At 6 p.m., Mo Sangsang went to Mo Qingan's office to hand in a document, and then asked the driver to send it directly to song.

Song shaonan is still in the meeting room, and Mo Sangsang is waiting for him in the office. About half an hour later, song shaonan opens the office and comes in. When he sees Mo Sangsang sitting behind his desk, he is slightly stunned, and then quickly walks towards Mo Sangsang.

"Baby, when did you come here?"

"Almost half an hour." Mo Sangsang said, did not stand up from Song shaonan's office chair, just slightly raised his head, and said: "is there any progress?"

Song shaonan leaned down to kiss her forehead, then stretched out his hand to touch her head, and then answered, "everything is going on."

Mo Sangsang nodded, and then he looked at the document on song shaonan's desk and asked softly, "is this the plan they submitted to you?"

Song shaonan nodded, but put one hand on Mo Sangsang's shoulder, half embracing his shoulder, and then said faintly: "it was just sent up before. I haven't had time to see it. What's the matter?"

Song shaonan said, and leaned slightly toward the document that Mo Sangsang pointed to. There was no displeasure on Jun's face that Mo Sangsang read his document without his permission.

Mo Sangsang did not answer, but simply glanced at the document, song shaonan frowned tightly, his eyes suddenly sank, and then released Mo Sangsang's shoulder, directly reached out and pressed the inside line on the desk: "immediately inform the manager of the planning department to come here."

With a cold finish, song shaonan directly hung up the phone. When his eyes fell on Mo Sangsang's face, he regained his tenderness. Looking at Mo Sangsang's face, he said with some apology: "baby, it seems that you have to wait for me for a while."

Mo Sang Sang shook his head, and then stood up from the seat: "you slowly busy, not in a hurry."

Mo Sangsang said, ready to go toward the sofa, just when she just stood up, song shaonan took her hand, and then a slight force, pulled her whole person into his arms.

Until there was a gentle knock on the door of the office, song shaonan released Mo Sangsang, turned his head to the direction of the door, and said "Jin".

The manager of the planning department stood up from his office chair almost a second after he received the warm call from Xu Xiang. He didn't even have time to take his coat, so he rushed over.

At this time, when he heard song shaonan's word "Jin", which was neither salty nor insipid, and could not recognize any emotion, his heart trembled slightly. Then he slowly opened the door of the office and walked in.

When he saw Mo Sangsang walking towards the sofa, the manager of the planning department was stunned.

He also heard the rumors in the company, but he never saw them with his own eyes. At this time, he had a real feeling.

But just for a moment, when the manager of the planning department felt the chill coming from the back of his own desk, he hurriedly took back his sight. He didn't dare to glance at Song shaonan's desk and called respectfully: "president, are you looking for me?"

Song shaonan didn't make a sound. He looked straight at the computer screen in front of him. He quickly knocked on it and then moved the mouse.

Seeing him like this, the manager of the planning department was more nervous.

You know, song shaonan's words are always very few, but if he is more and more silent, it often only represents one result, that is, he is going to be angry!

"Always President? " At the thought of this situation, the manager of the planning department felt that his heart was "plop plop", and even the palms of his hands were full of sweat.

Song shaonan still didn't speak. He just put out his hand again and knocked it on the keyboard. After about half a minute, his action stopped. He took his hand back and moved his vision from the computer screen to the nervous face of the Planning Manager: "did you send this plan?"

“…… It's Yes The manager of the planning department shakes his heart and looks at Song shaonan's vision, but song shaonan just nods his head lightly. Then he drops his vision to the planning case again, and says in a dull tone: "in that case, let's talk about the original intention of the anti planning case and the expected effect."

I don't know why, song shaonan's expression has always been very stable, and his tone is also his usual indifference, without the slightest emotional ups and downs. The manager of the planning department suddenly hears the feeling of wind and rain coming from it, which makes him shiver hard, and then stammer: "at first The original intention is Reduce both design and technical solutions The effect is that It's I want to... "

Before the manager of the planning department could say anything, song shaonan interrupted him in a low voice: "lower the price?" With a sneer, song shaonan took back his sight from the planning plan and fell back on the face of the manager of the planning department. The voice of the outlet was still bland, without the slightest fluctuation: "do you think you can achieve the expected effect according to the plan you sent me?"Without waiting for the response of the manager of the planning department, song shaonan's indifferent voice went on, with a tone of indifference, but with a hint of ridicule: "reduce the impact? Do you want to make people in the industry laugh at Song's incompetence, and all the design and technical solutions have been leaked before the start of construction, or do you want the masses to think that we song's are just empty and lose confidence in US song? "

“…… This... " There was a cold sweat dripping from the planning manager's forehead, but song shaonan's cold voice continued: "I asked your planning department to give me the plan as soon as possible, even according to the result discussed at the meeting before, what you showed me is such a piece of garbage?"

The word "garbage" just fell into the eardrum of the manager of the planning department. He was so scared that he just shivered. Song shaonan, who was originally sitting behind the desk of office 7; 150838099433546, suddenly grabbed the planning case in front of him and smashed it on the head of the manager of the planning department.

With song shaonan's action, his voice sounded again as if it was cold to the bone: "how dare you send such things to me?"

After Mo Sangsang came in from the manager of the planning department, he sat down on the sofa and turned over the magazine.

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