"Oh my god! Mr. Song, are you really getting married? Is it for real? You're not kidding, are you?! Wow!"
Shen Jin gradually went from shock to delight, feeling that she could finally enjoy the feast!
“Uh…” Song Yuwei pressed her throbbing temples. “Indeed.”
Shen Jin blinked eagerly, her eyes shining, and asked her, "President Song, may I attend your wedding banquet?"
Song Yuwei glanced at her, then looked out the window. This bride-to-be was about to get married, but she still didn't know how the wedding would be held, where it would be held, or even if it would be held at all...
She rubbed her forehead. "Hmm... I'll let you know."
Shen Jin nodded like a chick pecking at rice; she loved eating at banquets!
"Okay, okay."
Song Yuwei's work today can be described as quite "abundant." She was busy from morning till night, and it felt like she had only completed half of it.
But she was already hungry and tired, so hungry that her stomach was sticking to her back and so tired that she kept yawning. She was in very poor condition.
“Mr. Song, it’s already past midnight and you’re still working. You have an enormous workload today, and you can’t possibly finish it all in a short time. If you continue to work overtime, it will probably be until the early hours of the morning. That’s not good for your health.”
Shen Jin poured a cup of hot water for Song Yuwei and thoughtfully reminded her that she was genuinely worried that Song Yuwei's condition might be detrimental to her health.
Song Yuwei waved her hand, took a sip of hot water, feeling warm, and said, "I think what you said makes perfect sense. I shouldn't work overtime! There's nothing in this world worth me working day and night!"
Song Yuwei decided to leave work immediately and deal with the unfinished tasks tomorrow.
Shen Jin clearly hadn't expected her words to be so effective.
After the two walked out of the office, they ran into Zhang Miaoke, who was coming towards them.
Zhang Miaoke, holding a stack of documents, looked at Song Yuwei and said, "President Song, these are the documents that my supervisor asked me to organize and submit to you."
Shen Jin felt something was strange. There was no one at the door when she came to the president's office earlier, and she hadn't heard any footsteps just now. But Zhang Miaoke was standing at the door. Was she just here, or had she been here for a while?
Could it be that they were eavesdropping on their conversation?
"Zhang Miaoke, when did you get here? What are you doing here? Are you listening to us talk? I remember you left work a long time ago, and you usually leave work quite early, you almost never work overtime."
Zhang Miaoke was taken aback, giving him a look that said, "Don't talk nonsense, I'm not as sinister as you think." "Huh? What are you talking about? What do you mean I'm standing here secretly listening to your conversation? Do I need to? Besides, I really just organized the materials. I suddenly remembered that my supervisor asked me to hand them over to General Manager Song before the end of the workday, but I have a terrible memory and didn't hand them over to her before the end of the workday. So I specially came from home to the company to see if General Manager Song was still there, and then handed these materials to her."
Song Yuwei nodded and took the documents from her hand. There were indeed quite a lot. She glanced at her, and Zhang Miaoke's eyes darted around as if she was thinking about something or plotting something.
"Alright then, thank you for making this trip for nothing. You could have given me these documents when you came to work tomorrow morning. There was no need to come back in the middle of the night and then have to go home from the office. You should live nearby, right?"
Compared to Shen Jin's aggressive demeanor, Song Yuwei now appeared to be a leader caring for her employees, even somewhat amiable.
"Thank you for your concern, Mr. Song. I do live nearby, so it wasn't a wasted trip. I just thought of it as an after-dinner walk and some exercise, nothing more. It's not that I'm tired at all. On the contrary, I have a terrible memory, and it took me so long to give you the information. I hope it didn't delay your business."
Zhang Miaoke looked very grateful to Song Yuwei and spoke with great emotion, seemingly changing from her previous arrogance and becoming obedient.
Song Yuwei really didn't think her acting was good at all. True acting is when you can make yourself believe what you're saying. But you could see the disdain in her eyes. It could be said that her eyes betrayed her true thoughts.
"Oh, by the way, Mr. Song, I heard you went to take wedding photos. It must be a happy occasion. If you get married, could I give you a gift of money? It would be a token of my appreciation. After all, you made me realize that I have many messy and bad problems, which gave me the opportunity to correct them."
You're practically my mentor and friend, so it would be wonderful to attend your wedding. I'm sure I'd dress up beautifully and be incredibly happy. Would that be convenient for you?
Before Song Yuwei could answer, Shen Jin said angrily, "Of course it's inconvenient. And have you thought about how you treated President Song before? If you didn't know she was President Zhao's daughter, would you still be so humble and eager to attend her wedding and give her a gift? So you're not sincere at all; you're just trying to get close to her!"
Shen Jin is a straightforward person who says what she thinks and never likes to hide anything. She even has the fearless courage of a newcomer. Therefore, she can't stand hypocritical and pretentious people the most.
Zhang Miaoke was inexplicably exposed. She pouted and put on an innocent look. "Assistant Shen, what's wrong with you? Is it because you're this kind of person that you see everyone as this kind of person? I don't have any complicated thoughts like you imagine. I just wanted to join in the fun and get some of the joy."
Because I've been having such bad luck lately, nothing's going right, so naturally I want to go into something really wonderful to cheer myself up. Who knows, maybe my luck will suddenly turn around?
Shen Jin was speechless for a moment. After all, Zhang Miaoke had been in the workplace for so many years and was definitely not someone to be trifled with. So it was immediately clear who was better between the two.
"Oh, by the way, Assistant Shen, when you have free time, you can actually help President Song organize some documents, because you can learn a lot of experience and make summaries from these documents."
Those materials were compiled by very experienced people, and you'll definitely benefit greatly from reading them. This includes how to get along with others in the workplace, instead of making unfounded guesses and presuming others' opinions based on your own assumptions.
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