Girlfriend's Conspiracy

Manager Zhao stood opposite Xing Meier. He didn't leave. He wanted to see how Xing Meier promised Xing Meier that he didn't understand these strange things. He put the printed manuscript in it and didn't know which button to press.

Because manager Zhao is still standing around watching him, Xing Meier is more worried. He is afraid to look at the word offi on the printer. He knows it is the beginning.

So he pressed it, and the manuscript began to print. Listening to his own voice in the printer, he didn't know when to audition, nor how to do the next chapter? She anxiously clasped her finger and looked at every button on the printer.

Xing Meier's face flushed with anxiety. He looked up and asked manager Zhao for help.

He didn't expect manager Zhao. He looked at him with fierce eyes and slight contempt.

Seeing manager Zhao's eyes, Xing Meier quickly withdrew his eyes. He knew that manager Zhao would not necessarily tell her, even if he told her, he would scold him, so he still wanted to see the button on the printer and operate it himself.

Yes, this is the lowest level job. If you can't even do this well, it's impossible to get a foothold in the Marriott group.

Xing Meier doesn't know why manager Zhao has so much hostility towards him. He seems to be dissatisfied with himself since yesterday. He just met her and didn't offend her.

Yesterday's attitude towards myself was like that. If I hadn't been quick witted and crooked to praise him yesterday, I might not have left him.

Manager Zhao, seeing that Xing Meier still has this attitude today, Xing Meier is really puzzled. Will everyone new to the company be threatened by him? Is he trying to intimidate his subordinates with his attitude? Or for some reason.

Looking at manager Zhao's taut face and sharp eyes, Xing Meier felt very afraid, but Xing Meier was confident that she would do well. Isn't it a small printer? What's great? Thinking of this, Xing Meier bent down, looked carefully at each button on the printer and studied their functions.

Suddenly the Zizi sound in the printer stopped. Xing Meier didn't know where to take out the printed paper. He looked up, down, left and right for a place where he could take out the paper, but he didn't see where the printed paper was.

I heard the sound stop and thought the printing should stop, but he still didn't know where to take out a piece of printing paper.

The hateful manager Zhao looked there with his shoulders in his arms and didn't tell me what Xing Meier should do.

Xing Meier, I'm here to apply for a job, but I just came here and don't understand these things. You can prove it to me. Why stand there and watch the excitement?

Xing Meier doesn't know what the woman in front of him thinks. He needs to do it himself to satisfy him.

I don't want to do so much now. It's important to think about how to take out this manuscript and take it out of the printer. As long as I'm satisfied with my work, I don't think manager Zhao is anything.

Xing Meier was so confused that he found a button on the printer that could take out the printed manuscript, but he didn't know which one was because some letters on the button on the printer were gone.

There was no prompt to tell which was on and which was off, so Xing Meier couldn't find the button to turn on the printer at all.

Xing Meier thought it would be better for me to press one randomly, even if it can be opened, so he casually found a button and pressed it. Unexpectedly. The printer didn't move at all.

Xing Meier continued to press a button, and the printer began to work again. Listening to the Zizi sound in the printer, Xing Meier was very happy. He didn't want you to tell me manager Zhao.

At this time, manager Zhao was hysterical and angry. "Will you work or not? You can't even do such a simple thing. What else can you do? You look smart. A little girl left you. I didn't expect you to be so stupid. It's really a vase that can see or use."

Listening to what manager Zhao said to herself, little sister didn't expect manager Zhao to be so incompetent and scold herself in front of so many people.

What is a vase? Can you see it or not? However, Xing Meier cherishes his present job because he likes Marriott group very much. So what don't want to lose this job, let manager Zhao scold him like this, he didn't answer or look up.

This is what I did wrong.

Manager Zhao stepped forward and pressed the button. The printer turned on. As a result, the health care that had just been put in became a double shadow and was repeated twice.

Manager Zhao showed the blurred printed document in front of Xing Meier. He accused Xing Meier loudly.

"Do you think this document can still be used? Do you think you can see it clearly? If you give this document to the boss, the boss will criticize me. Do you want me to die? How can you do this? Can you do a good job? If you can't do it, get out of here." Xing Meier follows manager Zhao's hand. Now this manuscript is indeed a duplicate of the manuscript, which has been typed twice, And the words on the top are not clear at all.

But Xing Meier also felt very wronged. He couldn't see the letters of the printer on the well. He didn't know which was printing and which was printing repeatedly. He couldn't blame him, and manager Zhao couldn't abuse him with such heavy language.

After seeing such a large company, but manager Zhao has no quality, Xing Meier thinks that manager Zhao has no quality in such a large company?

Manager Zhao took the printed document and shook it vigorously in front of the panda. Xing Meier felt very wronged. Her tears swirled in her eyes. He didn't know why manager Zhao targeted him like this. There was no word on the printer. He didn't understand at all, but he stood there and didn't tell him anything, Now he's going to question him if he has the wrong number, and he's going to insult her with such heavy language. It's really a little unbearable.

But Xing Meier is a very stubborn girl. He won't shrink back because of this grievance. Manager Zhao saw Xing Meier's tears dripping one by one, but he didn't have any compassion.

Still standing opposite the small door, nagging at Xing Meier, I want to tell her to shut up.