The President's Favorite Stunning Beauty

Chapter 102 Tangled, Caring Young Master (2)
"Cheng Xing, you and Manager Min go down to find Manager Liu to familiarize yourself with the work." After a few minutes, Mu Jinran waved his hand and let them go down first.

"Yes, general manager, then let's go down first. If you have anything to do later, please call and tell me." Cheng Xing saw that Mu Jinran's face was not very good-looking, so he quickly answered and walked out the door with Min Shengqian out.

After they left, Mu Jinran stood up from the office chair and walked to the window, staring at the bright sunlight outside the window and the endlessly flowing streets downstairs.

After looking at it for a long time, he raised his hand and squeezed the space between his eyebrows.

He was still thinking about some of the things he just thought about, maybe it was because his spirit was extremely tense these days that he thought a little too much.

During this period of time, he managed to reorganize the branch office with a little bit of a new look, and another "accident" happened in the past two days.

Many of his plans were disrupted before they were carried out.

In a daze, even if he thought about it, he didn't figure out who was going to target them.

In the past two days, he was also exhausted by these new problems, and his head was in a pile.

As for that Min Shengqian just now, judging by his good looks, capable temperament, and the appearance of a professional elite, there shouldn't be any problem.

After all, he was just too low-key in Mu's Group. He didn't have anything special. He went to and from work on time every day, so he was considered a good employee.

It's just that I don't know why Mu Yanfeng suddenly sent someone he doesn't know well to be his assistant.

In this world, Mu Jinran is not the only one who is extremely exhausted.

There are always some people, even if they don't know each other, they may live a similar fate in their respective fields.

In the office on the top floor of the Dongcheng Wenren Group Headquarters Building in N City.

A handsome man was sitting in an office chair with a solemn face, looking intently at the books in his hand.

Various expressions flashed across that handsome face in just a few ten minutes, frowning, silence, and thinking.

The look of serious thinking is as if the thing in his hand is heavier than a contract of several hundred million at the moment.

Completely ignoring the two humanoids standing in front of him with twitching eyes.

The camera zooms in from a distance, and the thing that a certain man is looking at intently is a book, and the three big characters "Health Soup" are written on the cover of the book.

You can tell that this is a hardcover book from the exquisite and exquisite cover quality.

The camera moves 30 centimeters to the side.

Oh, it turns out that this health soup book is not the only one.

There are more than 10 books on food piled up on the mahogany desk where only contract documents are placed.

From the titles on the side, you can see "This is how restaurants cook soup", "Nutritious Soup", "Vegetarian Encyclopedia", "Porridge and Side Dishes", etc., etc.

Wei Jian and Liang Shaochen looked at their president sitting there looking at the soup book and completely ignored them. They raised their chins at a sad 45 degrees together, looked at the blue sky melancholy, coughed, looked at the white ceiling.

I shuddered a few times in my heart, feeling that this world is really a fantasy, otherwise how could they have a horrifying intuition, that is, their wise, mighty, ruthless and outstanding president, who has been reduced to become a family cook? Husband trend.

Qi Qi asked God several times in his heart, their president and big boss forgot to read a few contracts all afternoon, looking at health soup, what kind of trouble is this going to do.

"Why don't you leave yet?" Wenren Yuxuan just finished reading a book of Thomp and was about to change another one when he saw the assistant and secretary still standing here with weird expressions, so his face darkened, and his voice said indifferently.

"President, here is a contract with Tianhe Company that you haven't looked at yet." Liang Shaochen regained consciousness instantly after being stared at by Wenren Yuxuan's indifferent and deep eyes, and quickly spread the contract in his hand in front of his boss's eyes .

Wenren Yuxuan put down the Thomp in his hand impatiently, and flipped through the contract. After a few minutes of sketching, the check has been completed...

"Let the manager of the business department continue to follow up on this project. Let them submit a complete business plan within three days." He pushed the contract in front of the two assistants, and continued to take a cookbook while looking at it calmly next decision.

"President, why did you ask Manager Ye to follow up? Didn't you say you would execute it yourself?" Wei Jian obviously felt that this contract of several hundred million yuan was not as important as a book of Thompson's in the eyes of his boss, and tears burst into his heart .

If things go on like this, will everyone in their company only have soup.

"The plan has changed. I have more important things to be busy recently, so I let Manager Ye carry out the execution. You will supervise from the side. If you have any important issues, you can refer to me." Wenren Yuxuan frowned impatiently Taking a quick look at the contract in Wei Jian's hand, he said coldly.

"Okay, I see, President." Wei Jian felt that his common sense of facial features could not be considered by normal thinking at all.

Great God, is your most important thing to study Tang Pu and become a more qualified cook?
Have you forgotten that there is another kind of professional nutritionist in this world?

Have you forgotten that as long as you draw a circle on any contract with your head, it is not a problem to ask the world's top nutritionist to serve you.

You can use the curve to save the country, do you study Thomp yourself?

Ugh……

A little assistant who couldn't figure it out expressed even more worry.

It turns out that as long as they fall in love, even a god will evolve into a low-intelligence organism.

Liang Shaochen saw that his president was still obsessed with studying the "Nutrition Soup", and then turned his head to look at the sad-looking guy next to him.

Immediately, there was a sense of superiority overwhelmed by emotional intelligence.

He tugged on the sleeve of the wandering guy next to him, and then the two walked out the door of the CEO's office one after the other.

When he reached the door, Wei Jian finally regained some sense.

Then he stared at Yuanyuan eyes, and said to Liang Shaochen with a terrified expression.

"Do you think our president is bewitched? Otherwise, I don't think anyone around me who falls in love is not like the president."

"I think you've just been bewitched. The president isn't bewitched, he's just poisoned. He's been poisoned quite a bit." Liang Shaochen said with a serious face and nodded.

"I'm right, I can already imagine what kind of bitter and bitter face Manager Ye will use to face us next time, I'll go, the boss is poisoned, and he can't suck our blood to support, we work overtime like this every day When is the head. The president has been too lazy recently and asked us to do everything. No, I must strongly demand a salary increase, otherwise my poor and miserable single dog will collapse under such double pressure mentally and physically. Now, when the time comes, I won't have a wife or son, so who will prepare for my funeral." Wei Jian thought of his CEO's words just now that you supervise, and felt that what was flowing in his heart was not tears but blood.

(End of this chapter)