After leaving the staff restaurant, An An suddenly said: "Uncle Zhou Yang, please take me to other places to see. I don't want to take a lunch break."
Zhou Yang gave him a strange look. Logically speaking, An An should not be interested in these things, but why now...
However, An An is willing to take the initiative to learn about the company, and Zhou Yang naturally welcomes it: "Okay, but if someone asks, how are you going to introduce yourself?"
An An said: "I just said, I just need to be your little follower!"
Zhou Yang laughed and said, "I don't dare to take this seriously."
An An said sweetly: "There is nothing I dare not do. Uncle Zhou Yang is the chief secretary. In the company, he is below one person and above ten thousand people. It is my honor to be your little follower."
After hearing this, Zhou Yang couldn't help laughing and said: "Who taught you these words?"
"I figured it out myself." An An recalled: "When the sister who taught me how to buy meal tickets mentioned you, she immediately showed respect. By the way, I originally wanted to invite her to have dinner with us, but she was afraid
You thought it was a relationship, so you rejected me."
Zhou Yang looked normal and said, "It's normal for her to think so."
An An said firmly: "But I know that Uncle Zhou Yang is not such an unkind person."
Zhou Yang touched the back of his head and said: "An'an, I'm amiable in front of you, but I'm famous as a smiling tiger in the company. Every year, there are many new employees who come to get close to me. You know what their final outcome is.
What?"
An An guessed: "They couldn't have been... fired, right?"
"That's not the case." Zhou Yang said, "But I will tell their names to the leaders of their departments, causing them to be named and criticized, and they have to write self-criticisms. After a long time, they don't even dare to have dinner with me.
, An'an, do you think Uncle Zhou Yang is very harmful?"
Looking at Zhou Yang's somewhat self-deprecating look, An An shook her head: "No, I know that Uncle Zhou Yang did this just to improve the company's atmosphere."
Zhou Yang's smile became more real: "I'm glad you think so."
An An sympathized: "But if this happens, Uncle Zhou Yang will offend a lot of people, right?"
Zhou Yang did not deny it: "Well, this kind of thing is always inevitable."
An An couldn't help but comforted: "Uncle Zhou Yang, don't be sad. I know that you are actually saving them."
"Huh?" In fact, Zhou Yang was not sad, but An An's words made him want to find out: "Why do you think I am saving them?"
An An said: "If you accept their gifts today, then they will dare to ask you to do things for them tomorrow. If your boss finds out, with his tyrant-like character, they will definitely die even worse."
Zhou Yang couldn't help laughing after listening to his serious analysis.
When An An saw this, his expression turned into confusion: "Uncle Zhou Yang, why are you laughing? Did I say something wrong?"
After Zhou Yang had laughed enough, he said: "An'an, you are right. I laughed because I didn't expect that in your heart, I have no shortcomings at all. Is it because you have a good impression of me, or do you have a bad impression of Mr. Li?"
Is the prejudice too deep?”
"I..." An An choked.
Seeing that he was speechless, Zhou Yang said gently: "Okay, you can think about this issue after you go back."