The senior administrators of each branch office are sitting in their own office to report to their highest leadership leaders to explore the work plan.
Cheng Yanke took the headset, and the content of the meeting was similar to usual. He was a little bit lacking to listen to it.
Holding his chin with one hand, he squinted lazily, and he opened his mouth and yawned.
"President, do you look very embarrassed, do you want to rest for a while?"
A regional female manager who was reporting to work in the video asked about it.
In the distance, who does not know that their president is a workaholic, and often goes to the company on the weekend. When you are busy, you do n’t go home for many days, and live directly to the company.
Everything loves to take it on myself. Such a capital is distressed by even employees.
Cheng Yanke waved his hand and signaled her to continue.
Press your fingers with swollen temples.
His gaze inadvertently swept to the pot of immortal balls on the computer. How can its vitality so tenacious?
It has been so many days that it doesn't matter, it is still very moisturizing.
This is what Pei Ruomian was stiffly placed here that year, saying that placing a pot of immortal balls next to the computer will reduce radiation.
She also wanted to get a bigger pot, and he had dispelled the idea of warning.
The fairy ball was full of tender yellow stabs. He didn't know what wind was drawn in his head, and he wanted to reach out to touch it.
‘Hiss’, his fingers were accidentally tied. He quickly retracted his hands, his fingers were broken by two places, and the red blood flowed out.
The spirit is full of suddenly.
He wiped off the blood flowing from his fingers with a paper towel, and looked at the pot of fairy ball bitterly.
It seems that she can not only reduce radiation, but also play a role in refreshing.
After the meeting, he called the secretary in.
The female secretary around 30 came in with a smile in writing, "President."
Cheng Yanke lifted his eyelids and glanced at the secretary who came towards him. He pointed his finger at the fairy ball.
The secretary heard the words slightly, and after a while she returned to God, nodded "Okay."
The president of this pot of cactus took care of it for more than a year, but he didn't care about it some time ago, so he let it die in front of him.
Why did you suddenly start this little plant again today?
The pot of immortal ball was sent by Miss Pei Ruomian. This secret was spread in the company.
Every time Miss Mian Mian comes, the president is always cold or hot, but now the people are not coming, but he is enthusiastic about what they give.
It's really tangled.
Cheng Yanke patiently sprayed water on the fairy ball and sprayed it every other time, like humans playing pets.
There was a peaceful smile on Junlang's face, and the female secretary who watched was stunned.
She really envious of this pot of fairy ball.
President, you might as well spray me.
"Do you have something to do?" Cheng Yanke found that the secretary had been standing in front of him without leaving.
The female secretary, who looks honest and honest, waves his hand and said, "It's okay, I'll go out first."
After she turned around and prepared to exit, Cheng Yanke suddenly said, "I will go to the birthday banquet of the President of Ding Sheng Group at night, you go to prepare a gift."
An old man had a birthday, and it should have been from Lao Cheng, but Ms. Ye was in a bad mood recently. Lao Cheng always would rather bear the people of the world and live up to Ms. Ye.