The host why is she so delicate

Chapter 7 Good morning, Mr. President (7)
"When did the company dare to recruit anyone?"

As soon as Lin Mo pushed open the door of the president's office, he was reprimanded head-on, and his progress stopped suddenly, with a slightly more expression on his face.

"Explain, why did that ugly woman appear on this floor just now?"

It doesn't matter if you enter the company, but you still come to hang under his nose, so ugly it really affects your work mood.

so ugly...so ugly...

Lin Mo touched his forehead where there was no cold sweat, closed the door sideways, stepped forward, and within a few steps, he had already thought about no less than ten explanations.

However, when he opened his mouth, the words of being wronged popped out like beans.

"She was ordered by you personally yesterday, master!"

Hearing this, Ye Hanchen was stunned.

There was an unprecedented strange change in his face.

Lin Mo saw everything in his eyes, swept away the panic caused by what he said just now, and the smile overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

"very funny?"

Ye Hanchen glanced at the knife flying over, Lin Mo shrank his neck in response to the scene, shook his head, it wasn't funny, not funny at all.

……

A week passed in a blink of an eye, and because You Qingqing was 'ugly', the secretaries in the office who called themselves beauties all looked condescending, and hardly spoke to her except for throwing her a job.

Mu Xue, who was leading her, also turned a blind eye to this, pretending she didn't see it, but at least she wouldn't encourage others to take the initiative to bully her.

You Qing didn't think there was anything wrong. When she was an orphan before, she did more, dirtier and more tiring work than now. At that time, she didn't even frown. What's more, now, besides, things like newcomers being oppressed, people from all walks of life Both, she understands.

But even so, there are always people who can't stand it and try to give her difficult problems.

"Qiao Xiaoxiao, what are you doing sitting here? Don't you see that everyone is busy?" A tall woman hurriedly walked over in high-heeled shoes, and dropped a thick pile of paper on her desk without saying a word. File booklet, "Print fifty copies of this document, I will use it for the nightclub meeting later, and this, two hundred copies, hurry up."

"By the way, the printer in our office is broken. You may have to run down and look at other departments."

The moment she turned to leave, the woman raised her hand to check the time, glanced over, and said lightly, "You still have 10 minutes."

After speaking, he twisted his graceful body and walked away.

You Qing angrily stared at the documents on the table that were comparable to high school textbooks, and a series of murmurs of mother's criticism floated in her heart.

In the end, the countless swear words turned into a silent lament, and he resigned to his fate and left with the document in his arms.

As soon as she left, the originally busy office suddenly calmed down.

"Ah, once she's gone, the air in our place is much fresher."

"No, I really don't know what Lin Tezhu thinks, find such an ugly person, there are too many people who want education and good looks."

"..."

The woman who handed You Qingqing the document just now trimmed her nails with nail clippers, listened to everyone's complaints, and smiled casually.

"Do you want her to leave completely?"

As soon as the words came out, many people echoed their doubts.

"Think, do you have a way?"

"Of course there is a way." Mei Mou glanced at everyone in the office, the smile on the corner of her mouth widened a bit, and then she said a word as if chatting.

Immediately, everyone applauded and laughed.

Seeing everyone's attitude, a touch of pride and pleasure flashed across the woman's eyes.

When You Qingqing came back with a large stack of copied documents, she realized that the atmosphere was not right. The people in the office seemed to have changed their minds suddenly, and they all treated her kindly.

(End of this chapter)