Gu Shaoting was startled. He didn't expect Shu Pan's answer. He could only murmur, "No trouble."
Seeing his colleagues coming back one after another after dinner, Shu Pan said, "I have to go to work. It's inconvenient. If you have anything to do, let's talk about it when we get home."
"Okay." Gu Shaoting was full of disappointment. Is Shu Pan still unhappy?
He knew that Shu Pan was sulking, but for a while he really didn't know how to coax her.
After hanging up the phone, Shu Pan watched Sister Zhao walking over. The sharp-eyed Sister Zhao immediately saw the paper bag in her hand, which Shu Pan was about to throw away.
"Shu Pan, did you win the lottery? Are you willing to order such expensive takeout? Hey, that's not right. Century-old family doesn't have takeout. If you want to eat, you have to queue up?"
Sister Zhao seemed to be talking to herself. Seeing her surprised expression for a while and then shaking her head, Shu Pan couldn't help but smile.
"Sister Zhao, I didn't win the prize. Her father happened to be passing by, so he bought it for me." Shu Pan told a white lie. No one in the company knew her identity.
If people knew she was Gu's boss lady but came to work at Shengtian Group, they would probably think she was doing it, right? Or did she have ulterior motives?
So Shu Pan should keep a low profile and keep a low profile.
"It just so happens that your husband loves you very much. Like my husband, let alone if he buys it for me to eat, if I buy it for him and put it in his mouth, he may not eat it." Sister Zhao complained.
Same people but different fates.
Shu Pan smiled and said, Hey, people have this mentality. You think I am good, and I think you are good.
But Shu Pan did not go on to avoid being accused of being hypocritical.
Tomorrow is the weekend, and the long-awaited two-day trip is coming.
When I went to work in the afternoon, my colleagues in the same department were all discussing the trip. It was obvious that everyone was focused on having fun.
"Do you think the president will go?" one of the colleagues asked gossiping.
"No way. This weekend is for our administrative department, public relations department, and secretariat. Next weekend is for the sales department and after-sales department. The president can't go there twice, right? But it seems a bit awkward to go with only one of them.
Doesn’t it make sense?”
This colleague's analysis made sense. For a while, whether he would go to the Presidential Conference became the focus of everyone's attention.
"I think the president will go with us, I have a hunch." Another colleague was cryptic.
"Don't you know tomorrow? Anyway, we have to meet at the company and take the tour bus together."
Everyone discussed it for a long time, but no result came out.
Shu Pan raised the corner of his mouth slightly. It seemed that every company paid too much attention to the president, and every move of the president would be the focus of their attention.
Thinking back to the time when I was at Gu's, every move Gu Shaoting made was the focus of discussion among employees.
They are especially interested in the CEO's private life.
Sister Zhao couldn't help but feel a little strange when she saw Shu Pan sitting calmly and not interested in participating in their conversation at all, "Aren't you interested in gossip?"
"What's there to gossip about? What does it have to do with us whether the president goes or not? And if the president goes, he will feel even more uncomfortable, right?" That's what she thought anyway.
"Wrong, wrong, wrong. Go ask them and see if they feel uncomfortable? Their target is the president. It's a rare opportunity to hang out together. Why don't you try your best to show off your charm in front of the president?" Sister Zhao?
It seems that he is used to it.
Shu Pan frowned. He had indeed been out of touch with society for too long.