Song Xun didn't wait until the next day. He was afraid that if he didn't tell Jiang Yancheng sooner, he would book him that very evening. So, when he was driving home, he said to Jiang Yancheng, "Mr. Jiang, I discussed it with someone today. I'm sorry, I may not be able to go to Morocco. Could you consider someone else, Mr. Hua from the Investment Department, and Mr. Li from the Information Department?"
"I understand." Jiang Yancheng was also driving, thinking: Who did I discuss this with?
It was obvious that once he went to the Sun family, who would have the power to keep him?
The old man of the Gao family.
The next morning, Jiang Yancheng went to work. When he passed by the front desk, he heard two girls saying, "I heard that Mr. Jiang's rumored girlfriend will be on "Women of the World" tonight. Let's go and see it then."
Then I heard another little girl say "hush".
Jiang Yancheng remained calm and went to his office.
Jiang Yancheng never paid much attention to TV programs like "Women of the World" and "Men of the World", but this time, he checked the broadcast time of "Women of the World" and it seemed to be at 8 o'clock in the evening.
Someone had invited him to dinner, but he declined and went home early.
When he got home, he took off his shirt, picked up a can of beer, and sat on the sofa to watch.
"Women of the World", just listen to the name, it implies that you don't want others to see it.
Gao Zinyin came on stage, her temperament and dress were different from before. It would take time for Jiang Yancheng to accept the current Gao Zinyin. She was too gorgeous and too bright and dazzling now. Every time he saw Gao Zinyin's appearance, Jiang Yancheng would feel an inexplicable fire in his heart that he could not get rid of.
She was wearing a sleeveless silk shirt with a large lapel, long curly hair, and fair skin. When Jiang Yancheng saw her, he seemed to smell the fragrance on her body. She was sitting next to a French woman, smiling or occasionally translating for the French woman. Of course, she was not a full-time translator, but sometimes, for many topics that were easy to resonate with people, she would still translate for the French woman.
Seeing her smiling and whispering in French, Jiang Yancheng felt dissatisfied and his anger grew.
She has a graceful temperament and elegant demeanor.
"Excuse me, who created this men's fragrance? The scent is very unique."
Gao Ziyin couldn't tell the truth, she only said, "It was created by a woman with a unique temperament to commemorate her past."
The host then asked, "What kind of past did Miss Gao have?"
Gao Ziyin lowered her head and smiled, waving goodbye to the past. "It's all in the past. I was childish and incredibly stupid, and I still thought I was right. If I could go back a decade, I would never have made that choice."
"Tell me about it."
"Let's not talk about it. It's too embarrassing. Don't make me look bad here." Gao Zinyin lifted her hair and said with a smile.
Jiang Yancheng picked up the remote control and turned off the TV. Haha, what a childish and stupid thing to do.
Originally, Jiang Yancheng hadn't figured out what to do.
The next day, he called Song Xun to his office and said that he had thought Song Xun would definitely agree to go to Morocco to apply, but he actually refused. Jiang Yancheng had previously told the vice president of the investment department to let him be Jiang Yancheng's assistant, so it seemed that Song Xun was going to be the vice president of the investment department.
Song Xun knew that this was a plan of Jiang Yancheng. Jiang Yancheng was ruthless, steady, and resourceful at work, but he was also very organized. He would never do something like this before, where someone else would take up a job without reaching an agreement with him.
Song Xun figured it out. Jiang Yancheng didn't want him to work in Yancheng Group anymore, but it was difficult to keep him. After all, Song Xun had done nothing wrong at work, so Jiang Yancheng was trying to make things difficult for Song Xun.
If one plan fails, try another.
The reason why Song Xun was sent to Morocco in the beginning was probably to keep him away from Gao Ziyin.
Because Song Xun refused to go abroad, he was forced to resign.
This is really——
It's called being petty.
Song Xun understood why he was being so vindictive. He thought to himself: When did the president become so vindictive?
However, Song Xun didn't say anything on the surface, but he was thinking about resigning in his heart.
Later, Song Xun went to Gao's Wonton and told him about his idea of quitting his job to start his own business. Now he had just been transferred and was still in the investment department as a deputy general manager.
"Doesn't this vice president sound higher than the president's assistant?" Sun Juan looked at Song Xun in confusion.
Song Xun smiled gently, "Auntie, you don't know that the CEO's assistant is second only to the CEO in the company, and the department vice president is only in charge of one department, and he is also a vice president."
Sun Juan nodded in sudden realization. "So, Jiang Yancheng is the most powerful person in the company?"
Song Xun laughed again, "Auntie, did you just find out about this the first day? He has always been like this, always standing in the center of a crowd, always playing a very important role."
"You are a person who is above everyone else, but you are still trying to make things difficult for me? You have no manners at all!" Sun Juan was filled with indignation.
"Auntie, there's no need for you to be like this. After all, the company belongs to them. If you don't like someone, just fire them. You've been very kind to me." Song Xun said again.
"Is he kind?" Sun Juan was almost at a loss for words. "I just can't let him be kind."
The next day, Sun Juan called a Shansong delivery.
Sun Juan has learned a lot recently and knows about flash delivery. Sun Juan specifically instructed that the package must be delivered to Jiang Yancheng, knowing that the more people involved, the better, and it would be best to deliver it when Jiang Yancheng is in a meeting.
It happened that Jiang Yancheng was holding a general meeting today, and when the meeting was nearing its end, the courier knocked on the door.
Jiang Yancheng frowned impatiently. He hated being distracted during meetings. He said sternly, "Come in."
A blue-collar man unexpectedly came in, wearing a blue and yellow "Flash Delivery" uniform.
Jiang Yancheng was a little surprised. He didn't know who was sending the thing and why they had to send it to the conference room.
The ShanDong deliveryman said, "Excuse me, Mr. Jiang? The customer told us to open the package in front of you."
Jiang Yancheng didn't know who it was, so he didn't stop him. The express delivery person opened the box and took out a pair of small shoes, about three or four or three square meters in size. They were a new pair of shoes, brand new.
None of the participants understood what this meant.
Jiang Yancheng just glanced at the shoes.
Maybe someone was upset, and someone came to speak up for him, blaming him for making things difficult for Song Xun.
Jiang Yancheng glanced at Song Xun lightly. Song Xun's current position was no longer in the middle of the conference room. She used to be next to Jiang Yancheng.
Jiang Yancheng said expressionlessly, "Continue the meeting."
Song Xun thought to herself: If my aunt stands up for him, it won’t offend Jiang Yancheng, right?
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