Chapter 107 Sir did not sleep well last night

The next day, Tuesday, Liang Weining had to report to the new department. He got up early and went out almost at the same time as the boss after dinner.

In the elevator, the metal wall reflected the girl's energetic face, which was completely different from yesterday morning.

After watching quietly for a while, Chen Jingyuan withdrew his gaze. The door of the staircase opened, and he led the person out.

A few minutes later, the domestic tram and the extended Pullman drove out of Xiangyue Mansion one after another.

On the way to the company, I suddenly thought of something.

While waiting for the red light, Liang Weining connected the car system and called the female director of the administrative department, with whom he had a close relationship.

After I made my request, the other party said with a blush, "Why do you need to print business cards yourself? When do you need it? I'll arrange for someone to do it."

Of course the sooner the better.

but.

"The situation is special. My business card is very particular and requires an electronic template."

Why use a template? Because it is convenient for repeated modifications. Liang Weining had no intention of hiding his thoughts.

There was silence on the phone, as if someone was struggling.

"If you find it difficult, I'll think of other ways?" she probed.

It's quite difficult to do.

The other party smiled and said, "As long as you tell me that it was Mr. Chen's instruction, whether it is true or not, I will definitely agree to it."

clear.

I have to borrow the name of a big boss.

Twenty minutes later, they arrived at Shun Tak Building. After parking the car, Liang Weining took the passenger bag and went to the front to wait for the elevator.

It was early today and there weren't many people in the garage.

A man in a suit and tie stood in the staff area. He was Zhuang Jiming, director of the investment department.

I've been in Beijing for two weeks and this is the first time we meet.

Nod to each other and say hello.

The personnel transfer letter was issued yesterday, and probably everyone in the company knows about it, and Zhuang Jiming is no exception.

When entering the elevator, he took the liberty to ask the girl, "Where is your first stop?"

Quite strange.

So far, the boss has never asked a single question about her first trial job.

Where are you going?

"Marketing Department." Liang Weining pointed to the floor number, indicating to the other party that they had arrived at the Investment Department.

Zhuang Jiming smiled and said politely before leaving: "Before you come to the Investment Department, let me know so that I can arrange a welcome ceremony in advance."

Welcome ceremony?

She didn't even have time to keep a low profile, but Director Zhuang was about to put her on the spot.

I didn't realize that this person holds a grudge.

Although the incident happened a long time ago, Liang Weining did feel a little guilty if he were honest with himself.

The last team-building event at headquarters caused a pink misunderstanding. If it were her, she would probably also be feeling aggrieved.

His train of thought is a little strange, it's not his fault.

The moment I stepped into the marketing department, I could clearly feel that the atmosphere of the entire cubicle had undergone an indescribable subtle change in an instant.

It was like a prisoner waiting to be executed at noon, who, in agony of torture and anxiety, finally met the executioner's guillotine.

I had predicted countless scenarios, but I never expected that people would react like this.

Fortunately, things returned to normal quickly.

The director of the marketing department greeted them warmly and introduced them to everyone: "This is Secretary Liang from the top director's office. He is here to inspect our department today—"

"It's studying." Liang Weining corrected.

Correct.

"Learn." The director's face was flushed as he led the applause. "Everyone is welcome."

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There's no need to make such a fuss.

Liang Weining nodded politely and smiled: "I came here with a mission, and I dare not slack off. I am honored to have the opportunity to work with you seniors. I hope that I can get your care in the days to come."

When everyone heard this, they understood clearly.

The so-called "mission" is to investigate the actual situation of each department and assist Mr. Chen in reshuffling the management of the branch.

Once brainstorming starts, it is difficult to stop.

To the extent that no matter what the girl says, it will spontaneously trigger people's associations.

In fact, Liang Weining, who knew nothing about this, was so innocent.

She really just wanted to study. Until that afternoon, I overheard in the tea room that everyone privately called her "Liang Qincha".

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Confused.

It was almost time to get off work, and she had finally finished organizing the distributor information for the medical rehabilitation line. Just as she stood up to get some water, she saw the director knocking on the door and asking if she needed a few more people.

Even a list of assistants had been drawn up, a total of ten people, all of whom were top performers, for her to choose from.

Liang Weining remained silent, feeling that something was wrong, but couldn't put his finger on it.

If you are too diligent, there must be something wrong.

She didn't rush to refuse, but said she would think about it, and casually asked, "Alina has been transferred to the marketing department, why haven't I seen her?"

who.

The director didn't think of such a person at first.

The girl reminded: "The former secretary of the president's office, Alina."

As soon as the president's office was mentioned, the other party suddenly came to his senses.

He smiled and said, "I'm not sure. They are assigned to three groups. Wait a minute and I'll go ask."

"No need to bother."

Liang Weining called the director, "You go and do your work first, and don't have to take care of me."

Being worshipped by others makes me feel uncomfortable.

I was packing up my workstation and getting ready to leave when Shang An from the top floor called.

There was a hint of helplessness in his words, because Mr. Chen had only taken one sip of the cup of coffee half an hour ago.

"Is the boss back to the company?" she asked.

Shang An nodded sadly: "According to normal habits, we should make tea at this time, but Mr. Chen said he wanted coffee."

Fine.

She went up to see what was going on.

A cup of coffee can make people so embarrassed.

I've learned that big bosses are sometimes really hard to serve.

Take the elevator to the top floor and it's quiet.

When Shang An saw her, he blurted out "Boss, save me."

Can't help laughing.

How can she be called a boss when she can hardly protect herself?

Liang Weining asked the other party to go home first and chat privately later.

In Shang An's heart, Secretary Liang is the mainstay of the board's office. When it comes to Mr. Chen, there seems to be no problem she cannot solve.

Calling him boss is the right thing to do.

Go to the tea room, take out the silver hair white needle tea, bring it over and knock on the office door.

The one who opened the door was Xu Zhou.

He nodded slightly at her, signaling with his eyes that he would leave first if there was nothing else.

Liang Weining asked softly: "Is Mr. Chen busy?"

"Not really busy, but I got a call from New York a while ago saying that the second young master caused some trouble."

So, I'm not in a good mood.

After a two-second pause, Xu Zhou lowered his voice and added, "Besides, the gentleman did not sleep well last night."

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This sentence left Liang Weining stumped, not knowing how to respond.

We didn't sleep together last night.

I don't know how the boss sleeps.

She collected her gaze and showed understanding.

After Xu Zhou left, Liang Weining came in with tea and placed the tray on the table in front of the sofa. He tilted his head to look at the office area not far away. A tall man was standing quietly in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, answering a transatlantic call.

From this angle, the silver-white light makes the whole person's aura look cold and oppressive.

Dealing with the second young master's mess, it seems like it's a big deal.

Liang Weining didn't bother him and turned to go into the lounge next door.

Last time, an earring fell out of it. It was a gift she gave herself as a reward when she got her first salary. It was quite expensive and had great significance to her, so it would be a pity to lose it.

Look everywhere, including under the bed, in the closet, and even in blind spots in the corners of storage tables.

Finally, I opened the bedside drawer and saw the exquisite and beautiful earrings, but the position where they were lying was...
Lying quietly on a box of family planning supplies.

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If nothing unexpected happens, the career line and the love line will be interspersed in parallel later. If you think the career line is too dense, please remind me and I will make adjustments, because sometimes I have no idea when I write.