi well, and I'm not even an ordinary friend." ”

It's not familiar, just slept twice.

They are indeed not ordinary friends, they are creditors and debtors, and they are properly traded for money and flesh.

Everyone sighed for a while, thinking that they couldn't hear the gossip, so Sang Yu opened his mouth again.

's eyes fell on the female colleague who had just asked Qi Huaiyan what kind of women he liked: "But during the interview, I did ask him what kind of women he liked." ”

The female colleague came to the scene and asked, "What did he say?" ”

Sang Yu replied seriously: "Big chest, thin waist, long legs." ”

All......

Male colleague: "Mr. Qi, true temperament, a model for my generation." ”

Female colleague: "The filter is shattered, all men in the world are the same, vulgar." ”

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