Chapter 25 Meeting

Yi Qingqing dropped a nuclear bomb on the spot, blowing up Yan Shuang.

If she asked this, they would have something to talk about.

"Why do you ask that?" She pretended to be calm and asked Yi Qingqing.

Yi Qingqing hurriedly walked closer to her and whispered: "When I came here to report on the first day, my uncle happened to be away, so he asked me to wait for him in the lounge."

"I was sitting in the inner room of the lounge. But two sisters came and I listened to them talking quietly."

Yi said this softly and suddenly looked out the door.
  Yan Shuang was so frightened that she was a little nervous. She looked there with a guilty conscience, only to find that there was nothing!

With a feint, Yi Qingqing came over and said to Yan Shuang: "They said that our company is cursed."

Her sweet voice, when she said this with a smile, immediately made Yan Shuang feel creepy.

"Cursed?" By whom? This was her first reaction when she heard this sentence.

"Then what?" Yan Shuang asked. Although these rumors cannot be completely believed, Yi Qingqing's expression clearly still has something to say.

"Then." Yi gently approached Yan Shuang's ear.

He whispered to her: "My uncle came in and dragged me away." Then he spread his hands as if helpless.

"." If she beats up the newcomer now, will her salary be deducted?
  Why should I waste my beautiful breakfast time listening to such half-baked rumors from a half-baked newcomer?

Seeing Yan Shuang sitting down by herself, she ignored her. Yi Qingqing hurriedly pulled her arm, "It's really uncomfortable to only hear half of this kind of thing. That's why I came over to ask Sister Shuang if she knew."

You also know how hard it is?

After stuffing a mouthful of buns into her mouth, Yan Shuang puffed out her cheeks and replied, "I don't know!" Couldn't this guy see the expression of constipation on his face that he couldn't help but love?
  "Okay then" Jian Yi walked out slightly disappointed.

Yan Shuang was thinking in her heart that it was time to hand over Le Jie's matter to Yi Qingqing!

During lunch break, Yan Shuang was woken up from her sleep.

It was a man and a woman arguing. Although the sound was extremely low, she could still tell that it was coming from Yu Su'an's closed office.

"What can we do? Everyone is responsible for that matter. What do you want to do now?"

It was Yu Suan's voice. She had tried her best to control her volume, but Yan Shuang could still vaguely hear it.

"Now is not the time to hold people accountable, but to put an end to these rumors in the company!"

Is this voice Ju Yibu?

What rumor? Could it be that Yi Qingqing heard it this morning?

"It's not me who spread it, and is this a rumor? This is the truth!" Yu Su'an didn't respect her boss as much as usual, and there was even a bit of ridicule in her tone.

"Yu Su'an, you have to remember that you are a high-level intellectual. How can such superstitious words come out of your mouth?" Ju Yibu was no longer as elegant as usual, and his words were very sharp.

"How do you know it's superstition? What if she really came back? We didn't let her go at all back then!" Yu Su'an asked in a rhetorical tone.

"You, you, you!" Ju Yibu's voice started to get angry, and the volume also increased a little, "I'm too lazy to argue with you, anyway, please pay attention!"

Yan Shuang quickly lay back on the table, covered herself with a blanket, and pretended to be sleeping with her head covered.

Sure enough, the next second, Yu Su'an's door was opened with great force, and then closed softly.

Yan Shuang squinted through the gap in the blanket and saw Ju Yibu walking out quietly despite being angry.

The office was silent again, but she couldn't sleep.

Who were they just discussing? She originally thought that the rumors circulating in the company were revenge after Bai Man's death.

But when I heard the content of their argument just now, it didn't seem like that was the case.

Could it be related to the murder warning system on her computer? Is there really such a thing as an innocent soul coming back for revenge?
  If it is true, whose wronged soul is it? After a while, Yan Shuang realized that he had been led astray by the recent atmosphere in the company.

How could she, a party activist who was born under the red flag and grew up in the spring breeze, believe in such ghosts and gods?
  So, while scorning herself, she took out the peace charm from her bag that she and Lin Xiao went to the temple to pray for last time, and hung it on the handle of the drawer next to her.

After doing this, she was ready to take another nap.

There was an all-staff meeting in the afternoon, and the boss came back to hold it in person. According to past experience, it should take, well, at least one afternoon!
  By the way, since the frequent deaths in the company, she has basically never seen her boss Qi Zhao inside the company.

Maybe this time I will take the time to come back and hold a staff meeting for them!

At 2:30 in the afternoon, the boss has been talking non-stop for almost half an hour without even drinking a glass of water!

Yan Shuang kept taking notes with a notebook in her hand, her mind wandering to nowhere.

Vice President Ju Yibu sat next to Qi Zhao and respectfully poured a glass of water and handed it to him.

Qi Zhao didn't even turn his eyes. He took it with one hand and took a sip, moistened his throat and continued.

The original meeting was for several managers to report on the work progress of their departments. Vice President Ju Yibu then gave a general report on the overall work of the company to the boss.

Finally, the boss Qi Zhao sublimated the spirit of the meeting, and then made demands and issued instructions to various departments.

But what was strange today was that as soon as the meeting started at 2pm, Qi Zhao stopped everyone from speaking, including Vice President Ju Yibu.

Then came the half hour that made Yan Shuang sleepy.

She rested her chin with her left hand, and was still writing furiously on her right hand. Suddenly, her left arm was gently pulled by Yi, and her chin almost accidentally hit the table.

Why is this little girl so arrogant every day? Yan Shuang turned to look at her and indicated with her eyes that she wanted to write a small note.

Yi Qingqing understood, turned to the last page of his notebook and wrote a long paragraph.

Then he touched Yan Shuang's hand with his arm.

When she took it over and looked at it, Yan Shuang couldn't help but give her a thumbs up in her heart because of what was written on it.

(Is the boss always so good at talking? I really want to go to the toilet! Why doesn’t he let my uncle talk so I can sneak to the toilet.)
  Yan Shuang crossed out the word "uncle" in her paragraph, started a new line, and wrote below.

(You can go now, just to use the bathroom, the boss won’t tell you anything.)
  Then follow her example and push it with your left elbow.

Within a few minutes, there was another movement nearby.

(But my uncle often says that the boss is very strict. If he talks about me in front of so many people, I will be embarrassed!)

This time, Yan Shuang didn't reply to her directly, but blacked out the entire paragraph with a pen!

It’s true that newborn calves are not afraid of tigers!

Finally, the voices on the stage stopped. Such a good opportunity, Yan Shuang quickly reminded Yi Qingqing to take advantage of it.

Seeing Qi Zhao stop, Ju Yibu pulled up the microphone in front of him and prepared to say a few words.

But just as he spoke, the boss's voice sounded again, as if he didn't want to give him a chance to speak at all.

After finishing the big thing, Yi Qingqing came back and saw that his boss was eloquent again. He took the notebook and started writing with his head down.

Seeing that she finally took notes seriously, Yan Shuang was relieved for a second, and then saw the notebook being pushed in front of her again.

(My uncle spoke for a minute? So fast?)
  Unable to help her cover anymore, Yan Shuang replied to her.

(No talking, just listen quietly!)

Half a minute later, the notebook came with two bright characters on it.

(OK!)

Yan Shuang's hand holding the pen started to itch again.
  (End of this chapter)

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