Chu Qiao sat in her seat, her head a little dizzy. She hadn't slept well all night. She was either thinking wildly or memorizing information about the second phase of Jinxuan. She asked Meng Yanchen that she was just the spokesperson for the press conference that day.
, why do you have to carry so many trivial things?
He said that only by truly understanding Jinxuan Phase II can you be a good spokesperson.
Chu Qiao thought about it. The things in these materials seemed trivial, but they were the most basic and important points of Jinxuan. If she didn't even know this, how could she introduce Jinxuan to the people attending the press conference?
Zheng Jiajia patted Chu Qiao on the shoulder and said with concern: "Chu Qiao, please rest! I see that you keep looking at it and your mental state is not good. We have to try on clothes in the afternoon!" Although she knew Chu Qiao at that time.
It hasn't been long, but she feels like she has the most affinity with her in the whole office.
Chu Qiao rubbed her slightly swollen almond-shaped eyes and nodded: "Well, I'll go to the tea room and make a cup of coffee to relieve my troubles!"
Chu Qiao picked up the cup from the table and walked towards the tea room on the sixth floor with empty steps.
The tea room has always been the best place for employees to rest. Colleagues from different departments at the same level will gather here to discuss issues, but most of them are gossip. It's nothing more than the unspoken rules in which department, or which colleague broke up and broke up?
Chu Qiao is not Lu Xiaoya, so naturally she doesn't care much. Normally, she would only go in with her left ear and out with her right ear.
"Hey, I'm telling you a secret, and you must never tell it! If it weren't for our close relationship, I wouldn't tell you casually!" A slightly fat female colleague squinted her eyes and looked mysterious.
Di said in the tea room. In fact, often this so-called secret cannot actually be regarded as a secret.
"Tell me, Xiao Wang, what is it? It can't be that Xiao Li and Linlin from the Finance Department failed in their courtship! What kind of big deal is this? We all know it!" Another colleague curled his lips.
"No, no! This time it's about our president!" The fat colleague's small eyes were shining brightly.
Chu Qiao was stunned, but continued to listen to them.
"Isn't our President Meng always nostalgic among flowers without a trace of flower dew on his body? I think this time, the President will probably settle down?"
"Ah! How is it possible? Who is it?"
Chu Qiao bit her lip with her teeth and stared at the boiling water poured into her cup little by little.
"She is the daughter of Director Zhang of Bie Group. She is well-educated, beautiful, and has such a rich father. People on the 18th floor told me that Zhang Xiaotong has been very diligent in finding President Meng recently.
She ran for three days and two days. The president also seemed to like her very much!"
"Ah, what a pity! I..."
"Don't be a toad and want to eat swan meat! It's absolutely impossible for you!" The person on the side said sarcastically, and everyone laughed.
"Ah!" Chu Qiao was fascinated by what she heard, but she didn't realize at all that the boiling water had already overflowed the rim of the cup and dripped on the back of her hand.
The scalding boiling water made her shrink her hand. As she shrank her hand, the ceramic quilt fell to the ground with a crash and shattered into pieces.
"I'm sorry..." Chu Qiao nodded apologetically to the female colleagues around her.
Most of the female colleagues knew Chu Qiao in front of them. When they saw her pale face, sunken eye sockets and dark circles, they thought she was like this because she didn't sleep well and her hands were slippery, so someone said: "
It’s okay! Judging from your appearance, you should have a good rest!”
"Watch your body!"
The back of Chu Qiao's left hand was washed under cold water for a long time, but it was still very hot. The injury was strange, as it could travel along her left hand to her heart. Then, she silently used a broom and mop to clean up the debris on the ground.
clean.
The cup broke and there was no more coffee to drink. My heart seemed to hurt.
She walked out of the tea room lonely, walked down the aisle, and headed towards the office.
Doesn't Meng Yanchen like that woman named An Ran? Then who is this Miss Zhang? She smiled self-deprecatingly, her status was even worse than that of Miss Zhang. Maybe, he and her will be together soon
, he doesn’t want her to stay with him anymore, he doesn’t want her anymore...
Isn't this what I expected? But there was a slight bitterness in my heart.