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Pei Qingle left the office and went to Zhao Mobei, a member of the project team. He was the person in charge of the project.
"Hello, I'd like to ask if there are any small groups in our project team? Or hold a meeting together. I want to know what everyone thinks
Pei Qingle's voice was deliberately low and light, and his face was soft as water.
There has been no activity for several days. She is still worried. After all, this matter concerns whether she can stand in the company.
Zhao Mo North looked at several other people, coughed lightly, and said impatiently, "now we all have life in our hands. We are so busy that we haven't done anything about the project."
He was still a little afraid of Pei Qingle, especially the identity of the murderer on the other side. However, he was from Pei family and did not dare to offend him openly.
However, she should never be allowed to intervene in the project.
You're kidding. A woman who's been in prison knows what kind of project it's going to end if she gets involved!
Pei Qingle lowered her eyes, and her expression was dim. After a while, she raised her head and laughed: "well, if it starts, please inform me at any time."
After she left, Zhao Mobei immediately ran to the desk of two people, both members of the project team.
"She's a real face? What does she know? It won't be until the end of the day when we're busy. It's all her credit? "
"It's not a good thing. We should do it ourselves. We can't count on it anyway. What do you think?"
Several people discussed, and they all thought that the plan was good. They did the project and unilaterally kicked Pei Qingle out of the way.
Just, what they didn't expect was that Pei Qingle did not leave, but heard everything behind the door.
She pinched her hand, fingernails almost pierced the palm of her hand, and it took a long time to swallow all the grievances and resentments.
She is not entitled to get angry, no matter what happens, even if it is a mouthful of glass slag, she will force herself to swallow it.
It's just about the project team... Pei Qingle rubbed her painful forehead. No matter what, she still needs to do the planning plan first.
In the corridor, met from the outside manager Zhang, Pei Qingle reluctantly smile to say hello.
Looking at all sides, manager Zhang naturally knows what situation Pei Qingle is in now. However, the more he does this, the better he will make contact with Lu Wenhua.
After all, what Lu wants is Pei Qingle, who can't interfere in any internal affairs of the company.
But on the face, he still wants to wink at the smile: "still adapt to it?"
Pei Qingle nodded and pretended to be grateful: "thank you for your care."
Manager Zhang quickly waved his hand: "don't say that. In fact, it's all from general manager Lu. He's really interested in you. I haven't seen anyone so affectionate after living for so long! Miss Pei, people in this office envy you
He observed Pei Qingle's look, and saw a blush of embarrassment on his face, and some guilt in his eyes, but more love, so he was relieved.
But then, he disdained him. It turned out that Pei Qingle was really a fool. At this time, he thought Lu Wenhua loved her wholeheartedly. It was really naive!
He said some more words, then left, Pei Qingle looked at his back, eyes gradually cold.
It seems that manager Zhang is indeed a person from Lu Wenhua's side. He should be cautious in his words and deeds in this company.
Pei Qingle took out his mobile phone. He wanted to see the time, but he couldn't think of it. He had a strange phone number.
She hesitated for a moment and picked it up.
Gu Mingrui's clear and crisp voice suddenly came, Pei Qingle's frown was stretched out in an instant, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously rose slightly.