"Pa." Gu Mohan threw the document on the table. "Do you think I don't care if I don't come back for a while?"
The meeting room was so quiet that you could hear a needle fall.
"Speak. Do I have a group of mute?" At the moment, Gu Mo is cold, and his tone is cold to the extreme.
"No." The director in the conference room said in unison.
"Then what have you done?" Although there is no expression on Gu Mohan's face, people familiar with Gu Mohan's style know that Gu Mohan is angry now.
Yuan Han has never seen Gu Mohan like this and doesn't dare to make a sound at all.
"I'll give you ten days. If this is still the case, you'll take care of yourself." Gu Mohan glanced at the whole audience.
"Yes." The directors now only dare to answer Gu Mohan, and their inner pressure is enormous. Ten days is very tight.
"Let's break up if there's nothing wrong." Gu Mohan doesn't want to say another word now.
When the directors heard Gu Mohan say to break up the meeting, they also ran out of the conference room.
"I was so scared that I almost thought I was dead." The director of the personnel department patted himself on the chest.
"That's true. You said how difficult it is to increase the turnover in ten days. I can't go home in these ten days." The director of marketing is full of resentment.
"I thought the president would stop when he got married. The result was the same as before."
The directors gathered together to complain for a while and began their busy work.
"What? Scared?" Gu Mohan found Yuanhan sitting in the conference room without saying a word.
Yuan Han raised his head when he heard Gu Mohan's words and found that there were only two of them in the conference room. "Ha? Is the meeting over?" Yuan Han packed up his things and stood up to leave.
Gu Mohan got up and grabbed Yuanhan. "What are you doing? I'm in a hurry."
Yuan Han quickly broke away from Gu Mohan's hand. "This is the company."
Gu Mohan looked at his empty hand and put it in the air. "OK. The company. What do you think?"
"You said you had a ten day deadline to increase the turnover. I was thinking about what I could do."
"Yes, but it's none of your business." Gu Mo Han asked puzzled.
"Since you want to increase your turnover, you must need the advice of the creative department. There's no reason for me to stand idly by." Yuan Han still stares at the information on his hand.
"I don't want your salary." Yuan Han turned his eyes.
"OK, your salary is on my card." Gu Mohan said with a laugh.
"Hey, that's not necessarily." Yuan Han smiled treacherously. "Don't forget that I'm the real president and the biggest salary is in my hand."
"OK, you." Gu Mohan said that he was going to pinch Yuanhan's face.
Yuan Han saw Gu Mohan's hand coming over and hurriedly dodged. "President, please respect yourself. The director will continue the meeting."
"What meeting? There's enough time to go home." Gu Mohan said discontentedly.
"You can go back first. I'll wait for the department meeting. I've ordered Zhou Zhong to go down." Yuan Han didn't lift his head, and his hand kept turning over the data. Walked into his office.
Gu Mohan stood in place, as if it was a mistake to arrange such a position for her. Gu Mohan sighed and went back to the office to wait for Yuanhan to get off work.
Yuanhan went to another office, where his colleagues had already been waiting.
Yuan Han coughed, "Hello, everyone." Yuan Han came in.
Colleagues saw Yuan Han coming in and stood up one after another.
"No, you sit down. I don't have so many rules." Yuan Han waved and let them sit down.
Colleagues don't know what medicine Yuan Han sells in the gourd. They are afraid it will be the same work style as Gu Mohan.
Yuan Han saw them look nervous and said with a smile, "don't worry, I'm different from President Gu."
Colleagues raised their heads in disbelief when they heard Yuan Han's words.
"I looked at your performance report. Everyone's works are similar, and there are no big highlights. Do you have any opinions now?"
"We are basically designed according to the opinions of customers and the trend of the market."
Yuan Han nodded, "but I still hope you have some works that can highlight your character. You don't want to throw your own things in, and you can't recognize them with others?"
"What does the director mean?"
"Each of you go back and make a work that you are most satisfied with. In five days, I want to see the results." Yuan Han raised his palm and gestured. "Five days, I believe, should be enough?"
"If nothing happens, let's break up the meeting." Yuanhan packed his things and left the conference room first.
Colleagues looked at each other and didn't react to what had happened.
"So it's over?" Colleague a said incredulously.
"This is totally different from the president's work style." Colleague B said in surprise.
"I can't believe I'm off work now."
"I've prepared dry food. I'm going to spend the night in the company tonight."
"Go out and get something home." Colleague C said excitedly.
"Let's go, let's go. In case the director kills a gun later." The colleagues dispersed in a crowd.
Yuanhan returned to the office to pack up his things. He found that the light in Gu Mohan's room was still on.
"Bang, bang," Yuan Han knocked at the door.
"Enter." Gu Mohan didn't know that it was Yuan Han who came in.
Yuan Han directly opened the chair in front of Gu Mohan, sat down, put his hand on the table and looked at Gu Mohan seriously.
Gu Mohan put down his pen. "Is this your first day at work? You don't know the rules."
"It's really my first day at work." Yuan Han said with a smile.
Gu Mohan raised his head and found that Yuan Han was in front of him.
"How come in without saying a word."
"I can't bear to disturb you so hard." Yuan Han said with a smile.
Gu Mohan picked up the clothes on the hanger, "let's go, we should go back."
Yuan Han took Gu Mohan's hand.
Gu Mohan looked at Yuan Han strangely. "Doesn't it mean that this is a company, so you should keep a distance from me?"
Yuan Han leaned on Gu Mohan, "now the people in the company are gone, leaving you and me. It's all right."
Gu Mo Han touched Yuan Han's head, "it's almost like this."
"When shall we go back?"
"Tomorrow, go back when you're done." Gu Mohan walked slowly.
"Is it to directly connect Lele and Ann?"
"Of course, home is here. It's impossible for them to live there alone." Gu Mohan despised Yuan Han.
"Why look at me like that." Yuan Han pushed Gu Mohan.
"Because you asked a stupid question."
"If you don't understand, ask. What do you know?" Yuan Han pushed Gu Mohan away and walked ahead.
Gu Mohan followed up with a smile. "How can you lead a department like this? I'm worried about the company." Gu Mohan hugged Yuanhan's shoulder.
"Hey, what do you say? How can this role switch so freely? For a moment, it's so serious, and for a moment, it's like a little fart." Yuan Han looked at Gu Mo Han and said with disgust.
"Because I'm handsome, I can." Gu Mohan lifted his hair between his forehead with his hand.
"Come on, take it easy. If someone sees the president who just got angry in the conference room now acting like a fool, let's see what he thinks."
"What can he think? I'm the president. Be careful I kill him."
"You're really good. I want Japanese food." Yuan Han touched his hungry stomach.
"I started eating today." Gu Mohan squints at Yuan Han.
"Just want to eat, hurry." Yuan Han took Gu Mohan's hand and strode forward.