[Chapter 1 Chapter 145 The White Moonlight of the CEO with Skin Thirst Syndrome Resurrected 7]
Wen Shinian walked forward quickly. Just as he got close, before he could make any noise to remind Xie Qing, Xie Qing looked up as if he sensed something.
"Have you completed the formalities?"
Seeing her, Xie Qing quickly put away his phone and glanced at the contract in her hand.
Wen Shinian handed over the contract.
Xie Qing took the contract and asked before flipping through it, "Can I see it?"
Wen Shinian nodded: "Yes, sure."
After she agreed, Xie Qing opened it and took a look.
He turned directly to the final salary details and frowned when he saw that the salary was only 60,000.
"Sixty thousand, isn't the salary too low?"
Wen Shinian: "...Mr. Xie, as far as I know, based on the current salary standards, 60,000 is already very high."
Seventy thousand has already defeated 80% of people at this stage. The remaining 20% are either their own bosses, self-media, or high-paid professionals.
Also, I forgot to mention one thing.
Because of his stepfather, the original owner did not go to college. After graduating from high school, he was forcibly detained at home to learn how to make a qualified product.
Of course, the original owner also resisted, but her mother forced her to stay at home in the name of love.
So, she now has a high school education.
With this level of education, if you enter a company and work as a personal assistant, the salary is still 60,000, which is already very high.
It can even be said that it is a very small number.
Xie Qing wanted to increase Wen Shinian's salary, but was afraid that his intention would be too obvious and be noticed by her.
So after Wen Shinian said this, he nodded and didn't say anything more.
He handed the contract over again and asked, "Did I tell you what the job description is?"
"some."
"Then, shall we go up together?"
Wen Shinian took the contract, held it in his arms, and nodded obediently.
Xie Qing felt itchy in his heart and wanted to rub her head.
But, I dare not.
He pursed his lips, turned around, and said in a deep voice, "Let's go."
Xie Qing took Wen Shinian to the CEO's dedicated elevator.
Two people entered the elevator one after the other. As the elevator door closed, the person staring closely stretched his neck to look at the elevator display.
When they saw the elevator going up, the sixteenth floor, which had been dead silent, suddenly became lively.
"Oh my god, who is that woman? The president is actually waiting for her to go together!"
"Oh my goodness! Are we going to have a CEO wife?"
"That girl is so beautiful. It's a pity that she goes with the president's wooden face."
"You'd better be careful. If the president hears you, he'll hit you to death with a piece of wood."
"...The picture is too beautiful to even think about. Just shut up now."
“…”
But within one morning, all the slackers spread the news throughout the building, and even the cleaning lady got a taste of the latest gossip.
When the news reached Song Xiaofei's ears, she thought she had heard it wrong at first.
After confirming it three times, my first reaction was disbelief.
The second reaction is disdain.
How could someone like Xie Qing possibly like someone?
The president's wife, stop being funny.
In her previous life, she followed Xie Qing for five years. In the first two years, he went crazy looking at his paintings every day, and in the last three years, he focused on torturing her.
In her opinion, Xie Qing has no heart and he will never fall in love with anyone!
This woman now will definitely be treated as a plaything by the idiot Xie Qing, just like she was in her previous life.
Song Xiaofei laughed out loud with joy at the thought that someone would experience what happened in her previous life.
Why should she be the only one suffering? There should be someone who feels the same way as her.
"Why are you grinning like an idiot here when you're not working properly? Did the company hire you here just to eat for free? Get back to work!"
After just laughing twice, Song Xiaofei was slapped in the face at her workstation.
Song Xiaofei was caught off guard and jumped up in fright.
When she looked up, she saw a middle-aged man with a bald front standing in front of her, frowning and staring at her angrily.
Song Xiaofei curled her lips and rolled her eyes at the middle-aged man.
She was too familiar with the middle-aged man in front of her, whether in the previous life or this life.
This person is Xie Qing's loyal supporter and lackey.
My hobby is working overtime, and my biggest hobby is getting everyone to stay and work overtime together.
Home is your company.
Twenty hours out of twenty-four hours a day are spent in the company.
When Song Xiaofei first joined the company, his hair was not so bald yet.
In just three years, his hairline has been receding further and further, and now it is almost comparable to that of the princes of the Qing Dynasty.
"Song Xiaofei, show me your worksheet for today."
Song Xiaofei rolled her eyes without hiding it. The middle-aged man's face darkened and veins bulged on his forehead.
He stretched out his hand towards Song Xiaofei with a forced smile, asking for the document.
Song Xiaofei threw the document, which she had only done a little bit, to the middle-aged man with an expressionless face.
Middle-aged man: I can bear it!!!
Opening the file, the middle-aged man said: I can’t stand it anymore! ! ! !
He threw the document away and his sallow face quickly turned red.
"Song Xiaofei, I see you don't want to do this! It's almost lunchtime, and you've only finished one project out of the work you were supposed to do this morning!"
"You dare to be so blatantly lazy without completing the work!"
"And what's with your attitude?! Is this how you should treat your boss?! Ah!!!"
Song Xiaofei stood up with her hands on her hips, looking at the middle-aged man with confidence, "What's my attitude? You'd better put your hands down! If you keep pointing at me like that, I'll make you get out of this company!"
It had been a long time since she was scolded like this. Song Xiaofei got so carried away that she briefly forgot that she was no longer Xie Qing's "underground lover".
The middle-aged man laughed when he heard what she said.
"Ha, ha ha, ha ha ha! You? Want me to get out of this company?"
He pointed at himself in disbelief, his eyes widening and a forced smile on his face.
After repeating it, he looked around and couldn't help laughing again.
Then he withdrew his hand, put his hands on his hips, and swayed his body left and right.
After suppressing the extremely speechless emotions in his heart, he said to Song Xiaofei with a half-smile: "Okay, I want to see, is it you who gets out today, or me who gets out."
Song Xiaofei: "..."
Song Xiaofei, who had reacted, no longer had the arrogance she had just had.
She pursed her lips, and when the middle-aged man came forward and wanted to drag her to the Human Resources Department, she shamelessly pulled the table and sat on the stool, refusing to leave.
Afraid of being dragged away by the middle-aged man, she even shouted, "This is molestation! This is workplace harassment! Help!!"
Middle-aged man: "..."
He was so angry that he wanted to strangle Song Xiaofei to death.
He took a deep breath and let go of Song Xiaofei's hand.
He ignored Song Xiaofei's smug expression, bent down to pick up the documents he had just thrown on the ground, turned around and left.
Song Xiaofei looked at his dejected back and spit at him triumphantly.
"What the hell! You dare to fight me? Humph!"
She lay back in her work chair, holding her cell phone and continued to play leisurely.
She was so relaxed and contented that she didn't think the middle-aged man could do anything to her.
Everyone who witnessed all this looked at each other in bewilderment. Some admired Song Xiaofei, while others called her an idiot.
After all, the middle-aged man has been in the company for six years and is both a manager and a veteran employee.
They have a say in whether these employees stay or leave.
If she offends him, Song Xiaofei might be fired.
And just as everyone guessed, not long after the middle-aged man left, he came back with a resignation contract.
Song Xiaofei just took a look and kept her butt stuck to the chair without moving at all.
"You're forcing me to quit. I'm going to sue the Labor Bureau and make the company pay me!"
The middle-aged man looked like he had heard the biggest joke. He crossed his arms across his chest and looked at Song Xiaofei as if he was looking at a monkey.
"Go ahead and sue me if you can. You've already been fired today. So pack up your things and get out of here. If you're not gone by lunch, don't blame me for being rude to you."
The middle-aged man left after he finished speaking. Song Xiaofei looked at his back, then looked at the printed dismissal contract, and finally realized the seriousness of the matter.
The dismissal contract has been stamped by the company, and the reason for dismissal written on it is that Song Xiaofei was passive and lazy, did not obey the company's arrangements, and talked back to his superiors.
Song Xiaofei is not a newbie entering society.
She knew that once she left with this termination contract, she would basically have no chance of working for any of the top companies.
Of course, the most important thing is that no other company offers a salary as high as Xie Qing.
A clerk like her can earn 10,000 yuan even if the work is easy, and this is after deducting five insurances and one fund.
If this were to happen somewhere else, conservatively estimated, it would be only four thousand. Not only that, there would probably not even be five social insurances and one housing fund, two days off a week, or holidays.
Song Xiaofei pursed her lips, thought for a moment, then picked up the contract in front of her and tore it up.
Before leaving, at least get the compensation.
If you want her to leave immediately, forget it.
Song Xiaofei ignored the truest thoughts in her heart and completed two tasks assigned to her in the morning before an hour before dinner.
That's right, in one hour, she hadn't even finished a quarter of her work.
After all, I have just been reborn, and my mind is still full of memories of my previous life.
Moreover, after becoming Xie Qing's secret lover in her previous life, she did her work in a random manner.
At first, the middle-aged man also came to trouble her. Later, after she told Xie Qing about this matter, the middle-aged man avoided her when he saw her.
This is also the reason why she felt unhappy when the middle-aged man pointed at her and scolded her just now.
He's just a lousy worker, yet you dare treat her like this!
If he had dared to do this in his previous life, she would have made him get out of the company!
As Song Xiaofei thought about it, her eyes involuntarily looked in the direction of the president's exclusive elevator.
On weekdays, only Xie Qing and Lin Yu can take this elevator.
But in the previous life, there was one more special person, her.
Because in his spare time, Xie Qing would ask her to be a "model".
Sometimes, Xie Qing could draw for her for a whole day, and later he gave her such permission.
Thinking of the look in Xie Qing's eyes every time he painted, even with the memory of the abuse he suffered later, Song Xiaofei couldn't help but feel moved at this moment.
Song Xiaofei's heart beat rapidly several times and she suddenly came back to her senses.
“What am I thinking!”
Song Xiaofei slapped her face hard, and the pain made her barely awake.
"Humph! So what if I'm pretty and rich! In this life, I won't be a puppet controlled by you! Xie Qing, you'll never get me!"
Song Xiaofei clenched her fists, her expression firm, but her eyes kept glancing towards the president's exclusive elevator.
As for this little incident caused by Song Xiaofei, Xie Qing and Wen Shinian were completely unaware of it.
Wen Shinian was sitting in Xie Qing's office at this moment, propping up his head and watching Xie Qing work with boredom.
She has been sitting here for quite a while since Xie Qing brought her up here.
Originally, she wanted to show her appreciation and find something to do, but as soon as she made a move, Xie Qing, who was busy working, interrupted her.
When Wen Shinian looked at him doubtfully, he explained seriously that he was tired from work and wanted to get up and rest.
Wen Shinian found three things to do, but all three were intercepted by Xie Qing.
In order not to disturb Xie Qing's work, she had to sit still.
During this time, Lin Yu came in to deliver the documents. When he saw Wen Shinian sitting on the sofa where Xie Qing had been resting for a long time, and Xie Qing was still indifferent, he almost popped his eyes out.
For this reason, he looked at Wen Shinian twice more.
In just a few seconds, Xie Qing, who had been buried in his work, suddenly raised his head, and his calm eyes fell on him accurately and coldly.
Lin Yu's anus tightened, and he quickly withdrew his gaze, without looking away, and handed over the document with his hands and feet.
When reporting work, I speak unconsciously faster.
As soon as he finished speaking, he turned around and fled out of the office in shame.
Not even a breather the whole time.
After closing the office door and blocking the view behind him, Lin Yu suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.
However, before he even reached his workstation, he received a WeChat message from his dear boss.
【Was it good just now? 】
[If this happens again, your salary will be cut in half and your year-end bonus will be cancelled.]
Lin Yu stared and blurted out: "Nani?!!"
(Damn! My computer is stuck! I can’t make it in time! You guys can skip reading the next chapter when it’s updated. I’ll make some major revisions later!)
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