Dear Mr. Shi

Song Qinghuan suddenly felt that her head was severely beaten by a huge stone, and the pain made her feel uncomfortable.

When staring at it to keep out the cold, the eyes and heart are full of anger and unwillingness.

"Unwilling?" Shi Yuhan's clear voice sounded lightly.

Song Qinghuan's bright eyes were clearly visible, she turned her face away from him and said nothing, but she clearly expressed that she was really unwilling.

Shi Yuhan didn't force it, and looked at her with faint light and calm waves.

Then, he picked up the desk phone on the desk and dialed Zhao Jingnan.

When the words "Manager Zhao" rang, Song Qinghuan was too irritated. Her face was red and white, almost conditioned, and she shut the phone off.

Shi Yuhan's mouth hooked, and his voice was elegant and slow, "Since it is Manager Zhao’s business, and you are unwilling to do it, I have a contract with you. Even if you are the most irresponsible employee in the company, I still can’t. Fire you, if so, then let Manager Zhao do it himself."

Threat, the threat of eating fruit!

He has a contract with her, and he cannot fire her, but Manager Zhao doesn't know that she has a contract with him.

Manager Zhao was initially unhappy about Shi Yuhan's stuffing her into the personnel department. He already disliked her very much.

At this moment, she was asked to take a file. Something went wrong. She was so presumptuous and asked the president to go directly to him and let him complete it now.

This is not to slap Manager Zhao in the face of those who eat Guoguo and make her offend Manager Zhao by eating Guoguo. Then she will not be more difficult to mix up in the personnel department.

Poison, so insidious man!

You hate it when you stay out of the cold! Song Qinghuan thought angrily.

She straightened her back, with a trace of cold determination in her clear eyes, Yuhan said without fear when she looked at it: "What are you looking for our manager to do? When will I say no to, I didn't promise that I will fix it!"

After speaking, in extreme depression and aggrieved feelings, he took the papers and sat down at the table next to him.

Four to five thousand names, she hadn't started yet, she was full of tears just thinking about it.

I really don't want to write, she really didn't want to write, she turned her eyes to Shi Yuhan again, wishing that his conscience suddenly found that she would let her go.

However, Shi Yuhan no longer paid any attention to her, and was concentrating on approving the documents.

Recognizing fate, Song Qinghuan started writing, thinking about finishing it as quickly as possible. After all, the regulations are still waiting for her.

It's been so long, I'm probably in a hurry right now. Should I call him and let him go to dinner first.

I have to copy so many names one by one, and I will definitely not be able to complete it for a while. I want to eat, not to mention windows and doors. I guess there is not a dog hole.