Soon, Lin Xin helped Mu Qingqing move a series of office supplies into the president's office.
Mu Qingqing thanked her, Lin Xin handed her some information and walked out.
Behind the desk, a certain man was still working seriously, looking unfocused. Mu Qingqing took the document and did not disturb him. She walked to her office chair and sat down, opened the document, and suddenly her eyebrows curled up.
He is actually familiar with a series of the company's processes! There is also a striking red word at the bottom of the first page, "If you don't understand, just ask me, msn:******x or ask the president (of course, you are not afraid of his words)
)."
She secretly glanced at Cheng Moyan, smiled, and then thought to herself, Lin Xin is really a considerate child.
Looking at the time, she stopped thinking about it, took the file and started reading.
After finishing the first page, she was about to turn the page, but the document in her hand disappeared. Looking at the empty palms, she blinked, and a shadow was cast above her head. She looked subconsciously, but she saw Cheng Moyan's face turned dark.
.Suddenly, she remembered something, closed her eyes, and prayed in her heart: God bless him, don’t blame Secretary Lin~~~~~~ Seeing those striking words, Cheng Moyan suddenly felt depressed. Originally, seeing her smiling happily, he
He was in a good mood and was very curious about the content that made her laugh. After struggling for a long time, he finally decided to come over and see what made her laugh from ear to ear. As a result, what he saw was this sentence.
Damn Lin Xin, do you really want to go to Africa?
Looking at Mu Qingqing, who was sitting on the chair with his head drooping, Cheng Moyan snorted coldly, threw down the documents, and returned to his own boss chair. After a while, he said coolly, "Ask me if you have any questions!"
Hearing his voice, Mu Qingqing trembled subconsciously. When he finished speaking, she breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Fortunately, he wasn't angry, otherwise she would be too sorry for Lin Xin."
But the next second, self-blame came overwhelmingly, she thought, she should kneel down to Lin Xin devoutly, "I was wrong, I shouldn't have laughed so happily, I shouldn't have been vigilant at all, I shouldn't have let you
The boss just took away the documents. I shouldn’t have made a lot of mistakes. In the end, the mistake was that I shouldn’t have come. I shouldn’t have come here in the first place. If I didn’t come, you wouldn’t have...
…”
Cheng Moyan picked up the phone, pressed a button casually, and then said, "I'll give you a week to hand over your work and complete all the procedures for going to Africa."
Mu Qingqing was about to cry but had no tears. Needless to say, he knew who he was talking about.
Lin Xin, I'm sorry for you~~~~ Next door to the president's office, Lin Xin put down the phone and looked at the sky outside the window: God, please forgive me~~~~~~Oh, in the world
He was the only one who was the most miserable. He was kind-hearted to help others, but in the end, he was implicated, ugh, and, even though he thought about it, he still didn’t feel that there was anything he had done or written wrong...
CEO's office.
After admitting his mistake, Mu Qingqing glanced at the person who was working hard and showed no signs of changing his mind. Mu Qingqing curled her lips, stood up, walked to his desk, leaned forward, and asked cautiously, "President, can you not assign Secretary Lin to this position?"
Going to Africa?”
Feeling her fear, the stuffiness in the elevator lingered in his chest again. His hands moved quickly, without even raising his head, Cheng Moyan said, "Reason."
Mu Qingqing hesitated, why?!
[The reason is that I am new here, and there are still many things I don’t understand, and you cannot always be free to solve my problems, so at this time, Secretary Lin needs to appear.] Ah, no, no, that’s why.
She is dead, but is she of such high value?
[Secretary Lin is very capable and is your good helper. He is indispensable] Ah, no, no, that would make him inseparable from Lin Xin, and then Lin Xin would probably die even more miserably. Then, what should she say?
?
After thinking for a long time, there was no result. Mu Qingqing stood in front of the desk with her head hanging down, not knowing what to do.