Ou Haoxuan was suspicious, why did Qi Zimo need a desk?
His desk will never see a document for a hundred years. There will always be only a computer and a pen holder, with a few pens standing there as lonely as antennas, and then it will be empty. The entire president's office is empty except for the bookshelf on the side.
Except for some information, it is almost as empty as the furnishings in a model house.
Seeing Ou Haoxuan depressed, Qi Zimo was very happy, "Tsk, tsk, why doesn't our brother Haoxuan speak today? He usually talks no matter what?"
"Is something wrong?" Ou Haoxuan lazily raised his eyes to glance at Qi Zimo's screen, then lowered his head to look at the document in his hand.
Although Ou Haoxuan of LSA Group usually has fewer things to do than the presidents of other general groups, he usually has a lot of things to do in the morning. His free time is often in the afternoon. It can be said that in the entire N City, there are not many jobs on his desk early in the morning.
The documents submitted by people were placed on the table, and the only large company group that was so empty that there was not even a piece of paper was Mr. Qi Zimo of ODV.
"Hey, hey, why doesn't our Mr. Ou change his lines? I've known you for so many years. Every time I come to you, I either stay silent or say, 'What's the matter?'
"?" Qi Zimo's tone was very resentful, sounding like a resentful woman who had been abandoned by a man.
"If it's okay, I'll hang up." Ou Haoxuan lowered his eyes, picked up the remote control, and made a gesture to the huge LCD screen opposite the desk to shut down.
Seeing that Ou Haoxuan was about to close the door, Qi Zimo quickly moved his entire face in front of the camera. Originally, Qi Zimo's eyes were very big, but now that he was so close, his eyes instantly became several times bigger. It can be said that the entire LCD
Qi Zimo's eyes were all on the screen.
"Wait!!" Qi Zimo shouted loudly.
Ou Haoxuan's fingers that were about to press the button stopped and he looked up at Qi Zimo.
"Mr. Shan and I came to you about the Dubai development project."
Frowning lightly, Ou Haoxuan realized that he was really not in a good mood today. His gray eyes glanced at the mobile phone on the table inadvertently, and Qian Duoduo still didn't send a text message. In the past few days, he felt that he was worried about An Jia's affairs.
I was relegated to the cold palace. I put it aside and it was about to ferment, become moldy, and stink.
"Haoxuan is in a bad mood. You'd better stop talking nonsense and get to the point." Shan Tianhan, who was busy reading the documents, put down the documents in his hand, and then glanced at Qi Zimo's video, "Also, put it down
Move away that big face of yours, don't stand in front of the screen and make your eyes so big. Do you want to make a horror movie?"
Qi Zimo was dissatisfied, "A horror movie? Your sister, it's an idol drama, okay?! Have you ever seen such a handsome male ghost?"
Shan Tianhan raised his eyebrows and refused to argue with Qi Zimo, "..."
"I want to shoot a Japanese AV and show off my perfect figure. Is there any challenge in a horror movie?" Qi Zimo said with a narcissistic look.
"Can men shoot Japanese AV?" Shan Tianhan picked up the pen and continued to scribble on the documents, signing what should be signed, and reading what should be read.
It seems like he always has a lot of things to do.
Qi Zimo replied: "I know, it requires skills!"
"Heh." A sarcastic smile appeared on Shan Tianhan's lips.
This smile was such that Qi Zimo forgot his original motive for looking for Ou Haoxuan, and started shouting directly at Shan Tianhan, "Don't disagree. When an ordinary man hears that he is going to be on camera, so many people surround him."
Yes, where..."
Ou Haoxuan stretched out his hand to rub his temples tiredly, and directly interrupted Qi Zimo, "The issue of Dubai was discussed yesterday."
Ou Haoxuan always gets immediate results when doing things. What can be done today will never be postponed until tomorrow, and what can be solved in one hour will never take more than an hour.
In addition, the pressure in Mr. Ou has been low recently, and the people below are working hard, so there is no chance of laziness. As for the design drawings and development documents of Dubai, Ou Haoxuan had already seen them yesterday, and they had already solved them yesterday.
"Money, I also asked Anna to transfer it to your account, what else are you discussing?" His gray eyes glanced coldly at Qi Zimo's baby face, the implication being that if nothing happens, get out of here immediately and don't give a damn.
Wasting his American time here.
"Wait a minute." Qi Zimo saw that Mr. Ou was a little impatient and did not continue to play tricks like before. He stepped back and took out a piece of paper from the drawer of his desk, "Do you know PY?"
"PY?" Hearing this word, Ou Haoxuan's eyes became colder. Ou Haoxuan became suspicious, why does Qi Zimo need a desk?
His desk will never see a document for a hundred years. There will always be only a computer and a pen holder, with a few pens standing there as lonely as antennas, and then it will be empty. The entire president's office is empty except for the bookshelf on the side.
Except for some information, it is almost as empty as the furnishings in a model house.
Seeing Ou Haoxuan depressed, Qi Zimo was very happy, "Tsk, tsk, why doesn't our brother Haoxuan speak today? He usually talks no matter what?"
"Is something wrong?" Ou Haoxuan lazily raised his eyes to glance at Qi Zimo's screen, then lowered his head to look at the document in his hand.
Although Ou Haoxuan of LSA Group usually has fewer things to do than the presidents of other general groups, he usually has a lot of things to do in the morning. His free time is often in the afternoon. It can be said that in the entire N City, there are not many jobs on his desk early in the morning.
The documents submitted by people were placed on the table, and the only large company group that was so empty that there was not even a piece of paper was Mr. Qi Zimo of ODV.
"Hey, hey, why doesn't our Mr. Ou change his lines? I've known you for so many years. Every time I come to you, I either stay silent or say, 'What's the matter?'
"?" Qi Zimo's tone was very resentful, sounding like a resentful woman who had been abandoned by a man.
"If it's okay, I'll hang up." Ou Haoxuan lowered his eyes, picked up the remote control, and made a gesture to the huge LCD screen opposite the desk to shut down.
Seeing that Ou Haoxuan was about to close the door, Qi Zimo quickly moved his entire face in front of the camera. Originally, Qi Zimo's eyes were very big, but now that he was so close, his eyes instantly became several times bigger. It can be said that the entire LCD
Qi Zimo's eyes were all on the screen.
"Wait!!" Qi Zimo shouted loudly.
Ou Haoxuan's fingers that were about to press the button stopped and he looked up at Qi Zimo.
"Mr. Shan and I came to you about the Dubai development project."
Frowning lightly, Ou Haoxuan realized that he was really not in a good mood today. His gray eyes glanced at the mobile phone on the table inadvertently, and Qian Duoduo still didn't send a text message. In the past few days, he felt that he was worried about An Jia's affairs.
I was relegated to the cold palace. I put it aside and it was about to ferment, become moldy, and stink.
"Haoxuan is in a bad mood. You'd better stop talking nonsense and get to the point." Shan Tianhan, who was busy reading the documents, put down the documents in his hand, and then glanced at Qi Zimo's video, "Also, put it down
Move away that big face of yours, don't stand in front of the screen and make your eyes so big. Do you want to make a horror movie?"
Qi Zimo was dissatisfied, "A horror movie? Your sister, it's an idol drama, okay?! Have you ever seen such a handsome male ghost?"
Shan Tianhan raised his eyebrows and refused to argue with Qi Zimo, "..."
"I want to shoot a Japanese AV and show off my perfect figure. Is there any challenge in a horror movie?" Qi Zimo said with a narcissistic look.
"Can men shoot Japanese AV?" Shan Tianhan picked up the pen and continued to scribble on the documents, signing what should be signed, and reading what should be read.
It seems like he always has a lot of things to do.
Qi Zimo replied: "I know, it requires skills!"
"Heh." A sarcastic smile appeared on Shan Tianhan's lips.
This smile was such that Qi Zimo forgot his original motive for looking for Ou Haoxuan, and started shouting directly at Shan Tianhan, "Don't disagree. When an ordinary man hears that he is going to be on camera, so many people surround him."
Yes, where..."
Ou Haoxuan stretched out his hand to rub his temples tiredly, and directly interrupted Qi Zimo, "The issue of Dubai was discussed yesterday."
Ou Haoxuan always gets immediate results when doing things. What can be done today will never be postponed until tomorrow, and what can be solved in one hour will never take more than an hour.
In addition, the pressure in Mr. Ou has been low recently, and the people below are working hard, so there is no chance of laziness. As for the design drawings and development documents of Dubai, Ou Haoxuan had already seen them yesterday, and they had already solved them yesterday.
"Money, I also asked Anna to transfer it to your account, what else are you discussing?" His gray eyes glanced coldly at Qi Zimo's baby face, the implication being that if nothing happens, get out of here immediately and don't give a damn.
Wasting his American time here.
"Wait a minute." Qi Zimo saw that Mr. Ou was a little impatient and did not continue to play tricks like before. He stepped back and took out a piece of paper from the drawer of his desk, "Do you know PY?"
"PY?" Upon hearing this word, Ou Haoxuan's eyes became even colder.