"I'm so sleepy. I'm going to take a nap."
"Secretary Qiao, my neck hurts. I think it's my cervical spondylosis..."
"My eyes hurt. The doctor said I have glaucoma and I can't overuse my eyes... Secretary Qiao, it's too late. We'll come back to accompany you tomorrow morning."
All kinds of reasons were thrown at Qiao Muer.
They all knew that a new round of negotiations would begin tomorrow, and they had to think of new entry points and emergency plans tonight.
However, except for the male colleague from the public relations department who stayed, the rest of the people found excuses to leave.
Qiao Muer's face became colder and colder. She was not a fool and of course she could see that these people were trying to make trouble for her.
When everyone else left, Sister Zhang stood up with the help of Su Qianfei.
Secretary Zhang: "Secretary Qiao... Recently, everyone has been working non-stop for 4 hours a day, and everyone is exhausted. Actually, this is a problem of your improper arrangement.
You are still too young and inexperienced. Sometimes, overtime cannot solve all problems. For inefficient work like this, try to arrange less of it in the future.
Good steel should be used on the blade. There is no use getting half the result with twice the effort.
Secretary Qiao is not qualified to be the leader of the negotiation team, and may even cause resistance from other colleagues. I will report these matters to the head office truthfully. I want to tell you this first, and I hope you understand. "
"Sister Zhang, why are you saying so much to her... Secretary Qiao has CEO Zhuo to look after her, so it's okay for her to act up. Let's go back and have a rest first. After a good rest, we can think of a good plan together tomorrow morning. After all, this company still depends on you old-timers to look after it."
Su Qianfei spoke in a sarcastic tone and pulled Sister Zhang away.
She would not let Qiao Muer make the distinction, nor would she let Qiao Muer say anything more to Sister Zhang.
Su Qianfei knew that Sister Zhang was a soft-hearted person. She had finally come to hate Qiao Muer, and she couldn't let her change her mind.
One by one, everyone left.
Qiao Muer watched them leave without asking anyone to stay. Even her originally cold expression gradually softened, and there was even a faint smile at the corner of her lips.
She turned around and looked at the only person who hadn't left.
That’s Zhao Yu, a colleague from the Public Relations Department.
"Zhao Yu, why don't you leave?" Qiao Muer asked.
Zhao Yu: "Secretary Qiao... I know, they are deliberately looking for trouble. If you hadn't been there during the negotiations these days, we would have been eaten by Zheng Rong's people. They clearly knew everything, but they all pretended not to know.
I have not been in the company for long, so I may not be that smooth, but I have good eyes and I must do things in accordance with my conscience."
The Zhengrong team is the elite of their entire group.
Their H City branch is only a part of the Royal Court, and it is even a branch that has just started.
Anyone with a discerning eye can tell who is strong and who is weak.
Secretary Qiao is obviously very good, but those people are willing to do anything to gain power through intrigue.
Qiao Muer was not annoyed when she heard what Zhao Yu said, but chuckled: "You are right, you should do things according to your conscience. Don't worry, your conscience will not let you suffer."
After saying that, Qiao Muer sat down again as if nothing had happened and quickly flipped through the files in her hands.
Zhao Yu didn't dare to disturb her and just continued with the task that Qiao Muer had assigned to him.
There were only these two people left in the small conference room.
It was past 4 a.m. when Qiao Muer couldn't hold on any longer and fell asleep leaning on the table.
Zhao Yu looked up and saw that he was about to put a coat on Secretary Qiao.
A tall and straight figure appeared outside the small meeting room.
Update completed, see you tomorrow night~ Spoiler: Muer won't be bullied so easily (to be continued)