After coming out of the residential building, Li Wei looked at Song Nanqiao and smiled brightly.

"Sister Qiao is thinking about cherishing her talents and wants to arrange a job for her?"

He saw her kindness.

Song Nanqiao nodded.

"It's indeed a good seedling. If you keep staying here, it's a pity. If you can't see it, you won't care. Since you know, just help. The Down Group case was already lenient, and the marketing department was constantly short of people, just that."

Li Wei pursed her lips and said nothing.

………

The next day, sure enough, Miao Ying received a call from Song Nanqiao at home.

Recommended by her, Down Group was directly admitted.

In the president's office.

After Dawei handed the documents in his hand to Tang Jingze, he stopped talking.

He didn't even raise his head, "Is there anything to say?"

"Mr. Song stuffed someone to the marketing department again!"

"Male?" he looked up and asked.

Dawei smiled with his lips, "No, female, a very honest and highly educated girl."

Tang Jingze lowered his head and handed him the documents in his hand, "Send them down."

Dawei thought about it and said, "That president, will this office still be merged?"

It seems inappropriate, but he insists on doing so. Who can do it?

They don’t know what kind of temperament Tang Jingze is.

That means a one-on-one existence.

"This is the case for now. Mid-Autumn Festival is coming soon. You should prepare everything. There are no mistakes. There are quarterly financial summary to show me and detailed reports."

Dawei nodded repeatedly.

"By the way, there are also the design drawings of both of them, let me take a look at them."

Hearing that Song Nanqiao was narrowly defeated, he wanted to see what good results could be achieved if he hangs with Li Wei all day long and wanders around the construction site.

Thinking of Li Wei, his face became more and more gloomy.

Dawei raised his eyebrows and swallowed everything he wanted to say.

"Yes, then I'll go down and do these first."

"Um."

Dawei withdrew, Tang Jingze frowned, as if an inexplicable emotion was swelling in his chest. He turned his face sideways and looked over unexpectedly.

When Song Nanqiao looked up, he happened to meet those cold eyes, the transparent office, without any privacy, and felt as if he was being monitored by others all the time, and he was so angry that he gritted his teeth.

She gave him a blank look and continued to work.

Li Wei watched Dawei go to the design department’s archives room and immediately followed.

With a sunny smile, as soon as I opened the door, I saw Dawei copying the information.

"Big Viagra, what are you doing?"

Dawei gave the eyes and accidentally noticed the injury on Li Wei's arm.

Perhaps because he prefers his own president, he is just polite to Li Wei.

"Copy the information!"

He replied honestly and without any adulteration, but anyone with eyes can see that he was copying the information, but he obviously didn't say anything valuable.

"What's wrong? I'll come in with me? Have something to say?"

Following Tang Jingze, Dawei already had a delicate heart.

It has long been seen that Li Wei has something to say.

"Um!"

Li Wei nodded and leaned over with his pleasing help.

"I want to ask, don't Tang hate me very much?"

When Dawei asked this, he raised his eyebrows and laughed.

"How did you see it?"

Why is this child so sunny?

"He got angry when he saw me. If Sister Qiao and I got closer, he would want to kill me with his eyes. After a few times, I was very panicked."

Although Li Wei said something outrageously, it was almost the same.

Dawei thought about it before and after, he had some concerns.

It would be better if the bosses said anything.

What does it have to do with him if you like to hate him?

"Okay, I'll know your expression. I'll pay attention to it in the future, but please give me some beautiful words. Sister Qiao and I need help, but I really need to learn from her. If there is nothing else, please rest assured."

After a quick explanation, Li Wei turned around and ran away immediately.

Dawei was stunned for a second, and then shook his head helplessly.

What do you care about this?

The two big bosses fought, and the only ones who endured the hardships were probably the little ones below them.

Twitched the documents in your hand.

He said to himself, "I still said I don't worry or worry about it, so why do I do this?"

After printing all the copies of the design drawings, Dawei went back to Tang Jingze's office directly.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw that my president frowned and was in a very bad mood.

"Why are you going for so long?"

Dawei touched his nose and put down the document respectfully, "I met an acquaintance and said a few words."

It’s really an impatient thing to encounter a wife!

I laughed in my heart, but I didn't dare to say anything in my mouth.

Tang Jingze didn't say anything, and Dawei couldn't help but poke his head.

"President, don't you ask, who am I meeting?"

"Say something if you have something to do."

Tang Jingze raised his eyelids and looked at it, his expression was light and cold.

Dawei's eyes dodged and did not dare to face him.

"Li Wei, he asked me to tell me if the president hates him very much."

"Oh?" He curled his lips and became interested, "How did you reply?"

"I didn't say anything, but he showed his loyalty and asked me to give him a few good words. President, please see, are there any misunderstandings here?"

OK, this kid is deliberately stimulating?

"There is also the president, Li Wei seems to be injured. Yesterday, the wife seemed to go to the construction site with him. Look..."

In fact, Dawei's meaning is very simple, I hope the president will care about his wife.

But Tang Jingze misinterpreted another meaning.

He tapped the table, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his lips.

"Your job is too idle. I'll get all the financial statements for this year."

Dawei was shocked and swallowed violently.

"President, no!"

He suddenly stood up, and regardless of how aggrieved Dawei was, he went directly to Song Nanqiao's office opposite.

Pushing the door and lingering in.

Song Nanqiao's hand holding the document was stuck and he raised his head inexplicably, "What are you doing?"

This man never knocks on the door every time he comes in.

Looking at his eyes, he suddenly showed anger, and I wonder where she made him unhappy again.

"Song Nanqiao, does it feel good to be missed by men?"

Neuropathy!
To be continued...