Please Take Care of Mr. Quan

Chapter 133: Is there no fire for new officials?

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"Where is Chief Shen?"

"Why haven't you come yet?"

"..."

Everyone was eagerly looking forward to it, it looked like a strange aunt who gathered together on the street.

Soon, Shen Hou stepped in on high heels, and Cai Yun followed behind, a young and beautiful, and an old-fashioned one, which suddenly formed a sharp contrast.

Although everyone guessed that the new president would be very young, they never thought that he would be so young, and he looked like a college student who hadn't graduated yet!

"My name is Shen Hou, the new head of Mingya Advertising Company. I will work with you for a long time in the future. I hope we can get along happily."

In the opening sentence, he made the explanation clear, and Shen Hou waved his hand: "Next, introduce yourself. Each person can take up to two minutes, starting with the first person on the right. That's right, don't look at it, it's you."

The man stood up, "Shen is good, my name is Chen Mo..."

Going around until the last person finished speaking, forty minutes have passed.

"OK," Shen Zhen stood up, "Since everyone knows, let's end the meeting." After finishing speaking, stepping on high heels, he left the meeting room like a gust of wind, leaving behind a group of people who were still in a daze—

"That's it?"

"Don't speak up? Don't stand up? Don't happen? Don't look for presence?"

"I'm afraid it's a fake president..."

"Different President Shen, different fireworks."

"I only noticed that the suit on her was a limited edition of CarlaZampatti?"

"More than that! There are also pants, BrunelloCucinelli's classic high-waisted wide-leg pants. The material is light and the silhouette is soft. They are hailed as a versatile item in the fashion industry! Compared to the already rotten streets of LV and GUCCI, Mr. Shen's taste is simply So good!"

"Guess how tall Shen is always?"

"166?"

"Cut, don't think that everyone is the same as you. According to my visual observation, at least that number is necessary!"

"170?! Isn't it?"

"Slim waist and long legs, the weight should not exceed 50kg, I am so envious!"

"Sure enough, fate is unfair. When I was working hard and staying up late for a ticket to Rome, someone else was born in Rome."

"Brother, sorry."

"Ahem -" Cai Yun coughed slightly, "Don't chat here, go back and work hard!"

The crowd slowly dispersed.

Sitting in the president's office, Shen Hun looked left and right, nowhere.

The black desk, except for the calendar, is the file; the leather swivel chair is big enough, but I don’t know how many times it has been squeezed by the previous butt, and the leather has been cracked. Look at the bookcases and shelves, they are all deep. Brown; the carpet is a large piece of red used in hotels, and the four golden characters on it are dancing with dragons and phoenixes—home away from home!

Looking around, old-fashioned.

Those who didn't know thought that the owner of this office was already in his seventies.

Forgive Shen Hou for not admiring this kind of "veteran" arrangement. As the saying goes, if you want to be good at work, you must first sharpen your tools. If she is allowed to work in such an environment for a long time, she is afraid that she will suffocate.

Therefore, the second thing that President Shen Da did after taking office was to call people to replace everything in the office, ranging from sofas and coffee tables to small plants and potted plants, all shuffled again. Lost those that should be lost, should be thrown away. Throw.

In less than three hours, the otherwise lifeless office was completely renewed.

"There are also computers. When are you still using desktops? Replaced with laptops."

"The carpet? Yes, it needs cashmere. The white can't help being dirty? It's okay. Change it if it's dirty, don't need to wash it."

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So, yesterday’s answer was B, there was no power, as for why I will tell you later, um, there are more