After taking back the documents respectfully, Qi Yan was about to leave, but was stopped by Feng Yangao.
"Were you surprised just now? Why? Didn't you already know my identity?"
Feng Yangao's voice is like the cool breeze in autumn, clean and hearty. If it weren't for his arrogant speaking attitude, his voice would be the most perfect lullaby among men.
Qi Yan pursed his lips and looked at Feng Yangao with a bit of embarrassment in his eyes, "I just didn't expect..."
"did not expect?"
"I didn't expect you to be the president."
That's right. How could Feng Yangao be the CEO with his appearance? Other people's CEOs are either domineering or cold and arrogant, but when Feng Yangao comes here, he is more like an undercover agent from another company than a CEO, looking like a thieves with malicious intentions.
Qi Yan's answer made Feng Yangao stunned for a moment. He was stunned for a moment, and then he laughed heartily.
His laughter was unabashed, like muffled thunder in spring, which made Qi Yan even more embarrassed.
"If nothing happens..."
"Go back and tell your minister to give me a call." Feng Yangao interrupted him, his slender eyelashes blinked slightly, and a shrewd light flashed in his eyes, "Okay, you can go back."
Qi Yan didn't know why, but he left obediently.
After returning to the planning department, Qi Yan told the minister exactly what Feng Yangao said. The minister called the president in front of him, and after a while, he hung up the phone and put the party planning book in Qi Yan's office again. In front of words.
"Qi Yan, you are an intern now, right? That's good. This is your first mission, so work hard!"
The minister is a middle-aged man in his forties. Because he married his wife late, he only has a seven-year-old daughter. He was absolutely doting on this little daughter. Looking at Qi Yan at this moment, he looked as kind as if he were his own daughter...
Qi Yan looked at the plan with wide eyes and wanted to refuse: "This..."
"This is a mission. If you want to continue working here, you have to do it."
Qi Yan knew that Feng Yangao must have said something to the minister, otherwise he would not have suddenly asked him to make this plan.
This planning book is equivalent to the eyes of the dragon. The so-called finishing touch, if there is no such eye, the finishing touch may not become an allusion. In other words, if Qi Yan completes this plan, it will be a lifelike golden dragon; if there is anything wrong, it will be a worthless earth snake.
Qi Yan rejected this plan in his heart. But there is no way, he needs this job.
After taking the plan, Qi Yan returned to his seat and carefully studied the half-finished plan...
Feng Yangao once said that it is necessary to add some new ideas and delay the time. During the delay, it must be exciting and beautiful enough to attract everyone's attention and make people feel less numb and single...
This is a very brain-intensive plan.
The time for thinking was fast, and in a blink of an eye, it was already time to get off work.
Qi Yan was a little fascinated, but his colleagues asked him to leave. After going downstairs, Qi Yan came out of the whirlpool of planning. He was about to call Ning Jin and ask him to bring food for the evening, but was interrupted by a group of calls.
Following the sound, he saw a petite figure standing at the gate, wearing an ordinary shirt and denim skirt, paired with canvas shoes that were a bit green after being painted many times. Who else could he be if he wasn't Wen Ruo in such a clean outfit
At this moment, she was smiling and asking a man something, but there was clearly a customer service staff next to her.
As if feeling his gaze, Wen Ruo quickly looked over, and his eyes lit up when he saw Qi Yan.
"Brother Xiaoyan!"