A woman wearing a beige shirt, a brown mermaid skirt, and long brown wavy hair stood behind An Xinming, looking at them curiously.
The woman's facial features are beautiful, bright and magnificent.
There is also a small brown square scarf around her fair neck, and the simple decoration shows that she has good taste.
An Xinning raised her eyebrows, and unconsciously glanced at An Xinming.
Very strange, An Xinming, who was still full of anger a second ago, changed his face instantly, and even put his hands down involuntarily.
An Xinning looked at the woman again.
It happened that the woman was also looking at her. After their eyes met, they observed each other calmly for a while.
In the end, it was the woman who broke the silence first: "Director An, good morning."
"morning."
An Xinming pretended to casually raise his hand to straighten his hair, and gave the woman a handsome smile, "Team Leader Song, you go to work quite early."
Song Qingman walked up to An Xinming, stood shoulder to shoulder with him, faced An Xinning, and stretched out her hand: "You are An Xinning who was transferred yesterday, right? Hello, my name is Song Qingman."
An Xinning didn't reach out her hand.
He Tiantian, who had been hiding by the side watching the play, boldly interjected: "We are all called Miss An."
Everyone knows An Xinning's identity. Even if she is just an ordinary employee, no one in the company dares to call her by her name directly.
Song Qingman's outstretched hand didn't move, it still stopped firmly in mid-air, and her voice was calm: "In the company, there are only bosses and subordinates, and there is no distinction between Mrs. and Mrs. An Xinning, do you think it is right?"
In the last sentence, Song Qingman deliberately emphasized the tone, with obvious intentions.
If An Xinning is wrong, then there is reason to say that she used her status as a young lady to bully employees; but if she is right, it is undoubtedly a self-inflicted slap in the face, and the momentum established in the company will be damaged within a few days.
No matter how you answer this question, the answer is wrong. For a moment, An Xinning pursed her lips and said nothing, as if she was stuck in a quagmire, unable to move.
And over there, An Xinming's mood completely improved, and the anger caused by An Xinning dissipated in an instant, and he looked at Song Qingman approvingly.
As expected of him.
"Aren't you very sharp-tongued just now?"
An Xinming snorted as if he was falling into trouble: "An Xinning, why didn't you answer Team Leader Song's question?"
Chick.
An Xinning gave An Xinming a disgusted look, saying that he is a baby boy and flattering him, is it glorious that a woman helped him win? Have a smug face?
"Every name is just three words."
An Xinning looked at Song Qingman with a smile that was not a smile, "It's like treating a teacher. If you respect the teacher, you will naturally call him the teacher; if you are self-righteous, you will just call the teacher by his name. No matter what you call it, it depends on the teacher's name." It's just the quality of that person."
Song Qingman's expression changed, she didn't expect to be countered like this and turn her head back.
Now if she calls An Xinning again, it will be tantamount to admitting that she has a problem with her character.
"An Xinning, you are talking nonsense."
An Xinming mocked: "What qualifications do you have to compare yourself with the teacher?"
"I like it."
An Xinning returned his unconvinced and suffocated expression, and An Xinming was so angry that he was furious again.
"you!"
"Director An," Song Qingman called An Xinming, "I heard that if a person has nothing, he must rely on spiritual victory to survive. You don't need to lower your self-worth to be as knowledgeable as her."
An Xinming took a deep breath: "Captain Song, you are right. Let's go, ignore her!"
After they left, An Xinning turned around and asked He Tiantian: "Who is she?" (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com