After taking the documents back respectfully, Qi Yan was about to leave, but was stopped by Feng Yangao.
"Were you surprised just now? Why? Didn't you know my identity a long time ago?"
Feng Yangao's voice was like the cool breeze in autumn, clean and refreshing. If it weren't for his ruffian attitude, his voice would be the most perfect lullaby among men.
Qi Yan pursed his lips and looked at Feng Yangao with a little embarrassment in his eyes, "I just didn't expect..."
"Didn't expect?"
"I didn't expect you to be the president."
That's right, how could Feng Yangao be the president with that look. Other people's presidents are either domineering or cold and arrogant, but Feng Yangao is more like an undercover agent from another company who looks like a thief and has bad intentions than a president.
Qi Yan's answer made Feng Yangao stunned for a moment. He was stunned for a moment, and then he laughed heartily.
His laughter was undisguised, like a thunder in spring, which made Qi Yan even more embarrassed.
"If there is nothing else..."
"Go back and tell your minister to ask him to call me." Feng Yangao interrupted him, blinking his long eyelashes slightly, and a shrewd light flashed in his eyes, "Okay, you can go back."
Qi Yan didn't understand, but he still left obediently.
After returning to the planning department, Qi Yan told the minister exactly what Feng Yangao said. The minister called the president in front of him, and after a series of nodding and ok, he hung up the phone and put the planning book for the party in front of Qi Yan again.
"Qi Yan, you are an intern now, right? That's good. This is your first assignment. Do your best!"
The director is a middle-aged man in his forties. He married his wife late, so he only has a seven-year-old daughter. He dotes on this little daughter. Looking at Qi Yan's appearance at this time, Qi Yan treated her like his own daughter...
Qi Yan stared at the plan book with wide eyes and wanted to refuse: "This..."
"This is a task. You have to do it if you want to continue working here."
Qi Yan knew that Feng Yangao must have said something to the director, otherwise he would not suddenly let him do this plan.
This plan is equivalent to the eyes of the dragon, the so-called finishing touch. If there is no eyes, the finishing touch may not become an allusion. In other words, if Qi Yan finished this plan, it would be a lifelike golden dragon; if there was any mistake, it would be a worthless earthen snake.
Qi Yan rejected this plan in his heart. But there was no way, he needed this job.
After getting the plan, Qi Yan returned to his position and carefully studied the half-finished plan...
Feng Yangao once said that it was necessary to add some new ideas and delay time. During the delay, it must be exciting and beautiful enough to attract everyone's attention and make people feel less numb and single...
This is a very brain-burning plan. The
time for thinking passed quickly, and in a blink of an eye, it was time to get off work.
Qi Yan was a little fascinated, but was still called away by his colleagues. After going downstairs, Qi Yan finally came out of the vortex of planning. He was about to call Ning Jin to ask him to bring dinner for him in the evening, but was interrupted by a group of shouts.
Following the sound, he saw a petite figure standing at the door. She was wearing an ordinary shirt and denim skirt, and canvas shoes that were brushed many times and were a little pale. Who else could it be if not Wen Ruo?
At this moment, she was smiling and asking a man something, but there was obviously a customer service staff next to her.
As if she felt his gaze, Wen Ruo quickly looked over, and her eyes lit up when she saw Qi Yan.
"Brother Yan!"
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