Chapter 92

With Su Mian's help, I saved at least 20 minutes.

But when I was out of breath and moved the tables and chairs to the office, I saw Huo Tinggui's dissatisfaction at first sight.

"Moving things is so slow."

I rolled my eyes in my heart.

Of course, he doesn't know how heavy this thing is. I'm really tired.

However, I thought of overhearing him talking to luoxiyin outside the door just now. I was still very rational and didn't say a word.

Being a mute at the right time is the best choice.

But Huo Ting was not satisfied with my cleverness.

When I finally cleaned up my tables and chairs and was about to sit down and have a rest, he threw me a stack of materials.

"Next month is the company's annual meeting. These are the invitation lists. You are responsible for writing the invitation." Huo Tinggui said.

I looked at the list thicker than my fist and felt my eyes blackened. "Isn't it a popular electronic invitation now? Do you have to write it by hand?"

How simple an electronic invitation is. You can automatically generate an invitation by entering the company name and the invitee's name. It's always faster than handwritten.

Obviously, Huo Ting didn't want to give me this shortcut, "handwritten, more formal."

"Handwriting is not environmentally friendly." I muttered.

But when Huo Ting returned, I squeezed out a smile, "write, write, I write."

Who calls others the boss? I work with money. How dare I complain?

But when I really wanted to start writing invitations, I found another thing.

This invitation is not only very formal, but also the information inside is very detailed, which accurately arranges everyone to which table and position.

But the information Huo Ting gave me didn't mention these.

Based on the principle of asking if I don't understand, I asked Huo Tinggui quickly.

He glanced at me. "Make your own arrangements."

Four words are arranged as appropriate, which is a little too much information.

I don't know how many companies Nancheng cooperates with Huo's, and Sifang group, as a newly acquired company of Huo's, is a new starting point in the field.

For others, it means working together and taking a share.

As for who Huo Tinggui wants to cooperate with, he is willing to give others a few spoonfuls. In fact, it can be seen at the invitation of this annual meeting.

The closer Huo Ting returns to the presidency, the more trusted partners he must be.

But

What partners does Huo Tinggui trust? Where do I know?

I think it's red fruit's trouble.

Clenching my red lips and hesitating for a long time, I asked again, "can you tell me how many companies you think highly of?"

"Shen An," Huo Tinggui's expression became serious.

There are countless feelings hidden in the Obsidian eyes that I can't understand, but there is no doubt about the expression. "There has always been nothing that I can't afford in a place like the mall. Today you love to answer and ignore others, and maybe they will let you climb up tomorrow."

So, in the final analysis, there is no answer.

I think Huo Ting GUI means that he doesn't intend to tell me anything again.

I feel very depressed. What do you call it?

Let the horses run and don't let the horses eat grass!

"If you have time to scold me in your heart, you might as well write an invitation quickly." Huo stopped to make a noise.

This man is so refined. No matter what I think in my heart, he can always hear it.

Depressed, I can only spread out those materials and start worrying about the blank invitation.

Seats must not be arranged casually. If you don't pay attention to them, it will offend people.

If generous people are OK and meet stingy people, they may not really be as Huo Tinggui said. In the future, they will deliberately target Sifang group and Huo Tinggui.

It's not good to make trouble for Huo Tinggui.

Thinking of this, I shook my head again.

What are you thinking? I!

What's the matter with Huo Tinggui? What does it have to do with me.

If anything happens, he deserves it.

Who asked him to make trouble for me with such an important thing as the annual meeting of the company.

After swearing, I still have to cheer up and work.

Since Huo Tinggui didn't give me an accurate seat standard, I had to find out by myself.

Fortunately, I was also a salesman before. I have a lot of experience in facing customers.

First I went to the public relations department and asked for the invitation list and seating list of the previous annual meeting, and then I asked for the background information of several new companies I worked with recently.

Sort them one by one, prioritize them, and then arrange them.

This matter seems very simple to say. There are many things to consider when doing it.

I was busy until after work, and I just roughly divided it into three levels.

So focused that I don't even know when Huo Tinggui will arrive in front of me.

He stretched out his bony hand and tapped on my desk. "It's off work."

"Ah." I just looked up and found that the French window on the top floor looked out. The sunset was half hidden in the clouds. It was very beautiful.

The tiredness of this half day dissipated in the beautiful scenery.

I can't help but take out my cell phone and run to the floor window and take several pictures.

Then, I plan to turn on the front camera and take a selfie.

Before I could react to this action, Huo Tinggui appeared in the camera. I was so frightened that I pressed the selfie button.

Click and save the picture.

I was a little embarrassed and scratched my head. "That's what, wrong hand."

"Give me your cell phone." Huo Tinggui said.

"Why use your hand? I'll delete it myself." I said quickly.

I don't know what happened just now. If Huo Tinggui was distorted, he saw that he was going to explode?

It's better to leave it to me to destroy criminal evidence.

But Huo stopped and returned. His hand was still in mid air, "give it to me."

Isn't it just a picture? I don't have to keep it. Do I need to look like this?

Mobile phone in my heart, or can only make complaints about the phone.

His fingers were beating fast on the screen, but his eyes were full of boredom, "what an ugly shot."

"They all said it was shaking hands. How beautiful it can be, and they didn't make any moves." I whispered.

"You still have reason?" Huo Tinggui glanced at me again.

I was very self-conscious, so I zipped up to show that I shut up.

Huo Ting returned here with a cold hum and ignored me.

His hand slid on the screen again, and his expression was obviously wrong.

I didn't even know why he did this. He had poked his cell phone in front of me, "when did you take it?"

When I saw it, my heart was a big sleeping slot.

Last time he accompanied Xiao Xing to sleep on the carpet in the living room, I took a picture secretly.

Just now I handed Huo Tinggui my mobile phone. I didn't expect it at all. He saw it now. What reason should I find!