The Emgrand Group's 100th anniversary is less than a month away, and the entire design department is extremely busy.
As for the costume design, we have to design clothes for Mr. Si and his female companion to wear during the centenary celebration, and the venue task is even more top priority.
The entire design department was busy, as if facing a formidable enemy, and everyone was tense.
The pressure faced by Minister Zhang Chaowen caused his temper to flare up, and his roar in the office could be heard outside:
"What do you think this is? The centenary celebration buffet table is placed here. Do you think all the guests are here to eat?"
"It's the centenary celebration. It's our Chinese custom to celebrate. Why don't you have a white funeral?"
"Do you know how to design? Have you fed everything you learned in college to dogs? What a mess!"
“…”
Everyone in the design department was trembling with fear, walking on thin ice, for fear of getting into trouble with Zhang Chaowen.
Zhuang Nainai is a new employee, and all she can do is run errands, make copies, and so on. But even so, she is also very busy. She feels that she can move her work station to the printing room.
The blood blister that was squeezed out last Friday has not gone away, and now my finger feels very painful when I move it.
But I still have to take the copied things out of the copier and put them back again and again.
At twelve noon, the phone rang on time.
When she opened it, it was a text message from Ji Chen asking her to go upstairs for lunch.
Zhuang Nainai raised her head and looked at the people around her. All the employees were immersed in work and working non-stop. There was a pile of information beside her, all of which needed to be copied ten times. If she left her work to go to eat, she would be looking for scolding. .
Zhuang Nainai sighed, thought of the delicious takeout at Judelou, swallowed his saliva, and sent a text message to Ji Chen: [I work overtime at noon, so I won’t go upstairs to eat.]
Just after the text message was sent, Zhang Chaowen walked out of the office. He was the first to see her and immediately scolded her, "Zhuang Nainai! Everyone is so busy, but you still have time to play with your phone?! I think you think you are too busy at work!" Easy, isn’t it?”
Zhuang Nainai:...!
Well, she doesn't remember the faults of villains, and she doesn't have the same knowledge as him. Zhuang Nainai lowers her head very respectfully, but it goes in her left ear and out her right ear, and she won't lose a piece of meat if someone says a few words.
Zhang Chaowen cursed a few times, but it didn't hurt. Zhuang Nainai's attitude made him feel like he was punched in cotton.
With a cold snort, he looked at the employees present and said, "At one o'clock in the afternoon, the meeting will begin on time!"
When everyone heard this, they immediately burst into groans.
Noon is the peak meal time, and they haven’t even prepared anything they need to prepare for the afternoon meeting!
There was only one hour left, which was not enough for them to go downstairs and queue up to buy food!
Some people couldn't help but say, "Minister, should we feed the Five Zang Temple first and then come to work~"
When Zhang Chaowen heard this, he finally felt hungry, but looking at the time, he saw that there was not enough time. He glanced at Zhuang Nainai, who was still standing next to the copy machine, and ordered: "Zhuang Nainai, go downstairs and Hegu to buy lunch boxes for everyone. !”
Is it her again
Zhuang Nainai opened his mouth to say something, but Zhang Chaowen turned around and entered his office.
Zhuang Nainai suddenly felt that one was as big as two.
How could she bring back fifty box lunches
She is a woman after all, but Zhang Chaowen enslaves her like this, how shameless!
(End of chapter)