Mr.Han's Pregnant Naughty Wife

However, although he was confused, Xue he didn't ask. Han Qichen has a particularly good temper today, but Xue he has not forgotten how indifferent he is in essence.

"Or I'll leave it to you!" Han Qichen suddenly turned his head and looked at Xue he, with a little thought in his eyes.

"Me?" Xue he was surprised by the sudden assignment. She pointed to herself and said in surprise.

"Yes, I'll practice with you!" Han Qichen chuckled as if he didn't care.

So Xue he inexplicably received a job that was very inconsistent with his position. As a result, Xue he kept wandering between the marketing department and the president's office for the next week.

"Secretary Xue, why should we change it! This plan has been changed three times! " The director of the marketing department didn't look very well. He looked at Xue he and was not angry.

Xue he wanted to roll her eyes silently, but her good upbringing made her resist such a practice.

"If you do a good job of planning at the beginning, there will be no subsequent changes. The problem of this planning case is so big that can't he director see it? " Xue he's sharp retort sent out a fierce momentum from her.

The marketing director looked at Xue he's face and his expression was gloomy, but he didn't say anything in the end. He took the plan from Xue he and went back to change it.

After 4 p.m., the sky is gradually occupied by dark clouds, thick and black clouds hovering in the sky. The birds in the sky return to their nests early, and occasionally hiss, with a feeling of depression.

Xue he stood in the office and looked at the sky outside. He suddenly felt a little depressed.

I don't know if it's because of pregnancy. Her mood fluctuation has become very strong recently. At the moment, she feels a burst of boredom.

Jingling bell, the internal phone on the desktop rings. Xue he rubs his forehead and picks up the phone. Not surprisingly, it was another call from the marketing department. After hanging up, Xue he hurried downstairs to the marketing department.

"What the hell is going on? Didn't you say you would hand in the planning case before work? Now you tell me you can't hand it in? " Xue he rushed to the office of the director of marketing department.

She felt a little oppressed and angry.

Before he came to the company, Xue he was the team leader and had more than a dozen people under him, so he had a momentum of leadership. At this time, standing at the desk of the director of the marketing department and looking down at the director of the marketing department, there was a sense of identity transformation between the two.

"Secretary Xue, pay attention to your tone of voice!" The director of the marketing department stood up angrily. He stared at Xue he and said arrogantly, "you are just a little secretary. You really think you are a leader in front of me!"

Xue he was so angry that his chest fluctuated violently.

No wonder the work of the marketing department is so delayed and the quality is so poor. How can we do a good job with such a bad leader?

Before Xue he could speak, the director picked his eyebrow and continued: "the planning should continue to write. Now there is still a material missing. The cooperative company said that we should get it ourselves, although it didn't say that since we want to finish the work so much, you should get it!"

The director was so shameless that Xue he took a deep breath and calmed down.

In fact, she can directly tell Han Qichen what the director has done, which can make him laid off directly, but this is not her style. Xue he gave the marketing director a hard look and turned to leave his office.

If you want to make the plan within the specified time, for today's sake, you can only cherish the time and hurry to get the material back. But Xue he asked around in the marketing department, and no one said they were willing to get the materials. Those people looked trembling and dared not say anything, which made Xue he understand that things were not as simple as she thought.

Just go by herself!