To You, My Beloved

The director of the technical department finally left the president’s office with a face that was about to cry. After that, the news that Mr. Tang was in a bad mood today was like a scandal with wings. It quickly spread throughout the company, causing everyone from the front desk lady on the first floor to the high-rise office area on the top floor to be cautious and cautious, for fear of any flaws that touched the thunder of Tang Shi, and the atmosphere was extremely depressing.

Half an hour before leaving get off work, the Secretary-General has accumulated five documents that need urgent processing.

The secretary-general held the document and walked to the door of Tang Shi's office.

There was no sound from inside. The secretary general boldly pushed the door open, but found that the office was surprisingly quiet. Tang Shi was no longer in his seat, standing in front of the French window, staring motionlessly at the setting sun outside the window, no Know what is thinking.

Tang Shi at this time did not have the irritability and strength before, and his whole body was permeated with the usual elegance and nobility, looking like a handsome noble son.

Ms. Zhang held the document and walked gently to three meters behind Tang Shi. She stood still, her voice was light: "Ms. Tang, these are documents that are urgently needed now."

Tang Shi turned his back to Miss Zhang and didn't react at all.

Miss Zhang was holding the file and standing there. Just when she thought Tang Shi was not going to take care of herself, his figure suddenly moved slightly, turned around, and walked without even looking at Miss Zhang. When he arrived at his desk, he picked up the signature pen.

Miss Zhang hurriedly stepped forward and handed the documents up.

Tang Shi proficiently signed it without saying a word.

Ms. Zhang quickly packed up the files: "Mr Tang, I'm going out first."

Then, holding the file, quickly turned around and escaped.

When Ms. Zhang raised her hand and was about to push the office door, Tang Shi behind her suddenly opened her mouth, and her voice sounded a little tired: "Gu Qingcheng's vacation, when will you please?"

Miss Zhang stopped and turned her head. She didn't dare to see Tang Shi, and answered truthfully: "Qingcheng is on sick leave, and she didn't say when to return to work."

After a pause, Miss Zhang spoke and asked: "I need to call now and ask about it?"

"No need." Tang Shi said lightly, without the slightest emotion on his face.

Miss Zhang silently exited Tang Shi's office, then raised her hand and touched her heart, only then dared to breathe a long sigh of relief.

Tang Shi in the office stared at the cleaned and installed food box on the coffee table for a while, then stood up, picked up the car key, carried the food box, and walked out of the office.