Chapter 103 Keeping Low Air Pressure
Du Jingtang could only say this to comfort these people. If he didn't say anything else, he was really afraid that they would eat him.
And after he finished speaking, although everyone was still a little disappointed, they had no choice but to accept the reward when they heard it. Who told them that they were not the boss, but a small employee. The president said what he said. Do whatever the president wants them to do.
If you want to work overtime, you can work overtime, if you want to roll, you have to roll up your bedding and be a ball.
Rather than saying that the Chu family is their rice bowl, it is better to say that Chu Lu is their parents.
Everyone left in all directions and returned to their jobs one by one. Du Jingtang patted her chest, and then she felt that her breathing became easier, and it would be no wonder if he didn't suffocate if he was surrounded.
There was still a pile of documents in his arms, he took a deep breath, then turned around, took the president's special elevator, and went straight to the eighteenth floor.
The elevator stopped, and he walked out, but when he saw the president's secretary sitting at the door with clumps of shoulders crying, countless black lines were drawn on his face.
Was she scolded and cried again? Always approaching his cousin’s emotions, it’s like eating explosives, seeing whoever is blown up, he won’t die and won’t let go, if it blows up, he will be blown into powder, even he won’t let it go, look, the one closest to him Little pitiful little love, obviously the first one to be unlucky, a little unsatisfactory, either scolded or stared at.
"Vice President," Xiao Ai wiped her face with some grievances. The makeup on her face was already worn out, like a tabby cat.
The corners of Du Jingtang's eyes twitched slightly, "Okay, Xiao Ai, let's stop crying, you won't be pretty if you keep crying," and she can no longer be considered pretty, especially her black eyeliner. For some reason, one or two black marks were left on her face.
It's actually quite ridiculous, but Du Jingtang really can't laugh, the child is crying so sad, can he still laugh?
Xiao Ai nodded hastily, and wiped her tears vigorously with her hands, her face was wiped off like a black mask, making Du Jingtang's eyes seem to be pricked a little. He wanted to let her see his face, but if he said it, it might embarrass others, so it's better not to say anything, after all, he would go to the bathroom, fix his makeup and so on Bar.
And he didn't understand, since they were all women's, why some women would be so beautiful no matter how much they cried, like a sea hall in the wind and rain, becoming more and more clean, bright and charming.
For example, Xia Ruoxin didn't know how she was doing now, and he couldn't be sure whether his cousin's emotions were related to her or to that Li Manni. It seemed that Li Manni seldom came.
Turning around, he rubbed his forehead with some pain, and walked into the president's office resignedly. Not surprisingly, when he opened the door, he obviously received a very cold light.
Just like that, it turned into a rainstorm pear blossom needle, piercing towards him.
If it was someone else, I don’t know if his legs would be weak in fright, but he just pursed his mouth, walked in with the documents, and he was in the whole company, because he came here more times, accept his coldness Radiation is also more.