Depressed, Tong Huanhuan stretched her head and wanted to ask Zhou Wenqing for help. The photocopying room was so far away from Brother Zhou's desk that Zhou Wenqing couldn't see it even if she stretched out like a turtle.
"Miss Tong, haven't you sent my fax yet? The client has sent a QQ message to urge me." Su Na gave Tong Huanhuan a gouged look, complaining in her voice.
"Sister Na, I sent it." Tong Huanhuan hurriedly replied, with a conscience, she just had the cheek to ask someone how to send the fax, and it was the first fax.
Su Na frowned: "Did you call and talk to someone after sending it?"
"No" Tong Huanhuan scratched her head and wanted to call to confirm? No one told her, she thought that everything would be fine if she sent it. If she had time to type on QQ, she didn't have time to read the fax?
Su Na was on fire, walked over on high heels, and looked Tong Huanhuan up and down, very disdainful.
A handsome guy like Zhou Wenqing, even the cat jumping on the window sill, peeped at the place closest to him, but the boss insisted that the talented Zhou needs to be quiet, and there is no row of people in that place, so he didn't expect to be empty-handed. Cheap for an intern.
Su Na has disliked Tong Huanhuan ever since she sat down, and if she catches her wrong, she will suffer to death.
Tong Huanhuan didn't expect to offend people by sitting in any seat, and looked at Su Na innocently, feeling a little unconvinced in her heart, but thinking that she was new here, she decided to endure it.
Helplessly, she wanted to bear it, but Su Na didn't want to stop. She looked at the copier behind Tong Huanhuan, her mouth twitched, and she laughed loudly: "Tong Huanhuan, that's how you copy? Words face up? Is your brain squeezed by the door!"
Nena, isn't it face up? When sending a fax just now, she was taught to face up. She thought that fax machines and copiers were the same
"Sister Na, what are you laughing at?" The eight wives in the office, who feared that the world would not be chaotic, gathered around. Seeing Su Na pointing at Tong Huan and laughing wildly, they all put on exaggeratedly shocked faces, as if they were with such an idiot. Surviving in the world, they lost the face of eighteen generations of their ancestors.
"What does the boss of this kind of person think, and recruit her for an internship?"
"Did you pick up the thighs of personnel affairs? Let me tell you that the little girl who just graduated is the most fierce, and she is crazy about money."
"She wants to unspoken rules, so she needs someone to take care of her! She is not good-looking"
Since this kind of gossip, the word "behind the back" is the most important thing to add a sense of mystery and make the audience feel like it is, but these eight wives covet male sex and are too jealous, so they say it directly in front of Tong Huanhuan , the sound is quite small.
Although Miss Tong has been unsuccessful recently, she was raised as a princess. Except for Zhou Wenqing, who would dare to anger her?
So, before Su Na had time to pretend to be modest, Tong Huanhuan smashed her head with a blank paper: "Big breasts are amazing, what do you want to do with a deep V at work? Wearing this dress to a nightclub is too revealing." OK!"
Su Na was so angry that her face turned blue, and she almost rushed over to beat Tong Huanhuan, but fortunately she didn't, because she just took a step, and a tall and handsome guy squeezed past Tong Huanhuan, gently smoothing Tong Huanhuan's hair, pulling him up Her hand, by the way, stuffed the manuscript to be copied into Su Na's hand: "Sorry, Huanhuan is not here to copy, she wants to help me draw the drawings."
Su Na was in a bad mood, she was dumbfounded, and a row of women stared at Zhou Wenqing in a daze. Designer Zhou, who had always had high-spirited eyes, wanted an intern to draw blueprints?
Zhou Wenqing seemed to feel that the atmosphere was not embarrassing enough, so he added a sentence calmly: "This is my wife, please take care of me in the future." (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com