Dear Mr. Shi

Knocking on the door of the office, and after getting permission to push it open, Song Qinghuan walked in and looked at the desk, a man with profound and angular features but a cold temperament.

Wasn't he already home? Why did he come to the company now?

"President, this is the document you want." Song Qinghuan's tone is neither humble nor overbearing, his attitude is neither cold nor cold, and all his words and deeds are official.

Shi Yuhan looked at the document in front of him, still taking notes, and did not raise his eyes to pay attention to Song Qinghuan.

Song Qinghuan, who was holding the documents, waited for a long time and didn't get a reply, so he put the documents in his office on his office: "The documents are already on your desk. If it's okay, then I will go back first."

When she was about to turn around, Shi Yuhan just raised her head, and her eyes met his sharp eyes.

The look in her eyes seemed to be colder, colder and more majestic than when she saw it during the day, Song Qinghuan's cautious liver trembled fiercely, this look made her feel terrible inexplicably.

Shi Yuhan glanced at it, Song Qinghuan placed the documents on the table, then reached out and took the documents, unfolding and stacking them on top of the existing documents.

He was not in a hurry to read the documents. He looked at Song Qinghuan with a slight irony, and asked with open lips, "You are not off work, how can you return the company?"

After finishing talking, I turned my attention to the file.

Song Qinghuan trembled unexpectedly with that meaningful look in his eyes.

If she didn’t feel wrong, what Shi Yuhan meant to her now was that she had clearly left work, but she actually went back to the company. This was only because she knew he was back to the company, so she ran to try to seduce | he.

Khan, she really has difficulties in redressing grievances, suffering in words, and an unlucky instinct to handle it.

"Manager Zhao called me back and forgot to send an email!" Song Qinghuan's voice rang coldly, and his attitude was as cold as it was.

This is just to let Shi Yuhan know that she will come to the company, not because she wants to seduce him.

She didn't want to talk to him too much, and said: "If there is nothing wrong, I will get off work first."

"Wait!" Just as she was about to turn around, Shi Yu's cold and indifferent voice rang.

Uh, is there anything else? Song Qinghuan couldn't help but strained her nerves again.

Looking back at Shi Yuhan again, Shi Yuhan looked down, with a more indifferent look: "This is the efficiency of your personnel department. Where is the list of hand-copied complete works I want? Where is it? Huh!"

As he said, "pop" handed the data back to the desk, and a pile of data pages flew up sharply on the table. These flipped pages were set against the cold, and the momentum was even more cruel and fierce.

Song Qinghuan was dumbfounded. Why did he get angry with her? She was not responsible for this job.