The president's wife

Chapter 5 The world is full of traps

An Youchen also knew that Wenhui's cousin was He Siqi's follower when she was in college, and she often tripped her up in college. For this kind of person, if you can't be soft, you can only be hard.

"The Fuhai development project is a project that the United States attaches great importance to this year. The first-phase bidding amount is as high as 1300 billion yuan. The colleagues of the entire project team have been working overtime for more than a month in order to win this bid. If there is a fork in the bidding , I don’t think you can afford it either?” An Youchen sent the tender in front of Wenhui, his eyes were firm, and the sharpness of his words did not give Wenhui any chance to defend himself.

"Oh, An Youchen, I can't take it anymore when you say that." Wen Hui blew on her newly manicured nails, very satisfied with her results, and glanced at An Youchen, "Don't be affected by your inability to finish the work If the company's performance is found, put this shit on my head! Besides, the photocopying room involves many confidential documents of the company, and the company's articles of association stipulate that if the management personnel leave, they must lock the door in time. Since you said that this project is so important, but What about this door lock? I have an appointment in the afternoon, don't expect me to work overtime with you!"

An Youchen sneered and stepped into the door, "I won't bother you to think about it if you can't finish it. As long as you don't obstruct it, I will lock the door for you after I copy the bidding documents."

"Then I'll leave it to you to lock the door. Don't forget! The cameras in the corridor can see clearly!" Wen Hui smiled provocatively, and went into the house to pack her things and prepare to leave work.

An Youchen ignored her and began to check whether the page numbers of the bidding documents were out of order.

After Wenhui packed her things, she secretly took the key to the door, inserted the key into the keyhole and twisted it twice before pulling out the key and leaving.

Just two steps out, Wen Hui came back and said kindly, "By the way, I forgot to remind you, two of the three copiers broke down this afternoon, and the remaining one doesn't have much toner. Save it, it will come after the Ching Ming Festival when the powder is added!"

When Wen Hui left the company, he just met He Siqi coming out of the conference room, so she must have just finished the interview.

"Director He finished the interview?" Wen Hui greeted her with a decent smile, "There are so many interviewees today. I think Supervisor He went in for the interview in the afternoon, and he probably didn't even bother to take a sip of water. Supervisor He Can be called Yumi's model employee!"

"You're the only one with a sweet mouth!" He Siqi poked Wenhui's head with her finger with a smile, and then asked, "How are you doing with what I gave you today?"

"No problem, Director He, don't worry!" Wen Hui glanced behind her, and seeing that there was no one around, she leaned closer to He Siqi's ear and said, "The two printers broke down two days ago, and I haven't been able to fix them. It didn’t break down until this afternoon. The other one was overloaded, and the toner was only enough for two or three hundred pages at most, and I guarantee that she won’t be able to hand in those ten bids tomorrow!”

After hearing what she said, He Siqi nodded in satisfaction, took out a small box from her bag and put it in Wenhui's hand, and said arrogantly, "This is the perfume I brought back from Germany last time, it seems that you usually like these things Yes, I will send you off!"

"Then I would like to thank Director He, how embarrassing this is!" Wen Hui said embarrassedly, but took the box over consciously, and looked at it carefully, "It's still the best-selling product of Saint Laurent. I read about this perfume in a magazine, and it costs more than 1000!"

"As long as you like it!" He Siqi patted the back of Wen Hui's hand, and walked straight away into a rose-colored Ferrari that had already parked in front of the company.

In the photocopying room, after hearing Wen Hui's reminder, An Youchen checked the copiers first to make sure that only one was available, and his heart skipped a beat.She didn't know how to see the remaining amount of toner, so she could only silently pray that the toner in this printer was enough for her to copy more than 5000 pages of bidding documents.

After sorting out the order of the page numbers of the bidding document, An Youchen put the original bidding document into the copier with ease, set the number of copies and pressed the copy button.

After 5 minutes, one part of the bidding document was copied, and the other part just came out with two pages, and the copier started running blank paper.The weather is not good, and the last copier has also declared a strike-out of toner.

"An Youchen, how is the copying of the bidding document going?" The project manager came over to check on An Youchen's situation, "At this time, there must be no mistakes in the bidding document, and it must be ready before tomorrow."

An Youchen didn't hear what the project manager was saying at all. At this moment, she was staring at the printer without toner and worried.There was no toner at all in the photocopy room, and I couldn't find a phone to refill it.

Seeing that An Youchen was motionless, the project manager couldn't help but raise his voice, "An Youchen, what are you still doing here? What about the bid?"

"Tender document. Manager, the printer is out of toner, and only one copy of the tender document was made!" An Youchen sneaked a guilty glance at the project manager.

The man in his late thirties turned dark all of a sudden, and stared at An Youchen in disbelief, "Don't you know that the toner is gone, don't you know to call someone to add it? At four o'clock in the afternoon, I will ask you to take the bid document, proofread it, and make a copy." , but it’s still not finished until this time!”

"Manager Liu, I'm very sorry. It's my fault for failing to copy and bind the bid document on time. I will solve the problem here immediately and hand over the copy and bind document to you for review as soon as possible!" An Youchen blushed and bent over to apologize, thinking Thinking about how to contact merchants who come to add fans.

It can be seen that the sky outside the window has turned slightly dark, and I am afraid that even if I contact the merchant, they may not provide door-to-door service.

Manager Liu saw that An Youchen's attitude of admitting his mistake was very sincere, and thinking that she was delayed in buying overtime dinner for the members of the team in the afternoon, he couldn't do anything more difficult, so he could only leave a sad sentence, "Tomorrow at the latest I want to see the complete set of ten bids in the morning!" Then he left.

"Yes yes yes, I promise it will be resolved before tomorrow morning!" An Youchen nodded and agreed, but he was secretly anxious.

Tomorrow is Ching Ming Festival, she promised Jin Yan to accompany him to visit the grave.Looking at the situation in front of her, she could only copy and bind the bidding documents overnight.

After Manager Liu left, An Youchen found the phone number of a nearby printing equipment store on the Internet, but they did not provide door-to-door refilling service because the employees had already left work.

The company's confidentiality mechanism clearly stipulates that internal documents are not allowed to be printed or copied at outside printing and copying shops.If such a situation is discovered, the employee will be dealt with as a commercial espionage!

Now there is no way to add powder, and I can't take it out for copying.Tomb-sweeping day tomorrow, except for the overtime work of the project team, all employees of the company will be on vacation, which means that Wenhui can't be expected to contact the fans tomorrow at all.

In desperation, An Youchen could only make a phone call.

"Hello?" A very lazy voice came from the other end of the phone.

(End of this chapter)