Song Xiaoya is speechless about this, but if you think about it, you don't want to go back to school anyway. You can just go to Jiang's company to have a look and broaden your horizons.
In front of Jiang's group building, the car stopped.
Song Xiaoya follows Jiang Beichen out of the car and stands in front of the gate. Looking at the tall office building in front of her, her chin is about to fall off. Standing at the top of the building, you can almost overlook the whole scenery of a city.
DL company is already the place that many people dream of, but compared with the Jiangshi group building in front of them, it is nothing at all.
"Let's go." Jiang Beichen looks at Song Xiaoya and looks at the building in a daze. He smiles and greets her.
Song Xiaoya was startled. After reflecting the absence just now, she quickly followed his steps to go inside.
As soon as you enter the door of the building, the employees inside look at it one after another. From behind Jiang Beichen, you can see song Xiaoya, who is closely following him.
There are very few women around the president. Today, he took a woman into the headquarters of the company, which is a bit surprising news.
Look at her appearance, the green and astringent face has not receded. She looks like a student. Maybe she is the sister of the president.
Jiang Beichen's assistants, bodyguards, and even secretaries are always only men, not women. Therefore, it is well known that Jiang Beichen is not close to women, and no one will think that this female student is their president's wife.
Song Xiaoya lowered her head, followed Jiang Beichen's steps into the elevator, two people directly to the top office.
Before entering the office, song Xiaoya sees a row of secretaries waiting outside the door, all dressed in suits and shoes, like a clone corps, looking at Song Xiaoya.
"President!" Seeing the appearance of Jiang Beichen, the secretaries nodded and saluted him neatly, and then all took a surprise look at Song Xiaoya behind him secretly.
"Is the meeting over?" Jiang Beichen asked coldly.
A secretary replied, "it's not over yet. President Zhou is still in the conference room."
"Zhou Heng is such a fool!" Jiang Beichen scolded him secretly and asked him to hold a meeting instead of his shift. Now he can't make it. What a waste!
Jiang Beichen pointed to the office and told song Xiaoya softly, "don't run around. Wait for me in the office. I'll be right back."
Song Xiaoya nodded.
Jiang Beichen turned and walked towards the direction of the conference room.
The Secretary in front of the door respectfully opened the door of the office, "Miss Song, please come in!"
"Thank you." She is very respectful thanks, and then walked into the office of Jiang Beichen.
Song Xiaoya goes to Jiang Beichen's desk and looks at his working environment.
Jiang Beichen's office is not as luxurious as song Xiaoya imagined. It is clean and tidy, but the layout is very simple.
A large desk, boss chair, beside the sofa, in front of the tea table, the corner of the things cabinet, vases, calligraphy and painting, simple.
It can be seen that Jiang Beichen is a working man. There are no entertainment facilities, flowers, red wine and other things in the office.
Song Xiaoya walks around her desk and looks at Jiang Beichen's chair. She thinks it should be very comfortable, so she sits on it and enjoys the treatment of president level.
The leather seat is really comfortable. Song Xiaoya swings back and forth on it twice, and then begins to close her eyes.
This morning, I was bullied at school, then dropped out of school, and cried along the main road. Then Jiang Beichen appeared and came here again. After so long, I was really tired.