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The atmosphere at the meeting was a bit depressing. Under the strong aura of Young Master Wen, all the quiet discussions disappeared, only the sound of his long fingers tapping the table slowly, once and for all, like urging or impatient, which made Huang Qi's psychological pressure is increasing.
Fu Sasa wanted to stand up when Wen Yang asked that sentence, but Mr. Huang just looked back at her and shook his head almost inaudibly. She immediately realized the current situation. If she really admitted that the publicity plan was what she admired, then Huang Qi's department would undoubtedly become a laughing stock, and let an intern make such an important decision.
So she had no choice but to change the action of getting up to straighten the hem of the skirt pressed on the chair, and sat back as if nothing had happened.
Sweat was pouring out of Huang Qi's forehead, and he was to blame for this matter. He wanted to flatter but ended up on the horse's leg, and even took work as a joke. It's not the fault of the crown prince for being harsh.
"Mr. Wen, I'm sorry, it was our decision-making error. I will bring out another draft and show it to you before I get off work."
Wen Yang pinched the space between his eyebrows, and he didn't say yes or no. He just took the remote control page presenter from Jonny and reviewed it back and forth. He was born with a bit of a stern temperament, which was especially obvious when he was silent.
Ever since Fu Sasa got in touch with him, what he felt was the warmth from his unknown side, and he had long forgotten the god of the 19th middle school that no strangers should enter. Now that the big devil reappeared in the world, he couldn't help pinching for Mr. Huang sweat.
Wen Yang glanced at the girl in the corner as if nothing, and when he looked back at Huang Qi, he already had a guess in his heart, so he stopped being aggressive, lightly put forward a few revisions, and then turned the page.
Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, and they all breathed a sigh of relief.
After this meeting, Fu Sasa deeply realized the hardships of the workplace, and Huang finally took the blame for her. She was quite righteous in her bones, worried that it would affect the other party's future, and wanted to speak for him, so when she was waiting for the elevator, she stepped into the exclusive elevator for the president.
Jonny thoughtfully stopped and did not follow, and smiled at her.
Fu Sasa also nodded, and when the elevator door closed, she tilted her head to look at Wen Yang, who took advantage of the situation and turned sideways, scanning her face.
"Did you choose that plan?" The tone was very firm.
"You've already guessed what you're asking." Fu Sasa didn't have any intention of sophistry, and under the pressure of Master Wen's IQ, all excuses were useless.
He raised one corner of his mouth, and the arc looked a little mocking: "The aesthetics are worrying, you really like the one that advertises bright red and green colors?"
Fu Sasa held back her last stubbornness: "I like it so much!" After finishing speaking, she hooked the other's palm with her fingertips, and laughed: "How about it, do you want to try the taste of a faint king, according to my preferences "
"No." Young Master Wen refused very simply: "According to your preference, the company will collapse."
Fu Sasha: ""
She didn't go to the second floor after lunch. What Wen Yang meant was that there was no need to stay in the electronic information department. He asked his assistant to sort out the relevant information on the operation of this department, starting from the basics, and then slowly going deeper.
So her job changed from the special secretary of the president to the salted fish girl in the lounge of the president's office. She can lie on the sofa bed and study while eating chicken feet.
The door of the lounge is frosted, and there is a translucent piece in the middle, from her angle, he can just see his side face.
Wen Yang at work is rigorous, devoted himself wholeheartedly, and is not distracted by his girlfriend. There is a saying that serious women are the most beautiful, and the same is true for men.
Fu Sasa admired the handsome man fascinatedly for a while, then muted his phone and took a sneak shot of his side face, then took a selfie on the spot and put it together, and happily posted it to the [Sage Saigao] group.
[The free and easy king: the reality version of the domineering president and the little wife. ¡¿
After waiting for a while, the group became lively.
[Poisonous donuts: Beautiful wife? Brother Sa, have you met your parents? ¡¿
¡¾Wangmei is more thirsty: Brother Sa, he got on the bus first and then paid for the fare, right? ¡¿
The strange brain circuit of the two of them made Fu Sasa seldom speechless. He turned over and continued typing, but before finishing typing, the message was even more frantic and kept swiping the screen.
[Wangmei is more thirsty: Why do I feel that you are lying on the bed on the right side? ¡¿
¡¾Toxic Donut: Where is this? hotel? ¡¿
[Wangmei is more thirsty: Oh my god, did you get blooded, big brother? ¡¿
Fu Sasa completely collapsed, the thinking of the two gay friends was too much.After getting married in 2000, they can live in a two-person world for seven or eight consecutive years, which is very comfortable. "
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Today is the affectionate young master Wen.
Uh, although I am very sad, I still want to tell everyone that the next chapter is the finale.
The finale will be longer and will be updated on Friday or Saturday night, see my copywriting announcement for details.
The more I write to the end, the more brain-intensive it is, because I care about the rhythm very much, and I don¡¯t want to mess with the plot, so I have to delete a lot of nonsense every day and fix it until late.
And, I still have a lot of bullshit I want to tell you, so let's save it for the finale.