Chen Chu came down to look for Qin Zhuifeng. It was supposed to be a hot summer, but this floor was so cold that it made people shiver.
what happened?
Chen Chu touched his arm, maybe the air conditioner was turned on.
"Assistant Song"
He was about to ask Song Qingman if the air conditioner was turned on too much, so he said three words and shut up quickly.
The iceberg beauty Song Qingman's expression at this moment is like an iceberg that has not melted for a thousand years, sacred and unapproachable.
Chen Chu had a hunch that if he asked, he would get a cold face.
He touched his nose and knocked on the door of Qin Zhuifeng's office.
"Vice President Qin."
Chen Chu shut up again.
Sitting on the office seat, Qin Zhuifeng raised his head in response, the cold light in his black eyes was frozen for thousands of years
I know!
Chen Chu shouted in his heart: What day is today? Have everyone on the floor of the vice president bewitched?
"What's up?"
Qin Zhuifeng's cold voice sounded, frightening Chen Chu into a fright, standing at attention, for fear of offending the vice president.
"Vice President Qin, is there any progress in the project developed last month?"
Qin Zhuifeng: "Go ask Assistant Song."
"yes!"
Chen Chu hurriedly closed the door and exited, raising his hand to wipe his sweat.
Appeal.
He thought he was dead.
However, it's also strange that Qin Zhuifeng's temper is surprisingly good in the company. Who really angered him?
"Assistant Song."
Chen Chu walked up to Song Qingman with trepidation, "The project developed last month"
"no progress."
Before he could finish asking, Song Qingman said blankly: "It's still close."
"Oh, thank you for your hard work!"
Chen Chu didn't dare to stay for another second, so he ran away quickly with oil on his feet, "Goodbye."
If he stays any longer, he will either be killed by this or that¡ª¡ª
Song Qingman looked at the project proposal in front of her in distress.
It was the item that Chen Chu came down to ask about.
It is the company's project to develop a new community, and it is also the first project she has taken over after joining Qiyan Group.
Everything went smoothly at the beginning, but encountered a soft nail in the later stage of acquiring the surrounding land.
A boss who was known as the last week's skinny in the upper class of Shenzhen City occupied an old house in advance, saying that the price was not ideal, and he refused to sell the house to Qiyan.
In fact, the price she offered was twice the market price, Zhou Papi was still unwilling, and directly asked for 200 million yuan.
Nima's 200 million yuan is clearly Zhou Baopi who eats meat but doesn't spit out bones.
Song Qingman thought for a while, picked up the phone, and put on the most polite voice, "Hello, I'm an employee of Qiyan Group, can I have dinner with Boss Zhou tonight?"
The construction of the new community is imperative, and it is her first job in Qiyan. No matter what, she will take that piece of land.
After getting approval on the phone, Song Qingman thanked her. After hanging up, she involuntarily looked at the vice president's office with the door closed.
Would you like to speak to Qin Zhuifeng?
After all, he is his own boss.
Song Qingman stood up, took two steps, and stopped again.
Forget it, the relationship between the two is cold and stiff, even if they meet at work, it will be very awkward.
Anyway, she only needs to do her job well, and the restdoesn't need to be intersected.
Song Qingman returned to her seat and sat down, patted her face. Even though she was almost moved in the elevator, she was glad to keep her heart.
I don't want to touch a man who is too carefree¡ª¡ª
When the lights came on, Song Qingman came to the appointed hotel room.
The waiter opened the door, she raised the most beautiful and elegant smile, walked in, "Boss Zhou"
The voice suddenly stopped, and Song Qingman looked in surprise at the men who were sitting in a table. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com