"Hmm."
"..."
This was the first ti Xiao Qing did sothing so cruel. Her hands trembled uncontrollably, yet she also felt excited, eager to know what it felt like to hold the power of life and death in her hands.
An hour passed, Xiao Qing rubbed her sore neck, and glanced at the dozens of selected nas beside her, feeling sowhat guilty.
Back in the day, when she had nothing—no parents, no connections, no car, no house—she might have been just like these people, chosen and rechosen several tis before she could keep her job.
"What are you thinking about?" Lu Jinyang saw Xiao Qing staring blankly at the stack of papers she had picked out and asked out of curiosity.
She shook her head, "Nothing." Then she continued to look down and flip through.
Soti later, she picked up a resu and after much consideration, she decided to keep it.
Ning Mo didn’t seem like soone from this field; how did she end up working in New City?
"Lu Jinyang, do you know Ning Mo? When did she start working in New City?" She thought since he had been at the company these days, he would know this stuff better.
Unexpectedly, he didn’t even lift his head, "Ask the HR departnt about these things."
Guan Juntao had just reached the doorway when he heard the president ntion asking his departnt. He unconsciously withdrew his foot, frightened that the president would assign him another difficult task, so much so that he was tempted to just walk away.
However, he looked at the proposal he had just selected in his hand and still grim-faced, he knocked on the door.
"Co in~"
Guan Juntao opened the door, his expression already recovered.
He walked to Lu Jinyang’s front, spread out the proposal on the table, "President, which of these three options do you think is more suitable for tomorrow night’s reception?"
Lu Jinyang looked up from the docunts, his eyes as deep as a cold pool, "Do you really need to decide on such a trivial matter? Are you too free as a manager?"
Guan Juntao’s legs weakened spinelessly, wiping the sweat from his forehead, "I’m sorry, I’m sorry, Mr. President, but my aesthetic sense is poor, I can’t choose venues well..."
His sense of aesthetics had been criticized countless tis, now even he didn’t trust his own judgnt.
Just then, Lu Jinyang was about to further berate him but was stopped by Xiao Qing as she reached out her hand to him, "Give it to ."
Guan Juntao instantly relaxed quite a bit, hurriedly handing the three alternate proposals to Xiao Qing, and in no ti, she picked one and handed it back to him.
"Go with this one."
"Okay, thank you, Ma’am~"
After the person left, Xiao Qing couldn’t help but say to Lu Jinyang: "Lu Jinyang, you’ll frighten the staff like this."
"Indulging the staff too much is not a good thing."
Xiao Qing rolled her eyes, not wanting to continue this topic.
How could one who has never worked understand the fear of the boss?
"Don’t overthink, just quickly finish up the work at hand, Gu Chen is having surgery today."
"Alright!"
The two finished all the day’s work by noon and hurried to the hospital without even having ti for lunch.
Upon arriving at the hospital, they were told Gu Chen had not yet co out of the operation room, Xiao Qing noticed Lu Jinyang, who had been expressionless all the way, suddenly tensing up completely.
Xiao Qing walked over, took his hand, and stood with him at the entrance of the operation room.
She looked around a bit, only to find no sign of Gu Li around the corridor, could it be she really didn’t co?
"What are you looking for?" Seeing her gaze flitting about, Lu Jinyang asked her.
"Looking for Li, she didn’t co, did she?"
Upon hearing this, the man also scanned the corridor briefly before withdrawing his gaze, indifferently said, "Don’t know, ask Gu Chen when he cos out."
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