Seeing from behind, Tang Yichen's eyes became colder and colder, his fingers tapping the table neither lightly nor heavily.
One click, two clicks...
Both parents died, living in a distant relative's house, today is a senior year, nothing...
This is the information that Jiulong's waste brought to himself
Tang Yichen pressed the data over, resting his chin with both hands, not knowing what he was thinking.
At this time, the door of the president's office suddenly sounded.
"Enter." Tang Yichen sat up straight and saw Jiulong lead a middle-aged man in, holding a pile of documents in his hands.
Seeing Tang Yichen, the man immediately nodded and walked over.
"Mr Tang, these are the financial statements and the information of the employees in the group."
The man is the director of the personnel department, wearing a pair of thick glasses, looks fairly honest.
"Yeah." Tang Yichen replied lightly.
The man nodded and then left.
Tang Yichen looked at the personnel information, raised his eyebrows inadvertently, and sneered, "It seems that Tang Dynasty did a good job in his hands."
Jiulong did not dare to express his opinion, and turned the topic to the other side, "Young Master, what use do you want the information of this girl? If you are...
Jiulong smiled, and then said, "I can bring her here directly for you."
Tang Yichen's eyes were cold, and he grabbed the information at hand and smashed towards Jiulong. Fortunately, Jiulongyan was quick and clear, and he escaped.
The data was flying all over the sky before it slowly fell to the ground.
"Do you think life is too good? Then go back to Italy." Tang Yichen growled.
Jiulong didn't even dare to speak, picked up the materials on the ground quickly, and ran out of the president's office in fear.
Before leaving, I didn't forget to talk to Tang Yichen, "Where are you, young man, I am where Kowloon is."
Snapped-
Tang Yichen grabbed another handful of documents and hit the newly closed gate in Kowloon.
Tang Yichen squinted his eyes slightly, his whole body was enveloped by the cold air, his sword brows were furrowed, and his facial features appeared more three-dimensional and handsome against the background of an inky black suit.
In the conference room that can accommodate more than 1,000 people, all the senior executives of the Tang Dynasty Group, managers of various departments, and at least 500 people, have their heads down.
The atmosphere in the conference room was extremely embarrassing. Everyone looked at each other quietly, with cold sweat on their foreheads.
"This is your plan for the next quarter?" Tang Yichen slammed the information over and directly hit the person who just finished the report.
Everyone took a breath and wiped their sweat.
Mr. Tang is much more difficult to deal with than Mr. Nan. In the past, Mr. Nan didn't come here often, instead he sent an acting president to sit there.
It's just that some big decisions need to pass his eyes, and the work is not that difficult at all.
They thought that Mr. Nan’s son must be an unlearned dude, who knows...
It's over, no good days!
"Ms. Tang, I'm sorry." The person wearing the manager's sign immediately admitted his mistake, his face pale.
Tang Yichen sneered, "I don't need an employee who admits wrong. If you can't produce a report that satisfies me a day later, just get out of the Tang Dynasty!"
Tang Yichen pushed the two, and all the documents piled up in front of him fell to the ground.
"I'll give you one more day, and next time I will show me this rubbish..."
Tang Yichen didn't say it directly, but one look was enough for everyone to understand that his heart was about to jump out.
"Yes, President Tang!" Everyone said in unison, watching Tang Yichen stand up respectfully.
Liang Liang's leather shoes stepped on the document and walked away in front of everyone with a cold face.