"Wait a little longer."
Seeing that her repeated urging had yielded no results, Zheng Yao, her face flushed with anger, threw down a sentence:
"What a useless piece of trash!"
After saying that, she slammed the door and left.
While working on her task, Lin Ran looked up at the direction of Fang Yu's office door upon hearing the sound.
The door slammed shut with a deafening bang, and she couldn't help but mutter a complaint under her breath:
"What's wrong now?"
A young girl standing nearby jokingly chimed in, "Maybe the young couple had a fight."
Hearing this, Lin Ran's smile deepened.
Great minds think alike.
During these three days, Song Mai was almost constantly busy, either attending meetings or processing meeting-related materials. When she finally had a little free time, she also had to deal with the summary meeting materials.
I was too busy to contact Chu Xing or reply to Lin Ran's message.
The person in charge of liaising with Song Mai at the conference was a very meticulous middle-aged man who was extremely meticulous in handling everything and could even point out flaws in Song Mai's work at times.
This made Song Mai extremely prepared, putting in her utmost effort at work, even sacrificing sleep.
Fortunately, the last day finally arrived, and with the conclusion of the meeting, Song Mai's work in Ningcheng came to an end.
After organizing the materials she had worked on through the past few nights, Song Mai handed them over to the contact person. She only breathed a sigh of relief after the person nodded in approval.
"If there are no further problems, I'll be going now."
The contact person stuffed the documents into their bag, indicating that she could leave.
Song Mai has attended many meetings and major events over the years, but this is the first time someone has been able to accurately point out her shortcomings in her work every time. Although she felt somewhat frustrated, she also felt that she had learned a lot.
According to the plan, she was supposed to return to the company that afternoon to give a work report, but because there were no suitable trains available, the company made a special exception and allowed her to return to the company the next morning to give the report.
After returning to the hotel and packing her luggage, Song Mai took a taxi to a famous street in Ningcheng while she still had some time.
She quickly browsed around for a while, and as she passed a clothing store, she immediately spotted a men's shirt hanging on a hanger.
It's not the usual black and white, but a light sky blue. The collar and cuffs use traditional Chinese knot buttons. The style isn't particularly complicated, but it's elegant and beautiful.
The fabric wasn't top-grade silk, but it still had a subtle sheen, and just looking at it made you feel that it would feel great to the touch.
For some reason, when she saw this dress, a person involuntarily came to mind.
The man who saved her several times, the man who delivered documents to her across cities overnight.
Even though his appearance and usual style are more aloof and don't match the style of this shirt at all, Song Mai was as if bewitched, and felt at first glance that he would look great in it.
Perhaps it was out of trust in his looks, or perhaps it was to express her gratitude to him, or perhaps it was simply to buy him some clothes, but in any case, Song Mai bought the clothes without much hesitation without much thought.
The clothes weren't cheap; compared to the inexpensive suit I bought him last time, this shirt alone cost the same.
Song Mai stroked the shirt fabric, and the image of him wearing the shirt uncontrollably floated into her mind. She even felt a little looking forward to going home.
Thinking of this, she was suddenly startled by her own idea, and murmured to herself:
"go home……"
She felt a little bit of the warmth of home for the first time in a long time.
Song Mai picked out an aquamarine bracelet for Lin Ran in the neighborhood before leaving satisfied.
Meanwhile, inside the Yunxing Group building.
The man was still in a meeting with the planning department, a cold, indifferent smile playing on his lips, his eyes deep and icy.
The people who occupied most of the conference room didn't dare to breathe loudly, all keeping their heads down, hoping that the anger of their superiors would dissipate quickly so that they could get through this ordeal smoothly.
However, the man did not seem to intend to let them go. His extremely cold eyes swept across the faces of everyone present, finally settling on the director of the planning department.
"Does the company employ you guys just to freeload?! After all these days, you still have the nerve to show me something like this!"
As he spoke, he raised his hand and threw the folder on the table in front of the planning department director.
"Bang--"
The folder fell onto the desktop, startling the planning department director so much that he involuntarily trembled, then turned pale and hurriedly offered an explanation.
"We've already revised it to the sixth version; this was revised overnight last night..."
But his explanation only made things worse; the man in the high seat looked even more displeased.
"Take a look at the proposals your department has produced! How can you be a director! You can't even handle something this simple? I think you should step down as soon as possible!"
The planning director was covered in cold sweat, his shirt soaked through.
He quickly picked up the document, apologizing as he did so.
"I'll arrange for someone to redo it right away."
The man's gaze was chilling as he stared directly at him, making the planning director afraid to look up.
"I need to see the final version by tomorrow morning, otherwise you and the rest of them don't need to come anymore! Meeting adjourned!"
"Yes, yes..."
Upon hearing the last two words, everyone felt as if they had been granted a pardon and left the meeting room at almost the fastest speed.
The meeting's adjournment did not mean their nightmare was over; the planning director, in particular, felt as if he were about to die.
Holding that document, he felt like he wanted to find a place to smash his head against and die.
It took their department four days to complete this proposal, and now it's been scrapped. How is it possible that they'll produce a final version that can be adopted in just one night?
Some people were even whispering that since they were going to die anyway, they might as well quit tonight.
Seeing Chu Xing's lingering anger, Assistant Lu swallowed hard and carefully tried to soothe him:
"Master Yun, do you think one night is too short? Why don't we give them a little more time, and maybe they can finish it?"
However, no sooner had he finished speaking than Chu Xing suddenly looked at him, his eyes seemingly filled with endless wind and snow, and instantly strode towards Assistant Lu.
"How about you work with them, and if you can't finish by tomorrow morning, you and they can all get out of here?"
His voice was indifferent, revealing no emotion, yet Assistant Lu felt enveloped by an aura of death, as if his head would roll the next second if he spoke another word.
He shook his head vigorously, like a rattle-drum.
"No, no, no, professional matters should be left to professionals. I believe there's a reason the group uses them; they can definitely handle it, otherwise the group's money would be wasted..."
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