Jiang Kezhou rubbed the center of his brows with a headache, and said to Xu Lan: "Go and order his part first and send it back to the legal department, then call Han Xuyang's cell phone and ask him to come to my office after he comes back, go."
Xu Lan watched Jiang Kezhou's expression carefully, feeling that his frown was a little scary.
Jiang Kezhou waited in the office for half an hour before Han Xuyang came. It seemed that Xu Lan didn't tell him the reason, but Han Xuyang asked with a smile, "Brother Jiang, what do you want from me?"
Jiang Kezhou left him alone, slowly finished writing an email and sent it before turning his chair, and asked nonchalantly: "The company stipulates that you go to work at 1:30 in the afternoon, and you don't come back until 2:30, can you explain the reason for being late?" ?"
"So it's because of this," Han Xuyang breathed a sigh of relief, "I went out to eat with my friends at noon, and I didn't pay attention to the time, so I came back late. I'm sorry, Brother Jiang."
"Don't be embarrassed to me," Jiang Kezhou said lightly, "You didn't work for me in the first place."
He asked again: "The last time I asked you to bind the contract, the people from the legal department called me just now and asked why it hadn't been delivered. Later, I found out that you have not handed over a few copies. What's the matter?"
Han Xuyang said: "That wasn't my task in the first place, Xu Lan has always been in charge of binding the contract."
Jiang Kezhou raised his eyebrows: "Oh? I asked you to bind the contract before, but Xu Lan did it all by himself?"
Han Xuyang choked up suddenly. After a long time, I was a little unconvinced and said: "She is so active, let her do it, no one will grab her."
"You don't have to worry about what she does, that's my business," Jiang Kezhou smiled at him, "Let's talk about your business now."
"Xiao Han, I'm not talking about you personally, I'm just talking about the facts. Compared with the interns who entered the company at the same time, your recent performance is really not satisfactory," he said politely, "I don't know if you haven't adapted to work. The environment, or do you have other plans? Newcomers have a three-month internship period before they can become regulars. If you feel that you are not suitable for the work in this department, or you are interested in other positions, you can report it to the company leaders in time. I think they will not force you You do a job you don't like."
Han Xuyang opened his mouth, as if he wanted to defend himself, but he couldn't speak.
"Also, because the newly recruited employees are not familiar with the business, they can't start many tasks temporarily, and they are somewhat overqualified. Except for cleaning, all departments of our company are like this. If you want to transfer to other departments, I hope you can Think carefully about it."
Han Xuyang's face was flushed red with embarrassment, even his foundation couldn't cover it, and he bit his lip as if he had been greatly wronged. Jiang Kezhou felt more and more that he was a bitch, so he resisted the urge to turn his face away and said: "At the end of the internship period, the department leaders and colleagues will give an evaluation. If you want to stay, you need to continue to work hard. Alright , That’s all for now, if you have nothing else to do, you can go back first.”
Han Xuyang seemed to have been aggrieved to the limit, without even saying a word, he slammed the door and left.
The corners of Jiang Kezhou's mouth twitched, and he said to himself, "Little brat, you have quite a temper."
After get off work in the evening, Jiang Kezhou was too lazy to go home and cook, so he wandered downstairs to the company cafeteria, planning to buy something to eat. When I was queuing up, I met Zhao En. As soon as the other party saw him, he came up to him and asked softly with a smile: "Boss, have you cleaned up Han Xuyang today?"
"No," Jiang Kezhou took a small tomato from his fruit plate and ate it. "It was just a cordial and friendly exchange with young people."
Zhao En: "Oh, you didn't see him come out of your office like that, he was wronged like Dou E, and he didn't give Xu Lan a good face all afternoon."
Jiang Kezhou frowned: "This is such a bad habit, what are you doing bullying girls?"
"Who says it's not?" Zhao En sighed, "But the captain, brother, I have to remind you. I heard from HR sister that the kid may have some background, and he has been registered in front of the big boss. Take it easy and don't offend him. People who shouldn't be offended."
Jiang Kezhou is not a gossip person, so he hummed lightly when he heard the words.
Zhao En waited for a while but didn't get any more, so he poked his elbow anxiously: "Why don't you ask him what his background is?"
Jiang Kezhou suppressed a smile and asked, "What is his background?"
Zhao En immediately got excited: "Have you noticed the bags he wears? They are all famous brands, and they are all new styles. Xiao Han is only a college student who has just graduated, so how can he have the money to buy these? Sister HR has seen him The family is still a rural registered permanent residence, and the address has become a high-end residential area. A few days ago, our colleagues saw him pick up and drop him off in a BMW to and from work."
After Jiang Kezhou heard this, Zhao En said, "Isn't HR's little grandson the niece of Mr. Sun? She said that Xiao Han belongs to Li Liufeng, the boss of Xinghai... Cough, so what. Xinghai is our old customer." I'm asking Mr. Sun to take more care of him."
"Then what is it?"
Zhao En stretched out his thumb and bent it, and Jiang Kezhou finally understood: "Since Xiao Han belongs to Li Liufeng...then what, why didn't he stay in Xinghai, but came here instead?"
"Isn't that obvious?" Zhao En lowered his voice, "Do you know what Li Liufeng's wife's last name is?"
"Last name?"
"The surname is Ye." Zhao En analyzed with reason, "She is the younger sister of the old chairman of Xihua Ye's family. Most of Xinghai's ability to drive is due to her. Just think about how brave Li Liufeng dared to put Xiao Han in Under her nose?"
When Jiang Kezhou heard the word "Ye", he got excited reflexively, and quickly took two small tomatoes from Zhao En's fruit plate to calm his shock. According to Zhao En, Li Liufeng and Ye Zheng's father were of the same generation, at least about fifty years old, while Han Xuyang was several years younger than him. I don't know whether to say that the old cow has a unique vision, or that the young grass is blind.
"So there is a reason why Xiao Han dared to walk sideways in our office. After all, he has a thick thigh. But who knows how many years he can be proud. Young people don't want to live a good life, so they insist on engaging in these crooked ways. Tsk tsk, impetuous, I'm so impetuous." Zhao En, a naughty man, finally finished the summary, his mouth was dry, and seeing Jiang Kezhou's mouth moved, he wanted to touch a small tomato to eat, but he reached out and touched nothing. He looked down and found that the fruit plate was already empty.
"How can you eat so much!"
Jiang Kezhou ate his whole plate of small tomatoes, waved his sleeves very low-key, and floated away without taking a cloud.
Lying on the bed after returning home, Jiang Kezhou felt sleepy for a while, and half an hour passed without falling asleep. Resigned to his fate, he got up, went to the living room to find a sleeping pill and swallowed it, then crawled back to bed with his mobile phone, and opened Baidu Encyclopedia to search for Xinghai Company's information.
Xinghai is a company that operates hotels, focusing on mid-end fast hotels. Li Liufeng's wife is named Ye Chengying, who is the founder and major shareholder of Xinghai. Judging from the photos, she is a very capable and strict woman.
Ye Chengying... The chairman of Xihua is called Ye Chengzong.
He entered "Xihua Group" in the search bar again.
According to the official information released by Xihua Group, the chairman is Ye Chengzong, but as Zhao En said, outsiders now call him the old chairman, and the current head of Xihua is his eldest son Ye Jun. Ye Chengzong married three wives in total, the first wife gave birth to Ye Jun, this marriage ended in divorce. The second wife was the beauty pageant champion and actress, Ye Zheng's mother, who later died of illness. The current wife, Song Jie, is also a star in the entertainment industry. It is said that she has a close relationship with Ye Zheng's mother and gave birth to a son named Ye Feng.
Ye Jun is currently the actual person in charge of the Xihua Group. Xihua Group has set foot in many fields such as real estate, finance, department stores, tourism, hotels, cultural media, etc. Entertainment media is Ye Zheng's main business. It was widely rumored that the two brothers were vying for the position of heir, and the battle between the wealthy families was bloody and bloody. But as far as Jiang Kezhou knew, a certain balance seemed to be reached between Ye Jun and Ye Zheng. Not only did the two live in peace, but they actually got along very happily.
Ye Chengzong married three wives and had countless other mistresses. He is a romantic man, so what is Ye Chengying's attitude towards these things
Jiang Kezhou browsed Xihua's information for a while, and then closed the webpage until he felt sleepy and couldn't read it. He set two more alarms, then sank into his pillow and fell into a drowsy sleep.
The next morning, Jiang Kezhou was awakened by the ringing of his mobile phone. He thought it was an alarm clock in a haze, and hung up the phone as soon as he stretched out his hand. After a while, the other party called again relentlessly, Jiang Kezhou regained consciousness a little bit, and answered in a hurry: "Hello, who is it?"
Ye Zheng laughed when he heard his voice: "Honey, what time is it, are you still up?"
Jiang Kezhou looked at the bedside alarm clock, and his body trembled.
eight thirty!
Regardless of correcting Ye Zheng's address, he flipped out of bed with his mobile phone in his arms, and talked to Ye Zheng while hastily tidying up: "I'm sorry I overslept just now... what do you want from me?"
"I found that since you drove me out of the house, the quality of life has improved significantly," Ye Zheng said sourly, "I can oversleep now."
"Thanks to your old man," Jiang Kezhou didn't bother to listen to his nonsense, so he restrained his temper and said, "Let's talk about business."
Ye Zheng continued to open his eyes and talk nonsense: "Look, I have learned to talk back."
Jiang Kezhou: "...I'm going to hang up."
"Okay, I won't tease you," Ye Zheng took advantage of enough, and was refreshed as if he had taken a big pill, "The photo you showed me yesterday is really 'see you on Monday' today. Surprised?" ?”
Jiang Kezhou threw his toothbrush angrily, what a surprise!
"This 'what if' seems to be aimed at you," Ye Zheng said in a regretful tone, "Is it to make you take the blame, or to make you jealous? It doesn't seem to be useful."
"I'm talking about Mr. Ye," Jiang Kezhou couldn't bear it anymore, "You've been exposed, even if you don't have to go to the public relations in person, isn't it good for you to hang around here?"
Ye Zheng was silent over there.
Jiang Kezhou waited for a while, seeing that no one responded, he wondered if he would annoy Lafayette with a single word, and asked cautiously, "Why, did you really go to your own public relations?"
Ye Zheng couldn't hold back a chuckle from over there: "It's okay, I'm afraid you won't be happy to see the news, so I called and asked. You go to work."
Jiang Kezhou was at a loss: "What's wrong with me? Haven't you seen the photo a long time ago?"
Ye Zheng was silent for a few seconds, then suddenly said in a low voice, "I don't mind if you're jealous."
Jiang Kezhou was startled.
"It's eight forty-five," Ye Zheng returned to his normal voice, nothing happened, as if he never said the affectionate words just now, "You haven't set off yet?"
"Oh... right now" Jiang Kezhou came back to his senses, "I'll hang up first if it's nothing."
"Be careful on the road, be late if you are late, don't worry," he reminded carefully, "don't forget to have breakfast."
Jiang Kezhou put down his phone with a horrified expression, feeling more and more that this person's style of painting is not right recently, probably because he took the wrong medicine.