Daddy, Here Is Mommy

Up to the 52nd floor.

The atmosphere was particularly low.

Night micro LAN still put on a pair of human and animal harmless workplace small * appearance, stepped into the big office area.

Line of sight, involuntarily toward Yu Fei's work station.

Body, a little trembling.

She quickly withdrew her eyes, walked a few steps, and came to her own station.

I don't know if something happened to Yu Fei. The whole big office area is very quiet. The employees who come to work even say hello are very quiet.

Night micro LAN put the bag well and opened the computer.

The computer displays a line of dialog boxes.

Password input error.

Night micro LAN this just found that, just shaking hands, even input the wrong computer boot password.

She bit her lip and took a few deep breaths. Try to calm yourself down. Calm down, one character at a time.

The computer finally turned on.

In the mail box, there is an email from Fang Qingchuan.

At ten o'clock in the morning, the whole marketing department went to the conference room for a meeting.

Night micro LAN hurry to prepare.

According to the Convention, she finished the emergency work and went to the tea room to make coffee for Fang Qingchuan.

As soon as I walked in, I heard some people in the room understand the argument.

"Xiao Lin, I'm still in a sudden mood. I can't believe Yu Fei, she is..."

"Well, so am I

"Why is she so unlucky? As soon as the front foot left, something happened to the back foot... "

"Who said it was not?"

"I think it's a coincidence, can't..."

"Shh, don't say it. The walls have ears

"Well. Let's go out. We'll have a meeting later? I don't know if there will be any big moves? "

"Good."

The two people who talked in a low voice were surprised to see the night micro LAN standing at the door, and their eyes were a little flustered. He didn't greet her, so he walked out quickly.

Night micro LAN turns a head, looked at their back, the eye light has shrunk for a while.

Come to the bar and turn on the coffee machine.

Curling hot and steaming up.

Her eyes diverged a little, thinking of the comments she had just made. Inner secret way.

"What do they suspect?"

"Night assistant, your coffee..."

She was reminded in a low voice.

"What?"

She froze for a moment and came to her senses.

"Coffee..."

Her reminder pointed to the coffee machine in front of her.

"Well?"

Night micro LAN turns head, this just discovers.

In the mug, coffee has overflowed.

She quickly turned off the coffee machine, took the tissue and cleaned the table.

After finishing, he took a long breath, and then walked slowly towards Fang Qingchuan's office.

Fang Qingchuan was on the phone when she went in.

Don't do a lot of stay, put down the coffee, then turn away.

"Night, wait a minute."

Who knows, Fang Qingchuan stopped her.

She had to go back to Fang Qingchuan's desk again and put her hands in front of her abdomen, waiting for Fang Qingchuan's instructions.

"Night micro LAN, you accompany me to Yu Fei's house in the afternoon."

Fang Qingchuan put down the phone, raised eyebrows and looked at her in a low voice.

"To Yu Fei's house?"

Night micro LAN some surprised way.

"Any questions?"

Fang Qingchuan's eyebrows were almost invisible.

"I'm worried about I was with Yu Fei yesterday... "

Night micro LAN pursed lips, some nervous way.

"Are you worried that their family will trouble you?"

Fang Qingchuan's eyes are a little dark.

"No It is... "

The night falters, both negative and positive.

Fang Qingchuan's eyes slide through a glimmer.

"Well?"

She sank and looked at the night.

"Director, I'm fine..."

Night micro LAN bit a lower lip, the eye light blinked, determined way.

"Well, you go down first."

Fang Qingchuan gave her a cold glance.

"Yes."

Night micro LAN should a, step out. I don't look well when I go out.

In the end, the heart is always nervous.

Ten o'clock in the morning.

The general meeting of the marketing department was held on time in the large conference room.

In the auditorium, Ding Pei was sitting.

The staff in the marketing department were nervous when they saw her.

She has always been very cold, and she acts with great vigour. She was nicknamed "cold faced Iron Lady" behind her back.In addition to Lin Ango and he Shen, all the people in the "Lin family" group had to look at her face.

Last night's event, more people admire her.

In the face of Yu Fei's family members who deliberately come to seek help, she is neither humble nor arrogant, and resolutely deals with the way, so that everyone has to obey.

At the moment, she is sitting here, representing Lin ange.

It really upset them that such a big man came to listen.

In all speculation, the meeting began.

Hosted by Fang Qingchuan.

"Ladies and gentlemen, first of all, I declare the discipline of the meeting. Please turn your mobile phone into silent mode. You are not allowed to answer calls except under special circumstances. "

We all know this discipline, but some of them are still worried. They checked their mobile phones again.

"Good. Now the meeting begins. Today, I hold this conference to improve the marketing department's problems in recent years. "

Fang Qingchuan's face was serious, and his cold voice came from the loudspeaker in front of him, which made him even colder.

Ye Weilan sat down in the minutes of the meeting.

Dingpei listened coldly.

The civil strife in the marketing department has a long history, and Lin Ango has long been determined to rectify it. But she did not directly intervene in the handling, but waited for Fang Qingchuan to rectify.

As a helmsman, you don't have to do everything yourself.

To know people and make good use of them, we should give our subordinates a stage to show themselves.

Fang Qingchuan has such ability and plans. This is also her first fire since she became the director of marketing department.

Lin ange knew that the factional struggle in the marketing department was very fierce, so she sent Ding Pei to take charge of Fang Qingchuan.

“…… The first problem is that we don't understand the division of work and shift responsibilities to each other... "

Fang Qingchuan listed all the problems of the marketing department one by one.

Night micro LAN low head, serious record.

Dingpei occasionally nodded, but the light from the corner of his eyes slipped into the night. Looking at her a pair of serious work of the small assistant appearance, the heart can not help but have a sneer.

This "Xu Jianan" really can be installed?

I don't know why she changed her face and entered the Lin family?

Is it just for T2?

Or is she also for "N9"?

"In response to the above problems, I have made the following adjustments to your work. The whole marketing department is divided into one, two and three groups. The group leaders were Yuan Mei, Wang Meilin and Zhou Yalan. The members of the group are... "

The reorganization of Fang Qingchuan's personnel aroused public outcry.

All the employees that I had made before were broken up.

In each group, there are three groups.

The three leaders belong to three groups.

There was some loss in the faces of the people.