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Chapter 132 Clutch 5
At around three o'clock in the afternoon, Ye Feifei was dealing with the work at hand. The director was standing at the door of the office dusty. Ye Feifei understood, immediately put down the work at hand, and followed to the director's office.

She didn't intend to take any chances that the trouble would turn out like this. Although several senior leaders were not in the company in the morning, it didn't mean that they didn't know about the trouble. What's more, Qi Wenxuan had already been here yesterday, and this matter had already affected her. She couldn't avoid being involved.

The hospital always attaches great importance to reputation issues. She didn't have time to ask in detail how Qi Wenxuan communicated with the hospital. In short, both parties told her that the other party had problems. The hospital must have made this matter a big deal, and the Qi family definitely didn't. Yes, at least to compensate. Ye Feifei guessed that the hospital was unwilling to admit that they had a medical accident and just wanted to bear some medical expenses. Of course Qi Wenxuan was not happy.

Sure enough, as soon as she entered the director's office, the atmosphere suddenly changed. The air pressure was very low. The director ignored her. He smoked one cigarette after another, stared at the phone all the time, and made dissatisfied sounds from time to time. This was even more uncomfortable than Ling Chi. , she had been sitting on the chair with her head lowered, trying not to make any noise. Suddenly, there was a "bang" and the phone fell on the table. Ye Feifei raised her eyes in shock and met the director's murderous eyes. Her eyes instantly dropped. Move to avoid the edge.

"Ye Feifei, thanks to you, this matter has become known to everyone. Look at these posts. We have been spending money to delete them all morning and upvote other people's posts. Now all the plastic surgery hospitals in this city have You are really good at forwarding this incident. You packaged the information and sent it to your opponent. Yesterday you were nowhere to be seen. This morning you led your relatives to cause trouble in the hospital as soon as you came. Don’t you know that at this sensitive time we are Can't anything go wrong?" The director slapped the table hard, wanting to smash the table into pieces with one palm.

Listening to this argument, it has been agreed that the people who caused trouble this morning will be classified into the same category as her. She has no intention of explaining the messy things at home. The director has no obligation to understand her trivial housework. Those people just come by name. Looking for Ye Feifei, then this matter is the trouble she caused, and there is no room for excuse.

Ye Feifei wanted to say sorry, but there was a ball of cotton stuck in her throat and she couldn't say it out. She was also very aggrieved. She was clearly not wrong about this matter. Qi Wenjing was not introduced by her, and the medical accident was not her fault. Why did she have to bear all the bitter consequences in the end?

It seems that Qi Wenjing and the hospital could not reach a consensus, and each stood on their own positions and were unwilling to give in. At this time, they needed someone to be punched. Ye Feifei was a natural, who made her have relations with both sides.

Ye Feifei was so frightened by the director's angry look that she didn't dare to look up. It was the first time she had seen the director lose his temper with her for more than three years at work. It seemed like she was really doomed this time.

"How much work do you have on hand?"

Hearing this, Ye Feifei looked at the director suspiciously, "...the peer survey is almost done. Three directions have been initially drawn up for channel development. The plan is out, but it has not yet started to be implemented. The product positioning division plan is also out, and... ..." She was stunned by the director. It was the first time that her work report was so illogical, and she was stumbling when she spoke. "And the projects I sent to your email this morning." The director asked these questions at this time, fearing that... …

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