Chapter 63 A Secretary Carries Too Much
Liang Weining had just laid down after taking a shower when her ears couldn't stop feeling hot. She pinched them with her hands, suspecting someone was saying bad things about her behind her back.

Thinking of this, I picked up my phone and prepared to send a private message to Josie, telling her to keep the secret, but when I saw that it was getting late, I gave up. It would not be nice to wake her up.

It's workday again.

This is the last week before the New Year's Day holiday. We are about to bid farewell to the old and usher in the new. The entire company is immersed in a relaxed and joyful atmosphere.

I had just arrived at the secretary's office and hadn't even sat down when someone from the planning department downstairs came up and said that each department would have to come up with at least one or two programs for the group's annual meeting in half a month.

The board of directors found excuses to shirk their responsibilities last year, but this year they are determined to face the challenge head-on.

Liang Weining was having a headache when suddenly her eyes sharpened and she saw Special Assistant Xu coming out of the elevator outside the glass wall.

Find a savior.

He urged his colleagues in the planning department and whispered, "Assistant Xu is a great singer."

Really?

Ok.

I remember that not long after she joined China and Hong Kong, the directors organized a team-building event. Special Assistant Xu's song "Thousands of Songs" was almost as good as the original, and she won a large number of female fans in the secretariat.

After hearing this, the colleague from the planning department suddenly realized what was going on and nodded, "OK, I'll go find him."

In the aisle, Xu Zhou was stopped in time.

Without waiting for the other party to speak, he pointed to the office and said, "Sorry, I need to report to Mr. Chen. If there is anything, Secretary Liang can make the decision."

Really?

Ok.

The little girl can handle things on her own now, and she can definitely handle this just an annual meeting.

Therefore, colleagues from the Planning Department conveyed Assistant Xu's original words to Secretary Liang.

Liang Weining suddenly felt guilty.

Special Assistant Xu trusted her so much, but she sold him out.

No, it can't be like this.

Finally, after discussion, everyone in the secretariat decided to go on stage together and adapt a Mandarin-Cantonese version of "Blue and White Porcelain".

Only then did Liang Weining realize that there were many hidden talents around him.

In the assistant group, everyone is proficient in almost all kinds of musical instruments and singing.

She was just feeling lonely.

Vivi continued to add fuel to the fire and asked the little one to challenge the Cantonese part, just as a test paper for his studies during this period.

When the assistants heard this, they all agreed and said that our board of directors must make a big splash if they don’t make a name for themselves, and that we must win the Best Talent Award in this year’s competition.

It is rumored that the blind box value of this award starts at at least five figures.

The long-lost desire to fight was ignited.

Liang Weining took a deep breath and was about to agree, but the next moment he let it go.

I can only be conservative: "I'll try my best."

In this way, in addition to their busy work, the talented men and women in the board office also put song rehearsals on their agenda.

The registration process has come to an end.

The internal line is ringing.

After Vivi answered the call, she mouthed two words to Liang Weining: coffee.

Oops.

I was just looking for some fun and forgot about the person in the office.

Not daring to delay any longer, Liang Weining quickly got up and went to the tea room.

After eight minutes, grind without adding sugar.

I knocked on the door and entered, Xu Zhou was also there.

Seeing the girl's calm and composed appearance, he knew that the annual meeting program had been settled.

In front of the class desk, the boss leaned back in the leather chair with a calm expression, holding the annual meeting planning plan and the preliminary budget sheet in his hands, browsing through them with his eyes lowered.

According to past practice, these should have been decided directly by the vice president, but this year, for some unknown reason, Mr. Chen wanted to review it personally.

When Liang Weining put down her coffee, the two documents fell in front of her.

I don't understand what it means.

While I was stunned, I heard the boss's calm voice, "Take a closer look, see if there is anything unreasonable."

Her.

Liang Weining hesitated and said, "I have never attended an annual meeting, so I don't know much about the process."

As a special assistant, Xu Zhou could understand the master's intentions.

Letting an inexperienced person review the plan from an outsider's perspective will help him identify the key problems more sharply.

Therefore, he gave the girl a hint, "Just imagine what the annual meeting you are looking forward to should be like."

The annual meeting that we are looking forward to. Lively, relaxing, receiving red envelopes, and looking forward to the future.

Based on these, Liang Weining looked at the plan again and seemed to understand something.

You could hear a pin drop in the air.

Chen Jingyuan stared at the girl's focused eyes, pointed to the sofa not far away, and asked her to sit over and watch.

Unconsciously, Liang Weining shook his head.

"No need Mr. Chen, I'll just stand."

The man repeated again: "Sit."

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How long will it take her to finish the dozens-page plan?

It was obvious that Mr. Chen's tone was just a little heavier.

But the girl felt a hint of displeasure when hearing this.

She didn't have the courage to argue, so she took the plan and walked towards the sofa area obediently.

The man behind him stood up, lit a cigarette, and stood in front of the French window.

Xu Zhou reported his business schedule for the three-day New Year's Day holiday in an orderly manner. He was interrupted by his boss just after he finished saying two items.

"Keep the first day free and book three tickets to Ocean Park."

"it is good."

The young master goes to Ocean Park every New Year’s Day, but why are there only three tickets?

A guess flashed through his mind, but was denied by Xu Zhou.

impossible.

The progress is not expected to be that fast.

Naturally, he underestimated his boss.

After the itinerary was confirmed, Xu Zhou understood the signal and left early.

The office fell completely silent.

Liang Weining always treats the work assigned by his boss with full attention.

She circled the document with a pen, noting the parts that she thought were unreasonable.

In fact, it mainly focuses on cumbersome formalism.

For example, when the leaders spoke, from the department directors to the senior vice presidents, and then to Mr. Chen from the board office, each person spoke for an average of five minutes, which together would take nearly two hours.

Instead of spending time on this, it’s better to do something practical.

Of course, words cannot be said too bluntly, so Liang Weining tried to be as tactful and roundabout as possible when writing, and I believe that the big boss can understand it.

I was so engrossed in my thoughts that I didn't notice the clear masculine scent approaching from behind the sofa.

Chen Jingyuan's eyes moved vertically downwards to the girl's hand holding a pen. On her wrist was a rose gold four-leaf clover bracelet. When he passed by the secretary's office, he heard from a group of assistants that it was a gift from Secretary Liang's boyfriend.

He wanted to meet the 'boyfriend' whom he had never met before if there was a chance.

“The handwriting is good.”

Ok.

Liang Weining reacted only after she finished answering. She turned sideways and tilted her head eighty degrees, looking at the man with difficulty.

This is the first time from this angle.

The girl's eyes are clear, and the shadow reflected in her bright eyes is clearly visible.

It's him.

Chen Jingyuan pursed his lips and turned his gaze to the plan. He asked in a low voice, "Do you have any objections to the cost budget?"

The financial director is concerned with money matters.

Thinking that the boss was just asking casually, Liang Weining gave a casual answer.

She said: "It costs more than five million to hold an annual meeting, which is enough for an average company to spend for several years."

What he meant was that he thought it was too extravagant and wasteful.

This should have been the end of the story, but the boss had a follow-up story.

The man was tall, and his voice came from above his head. Even though it was gentle enough, it gave people an invisible sense of oppression.

He asked the girl to elaborate.

It's clear that he's trying to make things difficult for others.

Liang Weining wondered sadly whether he would die suddenly one day.

A secretary has a lot to bear.

Chen Jingyuan could easily see through her thoughts and smiled faintly.

He raised his hand and rubbed the girl's hair, with a soothing tone, "Just think of me as the boss. I want to be lazy today. Secretary Liang will get more pay for more work, and I'll get a raise after the New Year."