After hearing what he said, Qin Heque knew that this imaginative assistant had started to make up stories in his head. He folded his arms, leaned against the desk, and said in a cold tone: "Feng Binbin, is your work too easy lately? Do you want me to transfer you to the Xuancheng branch to open up new areas?"
Feng Binbin snapped back to reality. He had become a emotionless worker. He said respectfully, "No, Mr. Qin. My recent work schedule has been very full. I've grown a lot in my work. I'm grateful for your support. I'll go back to work."
"Stop." Qin Heque looked at him critically. Although he looked a bit shabby, he was still acceptable.
"Go to Haoyuexuan and pack some meals suitable for patients with fever and send them to Xinghewan. Shengsheng is sick. Watch her eat dinner and remind her to take medicine. By the way, ask her to measure her temperature and then tell me." Qin Heque ordered.
Feng Binbin suddenly realized that it was because Cheng Yuesheng was ill that his wise and powerful boss was distracted while working.
"What about my job?" Can it be assigned to someone else?
"You have to finish your work today. You are not allowed to leave work until you finish it." Then he added, "Some documents are confidential and cannot be taken away from work. Remember to finish them at the company. Okay, you can go and take Shengsheng's meal."
Qin Heque waved his hand and let him go out.
Feng Binbin forced himself to maintain a smile, and as soon as he left the office, he immediately muttered, "Damn capitalist, I hope you never get a wife."
He could have taken the company's notebook home to do the work, but he was forced to work overtime at the company to finish it. What an inhumane blood-sucking capitalist.
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