After a while, Rong Chuqin and Tang Qian came together. They met in the elevator and talked about work while walking.
From the moment he entered the door, the man stared at Song Tang without showing his expression.
When Song Tang saw Feng Jia standing up to say hello, she also stood up in frustration, "Good morning, Mr. Rong."
Rong Chuqin stayed at her table for a moment and said briefly, "Secretary Song, come in."
"yes."
The atmosphere in the Secretary's Office was a little strange. The smile on Feng Jia's face immediately turned into jealousy after the President's Office closed. She looked at Tang Qian and asked with fake concern: "The person sent by Chairman Rong must have two brushes. You
Aren't you afraid that she will push you out?"
Tang Qian was silent, sitting at his work station, lowering his head to prepare today's work materials.
"She has the support of Chairman Rong. You have nothing but to rely on yourself. If you let her take the position of secretary-general, you will be marginalized and sooner or later you will be transferred or persuaded to quit."
Feng Jia saw the panic flashing in Tang Qian's eyes and took the opportunity to suggest: "We might as well leave the task of receiving Luo Zheng to her."
Tang Qian frowned. Luo Zheng was the general agent in the Hong Kong City area. His ability was something to be said, but his character was notoriously bad. It would not be an exaggeration to say that he was a coward. Whenever he saw any attractive member of the opposite sex at a dinner party, he would
Take action.
Feng Jia had suffered from him before. If Rong Chuqin hadn't arrived in time that time, she couldn't have imagined the consequences.
Therefore, every time Luo Zheng came over, Tang Qian was the one to receive him.
"I've shown you the way. You have to know what to do. If she can't stay here anymore, she can still go back to Director Rong. If you are squeezed out, can you have a better place to go?"
Tang Qian was thoughtful. In the elevator just now, Mr. Rong told him to follow Secretary Song's arrangements from now on and report to Secretary Song if anything happens.
Is this a disguised downgrade?
In the CEO's office, Song Tang saw breakfast on the desk as soon as he walked in.
A 10-yuan sandwich was made by Feng Jia to look like it cost 100 yuan. It took a lot of effort.
Rong Chuqin took his seat, reached out and pushed the plate in front of him to the opposite side, "You eat."
"Thank you, no, I've eaten."
"Where to eat?"
Song Tang was a little impatient and felt that he was being too lenient, so he said seriously: "Mr. Rong, this is specially prepared for you by Secretary Feng."
Rong Chuqin heard the displeasure in her words and explained: "This is her job."
"Of course I know, so what?"
"..." He was rejected again. Looking at the face opposite him that was neither happy nor angry but only talking about business, he felt like he was trying to die by covering a piece of ice. No matter how hard he covered it, he couldn't get any heat and it even made him cold.
Penetrating to the bone.
After a long confrontation, she sighed and urged, "You'd better arrange my work quickly."
Rong Chuqin covered up his inner frustration with a serious expression. He sat upright, tapping his fingers on the table alternately, thinking for a moment, and said: "I was in a hurry yesterday and didn't have time to explain. You can go to Tang Qian for work coordination. The secretary will handle it later."
The work is arranged by you. I hope you are worthy of the position of secretary-general and worthy of grandpa's respect. Okay, get out!"
"Yes, Mr. Rong."
After Song Tang finished speaking, he turned around without even giving him a look.
He gritted his teeth secretly, how could he be colder than me?!
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In the afternoon, Song Tang and Tang Qian received Luo Zheng and his party from afar at the hotel.
Luo Zheng got out of the car and his eyes widened when he saw Song Tang.
He circled around Song Tang with his squinting eyes, wondering in his heart: Where did he find such a stunning beauty?!
Under the sun, Song Tang has fair skin, beautiful appearance, tall and slender, and a pair of eyes shaped like peach blossoms. Maybe the weather is too hot and her makeup is smudged. There is a pink halo around the eye circles, and the movement of her eyes adds a bit of mist.
The makeup on her face did not come off due to sweating, but the light powder became clear and smooth, giving her entire face a matte look of pure lust.
Luo Zheng loves this one so much.
"Mr. Luo, let's meet again..."
Luo Zheng couldn't hear Tang Qian's voice, and already stretched out his hands towards Song Tang, "What's your surname, beauty?"
The utterance made Song Tang almost laugh out loud. She quickly stepped back and bowed slightly, "Hello, Mr. Luo, my name is Song Tang. I am the Secretary-General of Mr. Rong and I have just taken office."
Luo Zheng didn't touch it, and he wasn't annoyed. Instead, he became more and more itchy. What he couldn't get was the most attractive thing.
"Ronald, you really understand me. This time I am much better than the last time."
Tang Qian: "..."
Song Tang remembered these words, but she didn't have time to study them in detail for the time being. She half-bowed and stretched out her hand to make a "please" gesture, "Mr. Luo, thank you for your hard work on this hot day. Please arrange check-in first. Please come inside."
"
"Okay Secretary Song, nice to meet you. Would you like to have dinner with us tonight?"
Song Tang was actually a little hesitant, but Tang Qian was about to accompany Rong Chuqin to an industry exchange meeting. A dinner was arranged in the evening.
During the two dinner parties, the work had already been divided. Tang Qian remained silent, and there was no reason for her to ask for a change at this time.
"Yes, Mr. Luo."
Luo Zheng raised his eyebrows, put his hands behind his back, and said teasingly, "Okay, let's have a good chat that night."
After picking up Luo Zheng and his party, Tang Qian hurried back to the company.
Song Tang arrived at the reserved box in advance, touched up her makeup in the bathroom, and prepared some things.
It's going to be a tough battle tonight, I hope these things won't be used.
When the time came, everyone attending the reception dinner came.
Song Tang's makeup is fresh and capable, her delicate facial features are unforgettable without too much modification, and her good figure gives a unique charm to simple suits.
When Luo Zheng came, he was once again amazed by her. Just now, she had a matte and pure style under the sun, but now, she has a bright and moving elegant style.
There were people at the table, both men and women, all old turtles who hang out in shopping malls. They were all smart people. They all noticed Luo Zheng's thoughts about Song Tang, but they all pretended to be deaf and dumb and just watched the fun.
Being drunk was already expected, but Song Tang didn't expect that they would do it so blatantly like adding something to the wine.
"Sorry, I have to go to the bathroom."
When his consciousness became clear, Song Tang violently pushed away Luo Zheng's hands around his waist, and quickly escaped into the bathroom without giving anyone a chance to counterattack.
She leaned against the door and took a deep breath. Apart from dizziness, the biggest feeling she felt in her body was heat and restlessness.
Boiling heat, floating impatience.
She could hear her heartbeat pounding, as if all the cells in her body were burning and her blood was boiling.
Fortunately, she was prepared.
Turn on the faucet, pour water into your mouth continuously, put your fingers into your throat, and induce vomiting.
After a few times, dark red wine spurted out.
Then, she took the essential oil she prepared earlier and rubbed it in front of her nose. The smell could keep her awake.
In order to be more awake, she dropped the essential oil directly into her eyes. This chapter has been completed!