Yang Yi suddenly clenched her hand, gritted her teeth, restrained her anger, and said with a smile: "it seems that Xu tezhu is appreciated by Wan Zong. I will take her well, but not everyone can be a leader!"
Finish saying this sentence, Yang Yi complexion such as ash, pull open a chair to throw down a sentence, throw ground to have voice.
"Sorry, I want to go to the bathroom."
The man nodded his head, seemingly very gentlemanly smile: "wish, this name is easy to remember."
"Make a wish."
She had never seen a man smile so enchanting, just like the soul was hooked, staring at him.
Wishing very surprised to see the past, the man laughed: "this beautiful lady, what's your name?"
When wishing to think about the identity of the man in front of him, he suddenly called her: "the lady standing by the door."
The female secretary pressed the elevator button for him. He went in and took a look here. Xu Yuan sensitively caught him looking at Yang Yi. However, when she looked at Yang Yi again, she had already turned her back and disappeared at the corner of the corridor.
When the gust of wind passed, Xu Yuan took a deep breath and turned over to see a man in a dark purple suit, with meticulous hair care and a slim female secretary.
Xu Yuan realized that someone was coming behind him, and the cold sweat on his back was even colder by the gust of wind, which was gloomy and desolate.
Yang Yi slowly released her wish and patted her on the shoulder. She looked behind her ears and said, "well done, I'm very optimistic about you."
It has to be said that Yang Yi can achieve this position today also has her means and ruthlessness, especially her threatening momentum and words, the suffocating sense of pressure arises spontaneously.
Yang Yi quietly tightened his fingertips and said with a smile: "do you know that your direct supervisor is me besides rare?" She suddenly held the arm of wishing and slowly closed it. Her almost contemptuous eyes were like acupuncture: "I tell you, after all, you work under my hands. I can let you go anytime and anywhere. I don't have any dust. Do you believe me?"
Xu Yuan, who was behind her, looked down and picked up a piece of A4 paper. Yang Yi watched her stand up slowly, and then said, "I'm sorry, vice president. I just want to pick up a piece of paper. Secretary Han told me that the president likes to see a person from the details. I think I should be satisfied with him before he can promote me like this." Make a wish to stir up eyebrows, eyes deep turning subtle emotions, "can come to Vice President Yang side work, this opportunity is too rare."
After the meeting, Yang Yi glared at Xu Yuan, who was following behind him. He did not hide his cold smile: "I said Xu tezhu, but wan Zong sent you here to ask you to follow me around?"
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When they looked at Wan Jingting, they saw that he was not angry but smiling. There was an amazing smile on his lips: "continue the meeting."
People with a clear eye can see that Yang Yi is losing her temper, but no one dares to say that, apart from the relationship between the superior and the subordinate, Yang Yi is also Mrs. Wan San, Wan Jingting's sister-in-law.
Wish some can not find the north, ghosts and spirits to watch him smile, watching him walk into the elevator.
Inside the elevator, the female secretary asked carefully, "do you need me to contact Miss Xu for you?"
The man who walked into the elevator had already removed his smile and started to adjust the position of his watch. His face was a little unhappy: "has my taste changed recently, or has your aesthetic value decreased?"