Jiang Nana's face suddenly couldn't hold back. He slapped the table fiercely.
"Do you know who I am? I'm the president's daughter. You all dare not listen to me."
The audience was silent, and no one dared to speak up. After all, Jiang Nana's identity was real. Although there was dissatisfaction in her heart, no one dared to speak out at this time.
"Enough trouble, let me start talking about business. After a week of observation, our design department seems to be a little bit lazy recently. The data given by the market also proves that the design department In this quarter, the company’s product sales have not seen a linear increase, and even high-end customized customers have become fewer and fewer..."
Seeing that Jiang Ruan was not afraid of herself at all, Jiang Nana wanted to make trouble, but watching the audience carefully listening to Jiang Ruan’s speaker, she could only resist her dissatisfaction, but her nails were firmly grasped. I cut my skirt and drew a few scratches.
This Jiang Ruan simply stepped on himself to win everyone's favor. No, I must not let Jiang Ruan have a place in the design department.
After seeing the fighting between the sisters, everyone also had some measurement in their hearts. It seemed that Jiang Ruan was the one who had the real material, and Jiang Nana was at best just a vase placed by the company.
So Jiang Nana, the deputy head of the design department, was originally on the same level as Jiang Ruan, the design director, but now it is clear that the design director’s words are more convincing.
Especially after staying in the company for a day, Jiang Nana can clearly feel the difference between the attitude of everyone in the design department to herself and Jiang Ruan.
When I got off work, I rushed to the president's office and broke in directly, regardless of whether there was anyone else in the office.
"Dad-I can't stay any longer, you don't welcome me at all."
The sales manager who was reporting to work, saw Jiang Nana break in, and stopped her report, and then gave Jiang Zhengyang a look a little embarrassed.
Jiang Zhengyang also had a headache for his baby girl, so he could only wave his hand at the manager of the sales department.
After the person had left, he stood up and walked to Jiang Nana with a cup of tea.
"Go ahead, what happened again?"
"Dad, Jiang Ruan bullied me. I can't stay in the design department anymore. They don't recognize my position at all, and they don't listen to what I say. I am obviously the deputy head of the design department, but they are all just Listen to Jiang Ruan’s design director, Dad, or just let me be the head of the design department. In this way, I can also overpower Jiang Ruan.”
Hearing Jiang Nana's words, Jiang Zhengyang put the teacup on the table forcefully, overflowing with a lot of tea, and then scolded.
"Naughty, you two sisters, how can there be such a saying that one overwhelms the other?"
"I don't care, no matter! They just listen to Jiang Ruan, so what's the point of staying in the design department?"
In fact, listening to Jiang Nana's words, Jiang Zhengyang also has a subtle feeling in his heart. Jiang Ruan has only been in the company for a week. Does the design department already have the right to speak? It seems that Jiang Ruan's ability to win people's hearts is really not to be underestimated.
So I was right to let Jiang Nana enter the company.
Thinking that he still had many things to do, Jiang Zhengyang also suppressed the fire in his heart, and then calmed Jiang Nana.
"You girl, why are you so impatient in doing things? I have already made you the deputy head of the design department. You don't know how to show me some results. Besides, you have only been in the company for one day, so you don't want to Stay here?"
Jiang Nana didn’t want to leave the company, so Limala stayed on Jiang Zhengyang’s sleeve and shook his arm, “Dad, I want to do something, but they don’t listen to me. I’m useless as an assistant. What can I do."
"You, you, do this, tomorrow I will go to the design department to support you."
"Really? That's great, see who will dare to shake my face at me in the future!"
Before Jiang Zhengyang finished speaking, Jiang Nana excitedly said her thoughts.
Jiang Zhengyang shook his head, if only Nana was half as steady and intelligent as Jiang Ruan.
Jiang Zhengyang still has to guard against Jiang Ruan's daughter. As he thought about it, Jiang Zhengyang squinted his eyes, with some plans in his mind.