Sweet Undercover: Dear Madam

The meeting room of Shunda trade is about several hundred square meters, which can accommodate hundreds of people at the most. But today's meeting can only be attended by shareholders and managers, so even if all the staff are present, there are only dozens of people. It seems that the whole meeting room is more open and uncoordinated with the huge meeting table.

Su Qinglan carefully followed Zhang Chen into the conference room. Few people could get in and out of the conference room. It was obviously impossible for Tang Yue not to notice her.

However, Tang Yue didn't say hello to her as Su Qinglan was afraid of. Instead, he didn't know her at all. On such an occasion, how could Tang Yue and Su Qinglan say hello to her.

As soon as all the staff were finished, the meeting began. Basically, it was to discuss the overall income and expenditure this year, the proportion of profit and space, and the work plan for the next year. Although the content was very boring, Su Qinglan still listened attentively, hoping to find something unusual from these data. Generally speaking, Su Qinglan's work plan was very boring, The only exception is that the profit doubling mentioned by Si Qilin is a bit strange, because the current market environment is so depressed that doubling is almost impossible, but it can't be said that this company is smuggling.

The meeting lasted for an hour and began to have a short rest for 10 minutes. Su Qinglan also poured the prepared tea from the tea room into each participant's Cup in turn, as arranged in advance. According to the rules, Su Qinglan and Zhang Chen started from Tang Yue and put a circle on the right hand side in turn, because it was sorted according to the size of the position.

Tang Yue has something to do with going out first, but his water is poured by Zhang Chen. Although she is the one who takes the lead, even if Zhang Chen doesn't fight Su Qinglan, Su Qinglan will definitely give it to her. This kind of occasion has been very embarrassing. Fortunately, Tang Yue has never looked in Su Qinglan's direction from the beginning to the end. However, on close observation, Zhang Chen seems to look different from that of the morning. He painted a very delicate make-up, and his clothes were probably ironed in advance, without any wrinkles.

Su Qinglan and Zhang Chen pour water back in turn, but when they pour to Director Wang of the marketing department, Su Qinglan suddenly feels tripped by something, and the hot tea immediately pours on Director Wang. His valuable white shirt is stained yellow by tea stains.

"What's the matter with you?" Director Wang got up from his chair and roared at Su Qinglan.

Director Wang is famous for his bad temper in the company. On the one hand, he has such a character. On the other hand, the marketing department has the most power in the company and has the best performance. As a director, although he is equal to other departments, he is the boss among directors in the eyes of others. At ordinary times, everyone has more awe for him.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." Su Qinglan quickly took out a tissue from her pocket and wiped it on Director Wang's clothes. No matter what, it's true that she poured such hot tea on him.

"Will you or not?" Director Wang obviously doesn't accept Su Qinglan's apology and help her clean her shirt. He pushes Su Qinglan away from him with his hand. Su Qinglan doesn't stand firm and falls on the ground.

However, director Wang's anger obviously did not subside, and he directly denounced manager Meng who was sitting at the end

"Manager Meng, the Secretary of your president's office has always been at this level. My shirt is custom-made. I can't buy it for tens of thousands of yuan. Now it's all ruined." Director Wang loosened his tie as he spoke.

Just now, most of the people went to the restroom, and they came back one after another. When they saw such a big noise in the conference room, several managers were talking about it

"This secretary is really unlucky. It wasn't a big deal to sprinkle tea, but Mr. Wang heard that he was fired because someone accidentally lost a document that wasn't very important."

Su Qinglan got up from the ground and felt pain in her arm. Fortunately, there was a carpet to cushion her, otherwise she would have broken it.

"Director Wang, I'm really sorry. I'll educate my subordinates after that. If you don't mind, I'll find a clean dress for you first, and you change it. I'll compensate you for this one."

Manager Meng deserves to be a professional secretary. Even in such a chaotic situation, she can keep calm and quickly find out the coping strategies.

As soon as Su Qinglan heard manager Meng say this, she quickly stood up and said to Director Wang, "no, I'll compensate you." After all, the mistake was made by her. She could never let manager Meng pay for it.

"It's limited. What do you pay for it? Lose money? I don't need the money at all. " Director Wang didn't buy it at all, but he still didn't give up. When he said that, manager Meng showed a disdainful smile. After all, director Wang just relied on his contribution to the company, and boss Tang was not here, so he was playing his power here.

However, all this is just in line with Zhang Chen's idea. He's already good. If anyone offends the king, he will never have any good fruit to eat. So just now, he deliberately tripped Su Qinglan. He didn't expect things to go so smoothly.

"Then you say how to do..." Su Qinglan has no way, can only come up with such a sentence, hope he can quickly put forward a condition, end this chaotic situation.

"For 100000 yuan, I won't pursue it." Director Wang said lightly.

100000? It's like a lion opening his mouth. Even though the shirt on his body is very good, people with a clear eye can see that it's only 20000 or 30000 yuan to the sky, and it's not worth 100000 yuan.

Su Qinglan is also silly. She finds that everything she comes into contact with since she got involved with the Tang family is based on ten thousand. Even the shirt of a director is no exception. As for Su Qinglan's words, she doesn't want money.

"I don't have money..." Su Qinglan lost her voice and said that she quickly covered her mouth. How could she say what she had in mind at this time? She turned to see manager Meng's speechless face.

Just when Su Qinglan didn't know what to do, Su Qinglan's familiar voice came from a distance. It was still so gentle, but I didn't know why it was cold.

"Director Wang, do you think this is appropriate?"

The speaker is Tang Yue.