Please Take Care of Me, Young Master Quan

  Chapter 135 Legs below the chest (plus more)

   Shen Yu didn't know what others were talking about, but she guessed it pretty well.

  She stayed in the office all afternoon, getting familiar with the work while enjoying the relaxation and coziness brought by the new environment.

  I stand up and walk around after sitting for a long time, do some yoga poses when my back is stiff, and even want to add a treadmill indoors so that I can work and exercise in the future.

  Knock knock—

   "Come in."

  Cai Yun pushed the door and entered, looking at the office with a drastically changed style, he was stunned for a moment, stepping on the soft carpet with high heels, as if he was in the clouds. The place where the bookcases and antique racks were previously placed was vacated, and barbells of different sizes and specifications were neatly stacked. The wooden sofa was replaced by a European-style fabric sofa with fine workmanship, and the dull black desk was replaced by a transparent one. On the workbench, except for the pen holder and the computer, there are almost no other sundries.

  The documents and some important materials are placed in a file cabinet with a fingerprint lock next to the seat, which is safe and convenient.

   With such a change, the whole space is much brighter, and even breathing becomes smoother.

  Cai Yun couldn't help feeling, maybe this is the difference between "RMB players" and "ordinary players"?

   "Mr. Shen, all the documents you want are here."

   "Yeah." Shen Wei took it, good guy, it's quite heavy.

   "Do you need to send a copy of the personnel information?"

   "No rush. There's nothing else to do, so go ahead."

  Cai Yun left the office, and did not forget to show consideration to the door. Shen Wei began to study the company's financial statements for the past three years. She wanted to see how an advertising company backed by a big tree turned into the miserable state it is today?

   At 5:30, it was supposed to be the time to sign off and leave work, but no one dared to leave today.

  Everyone, you look at me, I look at you, and they all become hesitant.

Walk?

   Or not to go?

  The CEO hasn’t left work yet, so the employees should leave first, isn’t it?

   But I have to talk about working overtime, but I haven't received a notice, not to mention, everyone rejects it in their hearts.

  Liu Yi sneered, and sneered at the girl who had had an argument with her in the tea room before: "Eat someone else's meal, even the courage has become smaller? You just stay here and spend your time, I will not accompany you."

Someone started, and everyone started to move. At this time, Shen Yu came out of the office with his coat draped over his arms. He was wearing a lace white shirt and the hem was tucked into the waistband of his trousers. Quanmei explained what is meant by "the chest is full of legs" .

   "It's already this time, don't you get off work?" She raised her wrist to look at her watch, her expression slightly surprised.

   "Positive, ready to go..."

   "Well, be careful on the road, see you tomorrow."

   "Goodbye, Mr. Shen!"

   Watching the woman walk away, the next second, the discussion became unscrupulous—

   "President Shen is simply a clothes hanger for walking, even the white shirt is so beautifully worn by her!"

   "It's too gentle to tell us to be safe..."

   "A daughter who is not a model is not a good president."

   "Am I the only one who thinks she's a mobile coffer? With this outfit, it's worth at least six figures."

   "..."

   It wasn't until an employee saw Shen Yu driving away the red Maserati in the parking lot on the first floor, and then posted the photo to the group, that everyone realized that this is far more than six figures, okay?

The next day, Shen Yu went to the company half an hour early, and it was not surprising to see everyone chatting, touching up makeup, or eating breakfast, but she was good-tempered and did not get angry, and even smiled at the little girl who was sucking noodles. He smiled and reminded: "Your clothes have been splashed with oil."

   After finishing speaking, Shi Shiran left and entered the president's office.

   This is the 9,900 recommendation vote yesterday, and the next time it will be 10,400, come on~

  (end of this chapter)