Contentment grows joy

Chapter 2 Rich Second Generation Colleagues

The propaganda plan made by Mili was rejected by the group company, and many suggestions for revision were put forward. The general meaning is to make a new one.

The leader just called her to the office and told her superiors that she had to hand in the new plan within this week.

It took her a month to consult a lot of information and send out a lot of questionnaires to make this plan. Not to mention condensing her whole life's efforts, it can be regarded as exhaustive deliberation.

Before the plan was handed in, she had tossed and revised it several times, and her mind had already started to short-circuit.

After returning from the toilet, she was clueless and sat in front of the computer in a daze.

Qianhui's phone rang again.

"What are you doing? Don't call if you have nothing to do. I'm busy!" Before Qian Hui could speak, she rudely threw a few words, hung up the phone, turned the phone to silent, and put it in the drawer.

Out of sight out of mind.

Qian Hui, always very inappropriate, likes to harass her when she is very depressed.

If you don't lose your temper with her, who will you lose your temper with?

Once, because of a small mistake in the preparation of the meeting, the leader invited her to have a friendly talk and told her not to make the same mistake next time, and if she made it again, she would be assessed.

As soon as he left the leader's office, Qian Hui's call came.

She was in a bad mood and didn't want to answer it, but the phone kept ringing and flashing.

"Xiao Su, why didn't you answer your phone?" Section Chief Huang passed by and reminded her friendly.

"Oh", she slowly picked up the phone, and as soon as it reached her ear, Qian Hui's excited voice came from inside: "Oh, Li'er, I just got a perm, you know? It's the kind of The very popular one is called lazy curly big waves. Do you know who I went with? It was the Aunt Yang in my office before. Oh, I have worked with Aunt Yang for so long. I don’t know. It turns out that her husband She is the boss of a company, but she is rich, her son is an executive in a foreign-funded enterprise, and he has not settled yet..."

"Crack!" Millet hung up the phone angrily, and ruthlessly dropped the word "marriage" on the other end of the phone.

"Comrade Millet, can you do me a favor?" Just as her mind was empty, her colleague Su Qin walked towards her with a smile.

Su Qin is a rich second generation. Usually, he knows everything about eating, drinking and having fun, but when it comes to work, he can't do anything. He always cheats.Ten out of ten times out of ten the work he did, no one wanted to cooperate with him. In the department, he was kicked around like a football, and he didn't care.

Anyone with a discerning eye could see that his father forced him into their department through connections.

Everyone stays away from this kind of prince.

What's wrong with this little ancestor?

"Comrade Su Qin, I'm sorry, I'm very busy and I don't have time!" Millet replied dryly without raising her eyes.

"Hey, Xiaolili, what's the matter? I think you just came out of the leadership's office and you were criticized?" Su Qin still had no intention of leaving.

Su Qin usually loves to hang out with Mili when he has nothing to do. Everyone is a smart person, and Mili knows that he is interested in him.

She wouldn't want to.

Millet has never had a good impression of rich second generations. In college, groups of rich second generations followed her around, and she didn't even bother to look at them.

Those rich second generations who grew up in a honeypot can do nothing except count money with saliva and spend money with their heads up all day long. No, Su Qin once again witnessed this very well.

Su Qin, when she thought of his name, she smiled inwardly. It is estimated that his father gave him this name because he had high hopes, and probably wanted him to be like Su Qin in the Warring States period. However, this Su Qin is not as good as Su Qin. , Can rotten wood carve flowers?

Therefore, she was always polite and lukewarm to him, neither offending him nor letting him misunderstand.

But Su Qin is a persistent playboy.

This millet, he is sure.

"Xiao Liliu, do me a favor and have a meal with me. My dad gave me two coupons for the buffet at Mingyuan Hotel yesterday. Tonight is the deadline for consumption, but I haven't found anyone to go with me yet. ...If my dad knew that I wasted, he would definitely peel off my skin... WooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooV My life is really miserable..." Su Qin pretended to be shaking in front of her eyes.

Mingyuan Hotel is a five-star hotel, and it is extremely luxurious inside. Those who can go there are famous people, and the buffet coupons are sold in a limited number every day.

If other people listened to it, they would immediately follow with great joy.

If Su Qin hadn't been so perverted, Millet would have readily agreed.

She is not a sage who is not stained with the world of mortals, so who would not want to go to such a top-notch hotel?But it also depends on who you're with, with Su Qin, that's not okay.

"Sister Lier, this is what Section Chief Huang asked me to bring to you just now." The new colleague Xiao Yao walked over and handed her a document.

"Come on, little Yaoyao, the handsome Su Qin invites everyone to Mingyuan Hotel to eat a buffet tonight, here, here is the coupon, take it, ah—" Xiao Yao is a college student who just graduated this year, with two braids and pink hair. She wears a pair of wide-rimmed glasses on her round face, which is very cute.She works hard and is serious. Everyone usually likes her and calls her "Little Yaoyao".

"Ah—!? Really? That's great, thank you Brother Su!" Holding the meal coupon, Xiao Yao screamed and returned to his seat.

"Look, there are two meal coupons, one for you and one for Xiao Yaoyao. Your white and tender skin is preserved. The leader said that we should unite and help each other. If you are polite, I will not say more. I still have something to do. Please first!" Millet smiled and cupped her fists at Su Qin, who was mourning, and gracefully made a gesture of please leave.

(End of this chapter)