The people in the picture were dancing happily and twerking happily. It was hard for Su Man to imagine what these bosses looked like when they twerked. This was all part of Xiao He's idea.
Xiao He said that they were too serious and abstinent at work. If they danced retro rock, it would definitely be very sexy.
"Then you are too conservative. Why do you want to arrange a pole striptease?" Su Man laughed.
"No. How can Lu Shi's figure be shown to other women?" Xiao He was very possessive and winked at Su Man ambiguously, "There are still traces of my scratching on his back."
This topic was too sensitive, so Su Man coughed and turned her head.
The screen went black, and the faces of all the bosses were not very good-looking. The only female boss, Director Tu, had a very peaceful attitude. He looked at Su Man and Xiao He, "Am I digging a hole for myself?"
Everyone else's eyes fell on Wen Jiaze and Zhou Xun. Everyone knew that Tengda was basically the decision maker for them.
As long as one person objects, let them stand on the stage and talk about cross talk and perform skits, it will be better than the current retro rock.
They don't climb to high positions just to make their subordinates laugh. How can they relax?
Wen Jiaze, on the other hand, put his hands in his pockets, with a cool expression and a middle-class aura, "Of course I will listen to the instructions of our Director Su and Cui Dao. What about you, Zhou Xun?"
He showed his attitude and now kicked the ball to Zhou Xun.
Zhou Xun also nodded and agreed to their ghost show. Xiao He applauded, she clapped her hands, and the staff pushed the clothes up, "This is the clothes ordered based on everyone's work clothes. It has been cleaned and disinfected, and everyone has been posted on it.
You can choose the boss’s name.”
The clothes from the last century with sequins were all collected by Su Man from all over the market.
The arrogance, coquettishness, and elegance all match the characters of the bosses, but at the same time disrupt their personalities.
The small label is written in Juanxiu's handwriting. With Xiaohe's arrogant appearance, it's natural that she can't write such calm words.
Zhou Xun rubbed it for a while and took off his clothes. He knew that once the obedient Su Man and Cui He collided, sparks would inevitably erupt from the friction.
Zhou Xun is often missing when everyone is practicing. He is really too busy and has meetings every other day.
All the bosses suddenly wished that their work could be more saturated, and they would not have to be arrested by Su Man and others for rehearsals every day.
When it came time for the group rehearsal, Zhou Xun showed up. He had not participated in a few rehearsals, but he remembered all the moves very accurately.
Xiao He watched and murmured to Su Man, "Is the boss secretly practicing at home under the guise of a meeting?"
"Who knows." Xiao He paid attention to the rehearsal here, and Su Man went to look at the venue layout. The division of labor between the two was very clear.
Although he remembered the movements, his movements were not very large. Xiao He was not happy, wrapped up the script and shouted, "Boss, look at how the big devil twists, there is no arc at all, there is no beauty in this."
"Oops, wrong direction."
"The pace is slow!"
Xiao He's voice echoed in the venue, Su Man was laughing, and occasionally her eyes would fall to the stage.
Zhou Xun seemed a little shy, as this was not his area of expertise.
Su Man suddenly remembered the first year she met him, when he was singing in "Qingben Beauty", he was very good in it and attracted countless girls, who wanted to spend a lot of money to sleep with her.
She blinked, and it turned out that it had been so long, so long that it was like a memory from her previous life.
All other work has been left behind. Su Man is currently focused on the annual meeting project. As it gets closer, she becomes a little nervous and often finds fault with others.
Xiaohe couldn't stand it anymore and dragged her to eat ice cream, "You're too nervous."
"Are you not nervous? This is my first time in charge of an annual meeting. What if people are dissatisfied?"
"I have attended so many annual conferences, and the creativity and project arrangements this time are the best I have ever seen. After the annual conference, whoever says you can't execute your ideas will be at odds with me!"
Su Man smiled and ate the ice.
Soon the day of the annual meeting arrived, and the always strict bosses wore bright costumes on the stage and danced retro rock music from the last century, which directly ignited the scene.
The lights shone on them, their clothes shone with light, and Xiao He cooperated with them, and everyone followed suit.
The two ladies are the lead dancers in this performance, but the men behind them are not inferior to them, and they are so confident that people can't take their eyes away.
Su Man held the walkie-talkie, and there was no loophole in the venue. The walkie-talkie was silent, and she could concentrate on enjoying the dance at this moment.
Many female colleagues are attracted to them.
Su Man's gaze passed over the eyes and drifted to Bai Qiumiao. She saw that Bai Qiumiao's eyes were as full of love as before, and they were also the same as Su Man's before.
In the past, Su Man might have been angry and sad when seeing such an expression, but now she felt that all this had nothing to do with her.
This year's annual meeting combines the retro of the last century with modern technology and is full of creativity. Many people asked, "Damn, who is the chief planner this year? This is too awesome."
Xiaohe felt very proud when she heard that, and raised her wine glass, "Of course it's Su Man, who else can match her creativity."
After five or six processes were completed, she handed over the matter to the deputy executive and went backstage. She also arranged a program for herself.
She had been too isolated in these years and always huddled in a corner at annual meetings. She thought that if she wanted to move forward, she could not stay huddled in this corner.
Su Man couldn't remember the last time she sang. At least at that time, her voice was still fine.
When she held the microphone, she was even a little frightened, and Xiao He held her hand.
She was wearing a pure white skirt with a bustle that puffed up the skirt, like a princess stepping out of an oil painting.
The host had finished announcing the show, and the lights suddenly went out, causing a small commotion.
Bai Qiumiao was talking to Lu Shi and Zhou Xun. Neither of them spoke, and their eyes fell on the screen involuntarily.
The video scrolled with a short film that Su Man had cut out after staying up all night. It was a video of team building before Tengda. Zhou Xun hadn't come yet at that time, and they quietly watched everyone's flashing smile.
Someone in the crowd muttered, "Oh, what a dark history." But their faces were all smiling and even a little touched.
The screen gradually stopped, and Su Man slowly appeared on the stage from the elevator. A warm and soft light followed her, making her white dress particularly pure and flawless.
Everyone never knew that Su Man, who had always kept a low profile, could look so beautiful this night.