find his Mrs. Gu

Chapter 71 4950, remember
Gu Jingyun didn't raise his head, and the folder dragged in his left hand was turned over a page, but his tone was one that could not be refused.

No matter how calm and composed Qiao was standing beside him, Secretary Qiao was also moved, and took a step back automatically to make room for more space.

Si Nian looked around subconsciously, and the staff at the front desk at the gate looked here from time to time, because they were far away and couldn't hear the sound, so they would be more curious.

If he refused again, he would look hypocritical, Si Nian pursed his lips slightly, subconsciously tightened his right hand holding the handbag, and stepped into the elevator when the car door closed again.

The elevator door closed slowly behind him, and Si Nian turned half a circle with his feet to get out of the doorway, and gathered his heels to a position two centimeters away from the elevator wall.

Si Nian adjusted and looked up, just in time to meet Secretary Qiao's gaze.

Being able to become Gu Jingyun's dedicated secretary, he would naturally be able to stay calm when things go wrong.

Si Nian nodded towards the other party, revealing a slight smile.

"35th floor, thank you!"

Except for the president's office and the top floor, other buttons are locked on the elevator dedicated to the president, and you need to enter a password to use it.

Si Nian discovered this problem when he entered the elevator. It was impossible to open his mouth to ask Gu Jingyun for the password, let alone ask him to press the elevator floor himself, so he had to turn to a third person for help.

Perhaps intimidated by the boss's words just now, Secretary Qiao didn't reach out, but looked in Gu Jingyun's direction.

Gu Jingyun had already raised his head, glanced at the elevator password, and then shifted to Si Nian's face.

"4950, remember."

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At eleven o'clock in the morning, Gu Jingyun, who had just finished the regular meeting of the bosses of various departments, sat in his exclusive black leather seat, and when he stretched out his hand a few centimeters away from the cigarette case, he heard the glass door being opened.

The piercing sound came from excessive force.

The secretary of the president's office, even Wen Dong himself, never dared to make such a big commotion.

Taking out a cigarette and stuffing it into the corner of his lips, Gu Jingyun didn't lift his head, and lightly swiped the lighter button with his right hand, and a light blue flame ignited.

"The meeting is over?" Chen Yutang was not polite, stretched out his right hand, and took away most of the box of Liqun and the golden lighter from the desk, and put himself down on the leather sofa in a few steps.

"The case is over?" Gu Jingyun was not surprised by these young "virtuous", leaned on the executive chair, and exhaled a puff of gray smoke.

"It's over, I won't come here to report this time, I will keep my body and mind with you for the next six months!" Chen Yutang patted his chest and smiled at Gu Jingyun.

"Tuoyuan will pay you according to the amount of the case, not on a daily basis." Gu Jingyun said.

Chen Yutang, as the special legal counsel of Tuotian Group, does not need to sit on duty like other people in the legal department.

"For such a large project across the East Bridge, I don't think I have time to take on other cases in the past six months. Instead of reporting to you every day, you might as well arrange an office for me. But let me say first, I don't want to talk to Lao Yan and the others. Together!" Chen Yutang casually threw the half pack of cigarettes in his hand on the tea table.

Old Yan, named Yan Guoqing, is the chief lawyer of Tuoyuan's legal department and is currently the manager of the legal department.

In the Ministry of Justice, a group of old men, together with two middle-aged young women who are not too young, are completely outside of Chen Yutang's aesthetics.

Seeing that Chen Yutang had nothing serious to do, Gu Jingyun leaned over to flick the cigarette ash, sat up straight with his upper body, changed his left hand to hold the cigarette, opened the pile of documents in front of him with his right hand, and began to deal with them.

"Let Wen Dong arrange it for you!" The tone was indifferent.

"Then arrange for me to be on the 35th floor."

(End of this chapter)