A protest was resolved by Song Qingman's understatement.
All people have bad roots.
When they heard that they were not harming their own interests, the people who had just shouted about being unfair shrank back into their chairs, as if they hadn't spoken.
Soon, only Ding Peng was left standing in the conference room.
"What happen to you guys?"
Ding Peng looked around anxiously, "Don't you want to maintain our basic rights? Why are neither of them talking?"
"Old Peng, sit down quickly!"
Xiao Zeng who was next to him secretly gave him a hand, "Everyone said that it will only be tried this month, we are now a team, no matter what we do."
"no!"
Ding Peng stared.
Just delaying for ten minutes is not enough! Miss An is rushing back now without stopping.
"That colleague named Ding Peng," Song Qingman's voice sounded again: "If you incite trouble again, please get out immediately."
"I think I'm going to pull you out."
An Xinming pointed at Ding Peng fiercely: "I felt that something was wrong with you before. If your performance is not good, there are many things to do. The company doesn't need you as a troublemaker."
A few days ago, when I saw Ding Peng still speaking for An Xinning, I should have found a reason to drive him away!
Wen Yuqi quietly kicked An Xinming offstage, signaling him to shut up.
After finally calming down the commotion, what if he said the wrong thing again?
At the same time, Wen Yuqi's satisfaction with Song Qingman soared.
At first, Song Qingman refused to obey her son, and felt that there was something wrong with her, fearing that she was planning something.
But looking at it now, this Song Qingman is very smart, unlike those superficial women who can't wait to marry their sons, she is a career partner.
This kind of woman has a clear goal, and a man wants to get a career and find an opportunity to be in the top position. Wen Yuqi is the most familiar, after all, she is also the same kind of person.
Perhaps, letting Song Qingman stay with his son temporarily would really help him?¡ª¡ª
"I'll give you three seconds," An Xinming pointed at Ding Peng and gave an ultimatum, "If you don't sit down, someone will pull you out immediately!"
Ding Peng's mouth trembled a few times.
At this moment, he was the only one standing, the leader on the rostrum stared at him, and his colleagues stared at him watching the show. He had lived for more than forty years and became the focus of the crowd for the first time.
Over the years of working, maybe because of his personality or performance, he has always been a taciturn and timid man.
The superior can call overtime at any time, okay;
Colleagues ask for help to make a report, okay;
He is the one who does the most work in the whole department, and he is the one who receives the least money.
?Because he is middle-aged and has no skills, so where else can he go besides staying in the company as a junior?
Ding Peng thought he was like this all his life, until he met An Xinning.
Although they only worked together for a short ten days or so, An Xinning taught him that no matter how capable he is, he must not be spineless.
He will never forget the first time he went out with Ms. An to meet a client, and his colleagues covered their mouths and sniggered behind him. It was Ms. An who said lightly: A tree lives with a skin, and a person lives with a breath. No matter how bad the performance is, it can be changed, but if you lose your backbone, you will never be able to stand up for the rest of your life.
Thinking of this, Ding Peng clenched his fists, and it was only a second to fight for one more second for Miss An.
"I don't agree!"
Ding Peng shouted with all his strength: "Why are the new regulations only implemented this month? Director An, you know the situation of our three groups, and you are trying to drive us away in disguise! Is this how you lead?"
How could An Xinming stand being questioned by a low-level employee in public?
Let alone a tail truck, he waved his hand with a dark face.