Gag 274
In a small conference room on the 28th floor, several top executives of the Song Group gathered for a meeting. Song Zhicheng was not the protagonist today, and only sat on the sidelines, occasionally saying a few words.
Sudden……
"Wow..."
A baby's cry sounded.
"Go ahead." Song Zhicheng raised his hand, and uttered a few words clearly, with a slightly cold voice.
Afterwards, several high-level executives saw Song Zhicheng stand up, picked up Song Gungun in the stroller, and immediately left the meeting room.
These senior executives are all very young, and they are Song Zhicheng's confidantes. They have long been accustomed to this. After Song Zhicheng left, they continued to hold meetings as usual.
After about ten minutes, the door of the conference room was pushed open again, and Song Zhicheng came in again with his son in his arms.
Everyone glanced at it lightly, but didn't dare to take a closer look.
The corners of Song Gungun's eyes were still stained with tears. Song Zhicheng put him in the stroller, but as soon as he lay down in it, Song Gungun's mouth immediately shrunk, and he was about to cry when he opened his mouth.
Song Zhicheng frowned, thought for a while, and hugged his son to the base of his thighs. Song Gungun was very obedient, and his two chubby paws tightly clung to Song Zhicheng's clothes.
"Okay, let's hold you." Song Zhicheng said helplessly.
"Woooo..." Song Gungun snorted and arched in his father's arms.
Song Zhicheng lowered his eyes and rubbed his son's face. Today's son seems to be a little dependent on others. He doesn't like lying in the stroller. He always wants to be hugged, and he will cry when he doesn't.
Facing such a reckless son, Song Zhicheng's eyes were full of helplessness, he looked at him softly, then rubbed his face, Song Gungun grabbed his father's hand, and chewed his mouth.
Song Zhicheng pursed his lips, held out his hands mercilessly, and said funnyly, "Father's hands are dirty."
Song Gungun was unwilling to let go, and crawled on Song Zhicheng's body with hands and feet. He was determined to grab his father's hand. Song Zhicheng hid his hand and glared at his son with a smile.
Seeing this scene, the man presiding over the meeting was tongue-tied again and stopped unconsciously.
Then, it was very quiet all around.
Suddenly he couldn't hear everyone's discussion. When Song Zhicheng looked up again, he found that everyone in the meeting room was staring at him. Song Zhicheng's face remained unchanged, and he said indifferently: "You guys continue to discuss."
"Oh, okay." Several people immediately came to their senses and quickly entered the atmosphere of the meeting.
"I just talked about expanding the European and American markets..."
"I think it's okay to..."
"But there is a problem with this..."
"To solve this problem, there are currently three most feasible solutions..."
"Whoosh..."
"Leo, the problem you just mentioned, I think a better solution should be like this..."
"Ah..."
"But there will be new problems..."
"Yeah..."
In the heated discussions, there were a few words of Song Gungun's children's words mixed in from time to time. Song Gungun seemed to be very active today, and his voice was very loud. Suddenly, a word came out, which suddenly interrupted the heated discussion. Everyone looked at each other, quietly Glancing at Song Zhicheng, Song Gungun and his father, everyone wanted to laugh, but they were too embarrassed to laugh in front of Mr. Song.
For the little boss's gags from time to time, the senior executives don't mind, anyway, they will get used to it sooner or later.
Song Zhicheng listened to everyone's discussion with a cold face, and never interrupted unless necessary, the whole process was quiet, and only came forward to comfort his son when Song Gungun was making a big fuss.
Song Gungun hummed and played.
After half an hour, the meeting ended.
Song Zhicheng took his son and got up to leave the table first, and the participants left in an orderly manner. Halfway through, Song Zhicheng suddenly turned his head and said to Zhang Jiaoyang: "Secretary Zhang, come to my office later."
After being called by Mr. Song, Zhang Jiaoyang immediately said, "Okay, Mr. Song."
Seeing Song Zhicheng enter the office, after the door was quickly closed, several high-level people, including Zhang Jiaoyang, looked at each other, smiled at each other, and then dispersed.
There was only one female executive who quietly pulled Zhang Jiaoyang and said enviously, "Secretary Zhang, I suddenly want to change places with you."
Zhang Jiaoyang was inexplicable: "Change with me?"
The other party said with a smile: "The closest to the little boss, except you, is Lin Te's help."
Zhang Jiaoyang suddenly realized, laughed and said: "But the prerequisite for getting close to the small boss is to bear the low pressure of the big boss at close range."
The other party said with lingering fear: "That's right, haha... The big boss is looking for you, you should be busy, I'm going back to the office."
Restraining the smile on the corner of his mouth, Zhang Jiaoyang returned to his capable appearance, and then turned and entered Song Zhicheng's office.
Song Zhicheng didn't raise his head, and said directly: "Send these documents, and notify the principals in charge of the South China and North China regions to come to the headquarters on x-month-x..."
Zhang Jiaoyang listened one by one and nodded.
After explaining, Song Zhicheng said lightly: "Okay, you can go out."
Holding the document, Zhang Jiaoyang glanced at Song Zhicheng, then at the innocent Song Gungun in his arms, and did not move his legs for a long time.
Song Zhicheng didn't hear the footsteps, he was slightly stunned, and asked, "Are you still busy?"
The big boss has always been so indifferent towards people and things. Zhang Jiaoyang didn't mind his indifferent attitude. He was hesitant, very hesitant. Facing Song Zhicheng's cold gaze again, Zhang Jiaoyang mustered up the courage to ask: "Song Zhicheng Anyway, has Duo Jin filmed a new drama recently? It’s been a long time since I saw her new work come out.”
Enduring the numbness of his scalp, Zhang Jiaoyang finally asked what he wanted to ask.
then.
She tragically discovered that suddenly, there seemed to be an extremely strong cold air flow in the huge office area, making people shiver with cold.
Zhang Jiaoyang's scalp was numb, and he didn't dare to look Mr. Song in the eye.
Because Mr. Song is the source of this wave of cold air.
Say something wrong?
Oh my goodness!
what should I do?
The world is in an emergency, who will help her out?
I really want to run away right away.
You must run away now!
Zhang Jiaoyang didn't intend to hear the answer anymore, and was about to say something to leave, and when he was about to walk away, he suddenly heard Song Zhicheng's cold voice: "The filming of the new movie hasn't started yet, she will join the crew after a while."
Forehead?
Delusion?
Mr. Song actually spoke.
Zhang Jiaoyang couldn't believe it, because she had expected that she would not get an answer from President Song, and she didn't expect a turnaround.
Immediately afterwards, Zhang Jiaoyang immediately changed into a smiling face, and said happily, "Ah? Really? I'm really looking forward to it... Mr. Song, what is the theme of the scene that Duo Jin is filming this time?"
As soon as he asked, Zhang Jiaoyang noticed that Song Zhicheng's face suddenly turned dark again.
amount……
Zhang Jiaoyang felt baffled, did he say the wrong thing again?
Originally, she wanted to hear the exact news about Duojin through Mr. Song's identity as a family member of Duojin.It's always better to search for right and wrong news on the Internet.
Rolling strong brushes the sense of presence...
Gun Gun: Although I can't speak yet, I can only say ah, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh... But all the uncles, aunts, brothers and sisters will not ignore me.
PS: The former boss of the author used to bring a child to meetings, and that little cutie often made some ridiculous things. In order to prevent everyone from suspecting that I am the boss of YY, I must clarify that it is a female boss, hahaha...
(End of this chapter)
In a small conference room on the 28th floor, several top executives of the Song Group gathered for a meeting. Song Zhicheng was not the protagonist today, and only sat on the sidelines, occasionally saying a few words.
Sudden……
"Wow..."
A baby's cry sounded.
"Go ahead." Song Zhicheng raised his hand, and uttered a few words clearly, with a slightly cold voice.
Afterwards, several high-level executives saw Song Zhicheng stand up, picked up Song Gungun in the stroller, and immediately left the meeting room.
These senior executives are all very young, and they are Song Zhicheng's confidantes. They have long been accustomed to this. After Song Zhicheng left, they continued to hold meetings as usual.
After about ten minutes, the door of the conference room was pushed open again, and Song Zhicheng came in again with his son in his arms.
Everyone glanced at it lightly, but didn't dare to take a closer look.
The corners of Song Gungun's eyes were still stained with tears. Song Zhicheng put him in the stroller, but as soon as he lay down in it, Song Gungun's mouth immediately shrunk, and he was about to cry when he opened his mouth.
Song Zhicheng frowned, thought for a while, and hugged his son to the base of his thighs. Song Gungun was very obedient, and his two chubby paws tightly clung to Song Zhicheng's clothes.
"Okay, let's hold you." Song Zhicheng said helplessly.
"Woooo..." Song Gungun snorted and arched in his father's arms.
Song Zhicheng lowered his eyes and rubbed his son's face. Today's son seems to be a little dependent on others. He doesn't like lying in the stroller. He always wants to be hugged, and he will cry when he doesn't.
Facing such a reckless son, Song Zhicheng's eyes were full of helplessness, he looked at him softly, then rubbed his face, Song Gungun grabbed his father's hand, and chewed his mouth.
Song Zhicheng pursed his lips, held out his hands mercilessly, and said funnyly, "Father's hands are dirty."
Song Gungun was unwilling to let go, and crawled on Song Zhicheng's body with hands and feet. He was determined to grab his father's hand. Song Zhicheng hid his hand and glared at his son with a smile.
Seeing this scene, the man presiding over the meeting was tongue-tied again and stopped unconsciously.
Then, it was very quiet all around.
Suddenly he couldn't hear everyone's discussion. When Song Zhicheng looked up again, he found that everyone in the meeting room was staring at him. Song Zhicheng's face remained unchanged, and he said indifferently: "You guys continue to discuss."
"Oh, okay." Several people immediately came to their senses and quickly entered the atmosphere of the meeting.
"I just talked about expanding the European and American markets..."
"I think it's okay to..."
"But there is a problem with this..."
"To solve this problem, there are currently three most feasible solutions..."
"Whoosh..."
"Leo, the problem you just mentioned, I think a better solution should be like this..."
"Ah..."
"But there will be new problems..."
"Yeah..."
In the heated discussions, there were a few words of Song Gungun's children's words mixed in from time to time. Song Gungun seemed to be very active today, and his voice was very loud. Suddenly, a word came out, which suddenly interrupted the heated discussion. Everyone looked at each other, quietly Glancing at Song Zhicheng, Song Gungun and his father, everyone wanted to laugh, but they were too embarrassed to laugh in front of Mr. Song.
For the little boss's gags from time to time, the senior executives don't mind, anyway, they will get used to it sooner or later.
Song Zhicheng listened to everyone's discussion with a cold face, and never interrupted unless necessary, the whole process was quiet, and only came forward to comfort his son when Song Gungun was making a big fuss.
Song Gungun hummed and played.
After half an hour, the meeting ended.
Song Zhicheng took his son and got up to leave the table first, and the participants left in an orderly manner. Halfway through, Song Zhicheng suddenly turned his head and said to Zhang Jiaoyang: "Secretary Zhang, come to my office later."
After being called by Mr. Song, Zhang Jiaoyang immediately said, "Okay, Mr. Song."
Seeing Song Zhicheng enter the office, after the door was quickly closed, several high-level people, including Zhang Jiaoyang, looked at each other, smiled at each other, and then dispersed.
There was only one female executive who quietly pulled Zhang Jiaoyang and said enviously, "Secretary Zhang, I suddenly want to change places with you."
Zhang Jiaoyang was inexplicable: "Change with me?"
The other party said with a smile: "The closest to the little boss, except you, is Lin Te's help."
Zhang Jiaoyang suddenly realized, laughed and said: "But the prerequisite for getting close to the small boss is to bear the low pressure of the big boss at close range."
The other party said with lingering fear: "That's right, haha... The big boss is looking for you, you should be busy, I'm going back to the office."
Restraining the smile on the corner of his mouth, Zhang Jiaoyang returned to his capable appearance, and then turned and entered Song Zhicheng's office.
Song Zhicheng didn't raise his head, and said directly: "Send these documents, and notify the principals in charge of the South China and North China regions to come to the headquarters on x-month-x..."
Zhang Jiaoyang listened one by one and nodded.
After explaining, Song Zhicheng said lightly: "Okay, you can go out."
Holding the document, Zhang Jiaoyang glanced at Song Zhicheng, then at the innocent Song Gungun in his arms, and did not move his legs for a long time.
Song Zhicheng didn't hear the footsteps, he was slightly stunned, and asked, "Are you still busy?"
The big boss has always been so indifferent towards people and things. Zhang Jiaoyang didn't mind his indifferent attitude. He was hesitant, very hesitant. Facing Song Zhicheng's cold gaze again, Zhang Jiaoyang mustered up the courage to ask: "Song Zhicheng Anyway, has Duo Jin filmed a new drama recently? It’s been a long time since I saw her new work come out.”
Enduring the numbness of his scalp, Zhang Jiaoyang finally asked what he wanted to ask.
then.
She tragically discovered that suddenly, there seemed to be an extremely strong cold air flow in the huge office area, making people shiver with cold.
Zhang Jiaoyang's scalp was numb, and he didn't dare to look Mr. Song in the eye.
Because Mr. Song is the source of this wave of cold air.
Say something wrong?
Oh my goodness!
what should I do?
The world is in an emergency, who will help her out?
I really want to run away right away.
You must run away now!
Zhang Jiaoyang didn't intend to hear the answer anymore, and was about to say something to leave, and when he was about to walk away, he suddenly heard Song Zhicheng's cold voice: "The filming of the new movie hasn't started yet, she will join the crew after a while."
Forehead?
Delusion?
Mr. Song actually spoke.
Zhang Jiaoyang couldn't believe it, because she had expected that she would not get an answer from President Song, and she didn't expect a turnaround.
Immediately afterwards, Zhang Jiaoyang immediately changed into a smiling face, and said happily, "Ah? Really? I'm really looking forward to it... Mr. Song, what is the theme of the scene that Duo Jin is filming this time?"
As soon as he asked, Zhang Jiaoyang noticed that Song Zhicheng's face suddenly turned dark again.
amount……
Zhang Jiaoyang felt baffled, did he say the wrong thing again?
Originally, she wanted to hear the exact news about Duojin through Mr. Song's identity as a family member of Duojin.It's always better to search for right and wrong news on the Internet.
Rolling strong brushes the sense of presence...
Gun Gun: Although I can't speak yet, I can only say ah, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh... But all the uncles, aunts, brothers and sisters will not ignore me.
PS: The former boss of the author used to bring a child to meetings, and that little cutie often made some ridiculous things. In order to prevent everyone from suspecting that I am the boss of YY, I must clarify that it is a female boss, hahaha...
(End of this chapter)
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