He fell in love with the brain in the revenge script

Huaqi Technology has six research bases, all in different cities. The R&D headquarters is at the company's headquarters. The headquarters has a total of [-] floors. The company has strict confidentiality requirements for the R&D and technical departments. The relevant departments are all on high floors, with elevators Need to transfer on the [-]th floor.

The marketing department is on the sixth floor. The elevator reached the sixth floor, and colleagues from the marketing department went out one after another.

Li Qiang and Ke Jianan went to the tea room as usual to make a cup of coffee to wake up. Huaqi is very generous to its employees. The pantries on each floor are equipped with coffee machines.

Ke Jian'an took a cup and rinsed it under the sink: "Isn't her father arrested for murder? How can she have the nerve to come to work and dress up so beautifully?"

There is no need to say who she is referring to.

Just now in the elevator, Ke Jianan and Li Qiang exchanged looks several times. Some men think it’s normal to look at women and it’s normal to talk to women.

Especially when the other party is a beautiful woman.

"If you don't dress up beautifully, how can you find a backstage job." Li Qiang sighed in his heart. It's great to be a woman, unlike their men who can only work exhaustingly.

"She's still wrapped up so tightly when she's looking for a backstage job." Ke Jian'an is used to commenting on women, "But her figure is so long that even such thick clothes can't wrap her up."

Li Qiang joked at him: "Wipe your saliva away. With her looks, she was once a wealthy lady. She looks down on you as a department head."

"I'm very picky, too." Ke Jian'an said with a bit of disdain, "Her hairstyle, every strand of hair looks like a man."

I can't listen anymore.

Wanting to throw up his breakfast, Liu Xiaomeng rushed into the tea room: "Before talking about others, look at yourself in the mirror." The little fairy on Monday morning was very grumpy, "There is a man in every strand of hair, you are every strand of hair." You can stir-fry a dish with even shreds.”

Ke Jian'an: "..."

Ge Lulu pulled Liu Xiaomeng, but she couldn't hold him back at all.

Liu Xiaomeng's eyes were like scanners. This time they were pointed at Li Qiang. The scanner scanned up and down, showing an extremely disgusted expression: "My legs have reached your chest, don't you feel inferior? You still have the nerve to point fingers at a beautiful woman." point."

Li Qiang: "..."

Ge Lulu was afraid of society and quickly dragged her social cow friend away.

Being scolded for no reason, Ke Jian'an became very angry: "Who is she?"

Li Qiang was also furious: "Dr. Chen's granddaughter."

"..."

Speechless.

Regarding Wen Changling's new hairstyle, her immediate superior had objections.

"What's wrong with your hair?"

Wen Changling turned on the computer: "Is there something wrong with my hair?"

Wen Changling has a very good attitude and is gentle and gentle.

Manager Zhou never mentioned the promotion again. Wang Jun had always been worried about it. If Wen Changling hadn't been parachuted in, he would have been promoted long ago. Regarding the technical leak, the Supervisory Committee has not yet dealt with Wen Changling, which made him even more anxious and angry.

"We are the technology department, and we need to have a more stable external image." Wang Jun said in public, "Look at everyone, there is no one like you." This is a stereotype of technology and R&D personnel.

Wen Changling knew that Wang Jun was deliberately looking for trouble. She spoke softly and with a correct attitude: "In the company's employee rules, there is no rule against perming and dyeing hair."

"You told me about the employee code, right?" Wang Jun said with a stern face, "Does the employee code say that you must obey your boss's work arrangements?"

Wen Changling asked: "Does cutting hair count as work?"

Wang Jun's face became even more ugly.

Shen Xinyan came over. She and Wang Jun were at the same level and were both senior engineers: "Mr. Wang, did you not sleep well last night?" She helped find the steps, "Let's go have a cup of coffee to wake up."

Everyone else in the office remained silent and pretended to be busy, but they all listened with their ears pricked up.

Wang Jun suppressed his anger and gave up.

After Wang Jun left, Shen Xinyan said to Wen Changling: "Don't mind, Wang Gong is an old-school thinker." She said, "The new hairstyle looks good and suits you very well."

"Thank you."

Shen Xinyan returned to her work station.

Manager Zhou just arrived at the office and saw Wen Changling's new hairstyle. He paused for a moment, then smiled kindly: "Xiao Wen, come with me."

Before getting off work last Friday, Manager Zhou received an email from Chen Qiuchan. Chen Qiuchan asked him to copy all project emails and important matters from the second team of the technical department to Wen Changling. Chen Qiuchan also sent this email to other managers in the technology and R&D departments.

Manager Zhou is a good person, and he saw the signs: there is something about this girl Xiao Wen.

So as soon as she got to work on Monday, Manager Zhou called Xiao Wen to the office and comforted her, asking her to be more open-minded and say that the faults of the father are not the fault of the children.

"Qin Qi is not my father."

"……Forehead?"

what happened? Not an illegitimate daughter?
  Manager Zhou is confused.

Wen Changling didn't explain much: "I'm going to work first."

"Oh, go ahead and go."

Wang Jun saw Manager Zhou politely sending people out in the tea room. He poured a whole cup of coffee into the sink, rinsed it with water, and went to the smoking area to make a phone call.

"Lao Ye, do me a favor."

At half past nine, the technology department and the R&D department held a project meeting together. This time, Manager Zhou called Wen Changling and asked her to sit nearby and listen.

Everyone was surprised when Wen Changling came in.

It's been so cold these days. Everyone, please keep warm. I've already caught a cold.