Chapter 15 Sweating
Song Ruochen had just finished cursing when he looked up and saw Jian Yuheng.
Song Ruochen: "Tong..."
[1000 yuan salary has been converted into 1s callback coin. 】
ding dong.
"What's your attitude?" 1 second ago, President Yan suddenly grabbed his arm.
Song Ruochen turned his body and the opponent missed him.
"Please respect yourself." Song Ruochen said coldly.
"Come here!" President Yan raised his hand angrily.
Song Ruochen couldn't dodge in time, and the words "I am your father" came to his lips again.
"Yanfen." A frivolous voice sounded, "What are you doing?"
The tall alpha took a step forward and stood between the two of them.
Yan Fen was stunned for a moment: "Second Master Jian, I am teaching...my subordinates."
"Subordinate? Secretary Song is not your subordinate. We are in the same group. In terms of rank, Secretary Song is on the same level as you." Jian Yuheng said, "If you have any dissatisfaction with the people in the head office, you can talk to me and Jian Feng. There is no need to embarrass Secretary Song."
No matter how much he hated it, Secretary Song was from the head office of this trip. Bullying Song Ruochen was simply an insult to his reputation as his superior at the head office.
"Ah?" Yan was so shocked that he couldn't speak. "Is this Secretary Song Song Song Song?"
"Hmm!" Song Ruochen had a cold face.
Yan Fenren was dumbfounded. It was said that Secretary Song of the head office only took orders from the president and was a low-key person. There were few photos of him circulating, and he had never paid attention to them at all.
No one told him that tools can be so good-looking.
Could the little celebrity he hired to do the job be of this level?
"I'm sorry, Secretary Song." Yan Fen said awkwardly, "I recognized the wrong person."
"Dad can admit his mistakes, he is not blind at all." Song Ruochen thought to himself.
"Yeah, it's okay." Song Ruochen said, "It's getting late, President Jian is already in the box, everyone please be seated."
Secretary Song took a step forward with a cold face and glanced at Jian Yuheng.
"Second Young Master, aren't you leaving?" Song Ruochen asked.
Second Young Master: “…”
Secretary, we still need to use navigation for this distance.
"Come with me." said Jian Yuheng.
Mr. Yan from the branch is a shrewd man. He knows that his behavior just now was a bit impolite, so he finds a topic to talk to Secretary Song, hoping to ease the conflict and test Secretary Song's ability.
"Secretary Song, you were in charge of the acquisition of Yunang TV last year. I would like to ask you some details about the acquisition," said President Yan.
Song Ruochen: "Yeah."
"Regarding the contract number C097, how will Secretary Song handle the acquisition of company employees?" President Yan asked.
Song Ruochen: "Ah."
President Yan: “…”
"Secretary Song..." Yanfen found it difficult to speak again.
Song Ruochen: "Oh."
Seriously crazy.
Are there any normal people in the head office who can communicate?
There is no way to communicate with this cold NPC secretary.
The second young master Jian was also distracted. What was he doing again? Why did he laugh out loud when listening to such a serious business issue?
I hope Jane is always a normal person.
Song Ruochen hummed all the way to the private room, and his ears were finally quiet.
“It’s so annoying,” he told the system. “I didn’t understand a word of it.”
[I don’t understand either~]
[Illiterate system and his illiterate host~]
"Who is illiterate?!" Song Ruochen asked, "I'm a college student."
"But next time you can catch high school students who have traveled through the book." Song Ruochen said, "Especially those who have just finished the college entrance examination. They have the best brains!"
[Okay, let’s try it next time! ]
Song Ruochen sat down between Jian Yi and Jian Er, quietly opened his cell phone, and checked his hard work pay for tonight.
I don’t know when the 50,000 yuan transfer from Jian Feng turned into 49,000 yuan.
Song Ruochen: "...woof."
Jian Yuheng had just sat down when he heard the omega next to him mutter, "Your father is worth 1,000 words."
Jian Yuheng: “?”
Worth 1000?
So when Song Grape falls into decline, you can also spend money to buy it?
Song Ruochen spent 1,000 to withdraw a sentence: Your father?
In other words, when the time is up, there is a possibility of rolling back?
The dinner party with the same branch was scheduled for 19:00. At 18:59, there were two knocks on the door of the private room, and two omega youths came in.
"I'm not late," one of them said.
It's a period, not a question mark. Song Ruochen thought about it and realized that it was a declarative sentence.
Not true.
Omega youth?
He glanced at Jian Yi who was standing beside him.
"Secretary Song, what's wrong?" Jian Feng asked, feeling his gaze.
Song Ruochen: "Your calamity has come."
Jian Feng: “?”
Across the table, some members of the branch's management were exchanging eye contact.
"Boss Yan, is it done?" someone asked.
"I've encountered a lot of problems." Yan Fen said, "Let's try to start with Jian Feng."
"Okay." The subordinate said, "Then let's get him drunk first, and then have someone persuade him to make the recent cooperation issue a minor one."
"Yeah." Yan Fen said.
He raised his eyes again and looked at Secretary Song who was sitting opposite him.
Secretary Song was standing up to pour tea for his two superiors. His slender fingers grasped the gray teapot with skillful and elegant movements.
Look at Mr. Jian again, well, Mr. Jian took the teapot.
"Do you want to drink from the pot?" Song Ruochen asked.
Jian Yuheng was silent for a moment, then said, "I'll do it myself, so Secretary Song won't have to worry about it."
After all, his legs said they didn't want to drink tea anymore.
Song Ruochen, with a lively look in his eyes, placed the teacup steadily in front of Jian Feng.
The dinner with the branch officially began. Yan Fun, as the representative of the branch, took the lead in exchanging a few greetings and started his own plan.
"Boss Jian," Yan said, "There have been some mistakes in the branch's recent work. I would like to apologize to you on behalf of the entire management team of the branch."
After saying that, he stood up and asked his subordinates to pour wine for Jian Feng.
"Mr. Jian," Yan Fen said, "I'll toast to you."
Jian Feng nodded and was about to raise his glass.
A hand came across and snatched away his glass.
"Boss Yan." Song Ruochen began to stop the drinking. "Madam doesn't allow Boss Jian to drink, so I will drink with you on his behalf."
Yan Fen: “…”
This NPC also has the function of blocking alcohol.
Then let's get Secretary Song drunk first. After all, there are more of them, so let's toast each of them with a glass. Let's get Secretary Song drunk first, and then Jian Feng drunk.
"Okay." Yan Fen said, "Secretary Song, I'll give you a gift first."
Jian Yuheng: “?”
Jian Yuheng: “…”
Jian Yuheng suddenly felt a little sweaty.
I don't want to be a ghost anymore.
"Secretary Song." Yan Fen poured the wine, "Come on."
What a fragrant wine! Song Ruochen is drooling. The people in the branch are so rich. This wine seems to be better than the last time.
Song Ruochen picked up the wine glass and prepared to pour it into his mouth——
Snap, a hand slapped the back of his hand, and the wine glass was snatched away again.
Song Ruochen: "Ah?"
"Boss Yan." Jian Yuheng stood up, "I'll drink with you on behalf of Secretary Song."
Jian Yuheng: "Mr. Yan, I also want a compensation gift."
Yan Fen: “?”
Assistant Gong, who was chewing on pig's trotters: "???"
What's going on? Pass the parcel... wine? He hasn't been called in advance.
Professional assistants are best at handling emergencies. Assistant Gong raised his eyes, let go of the pig's trotter in his mouth, and snatched the wine glass from Jian Yuheng's hand.
"Boss Yan." Assistant Gong waved, "Come here."
Yan Fen: “…”
Yan Fen: “…………”