Just as he was about to stretch out his hand to pull the drawer, the door of the office was knocked, and the voice of Zhang special assistant came: "President Han..."
After years of action, Han received a faint voice: "in."
Zhang te pushes the door in. He wants to put his mobile phone in front of Han jingnian: "President Han, mobile phone."
Han jingnian glanced sideways over the table to show him to put it down.
Zhang te helped put down his mobile phone and said to Han jingnian, "President Han, there is a dinner at six o'clock in Beijing hotel tonight. You can start now or at the party..."
Han jingnian took a look at the time, just wanted to say it for a while, but when it came to his mouth, he suddenly changed his mind as if he was thinking of something. "Go ahead, I won't go."
Intuition tells Zhang Te to help melon eat, but he just ate a poisonous melon, dare not eat melon easily: "OK, Mr. Han."
Han did not make a sound for years, but his face clearly wrote eight words: "report something, get out of nothing.".
Zhang Tezhi turns around to his mobile phone on the desk step by step.
As soon as the door of the office is closed, Han seems to have exhausted his patience. In seconds, he picks up Zhang's mobile phone and clicks on wechat.
He stared at the little rabbit that sent Zhang tezhu to watch for a while, and then reluctantly and somewhat disgusted, he replaced himself with Zhang tezhu, and said, "good madam."
Three minutes later, the phone tinkled.
In front of the computer processing email, Han jingnian immediately picked up his mobile phone.
[best night]: "Zhang tezhuhao ~"
[best night]: "Zhang tezhui, you suddenly added my wechat, what's the matter?"
Han jingnian habitually typed a "no" word. When he was about to send it, he responded by changing his speaking style to Zhang Cheng's: "nothing, madam."
[best night]: "Oh."
After years of staring at the screen, Han's fingertips moved and stopped for a long time, and sent a message: "madam, President Han added your wechat in the morning, why haven't you passed?"
[best night]: "Oh."
Oh? What's the meaning of this? Han jingnian studied the word for a long time, then sent another message: "madam, President Han may have something to look for you."
[best night]: "Oh."
After years of frowning, Han continued to type.
In fact, it's hard for him to use it, but he thought that Zhang tezhu was used to using it well. I'm very square, but we can't, so he changed the word: "madam, you added my wechat, but not the wechat of President Han, which makes me very Square. "
[best night]: "Oh."
Han jingnian frowns even more. He stares at the screen, and his lips turn into a line. Just as he thinks about how to reply to the message, a new message appears on the screen.
[best night]: "or I'll delete you? So you don't need a prescription... "
Han jingnian: "..."
Han jingnian typing: "then I'll square it."