Yang Shao's voice immediately attracted the attention of everyone in the office. Everyone liked to watch the excitement. Although they seemed to be staring at the computer, in fact they kept glancing towards us from the corner of their eyes.
I looked at the proud look on his face and smiled, "I didn't forget, Mr. Yang said I don't need to write it."
Yang Shao's expression changed, he looked at me blankly, and shook his head subconsciously, "Impossible! Why didn't I see Mr. Yang say that in the group?"
"Mr. Yang and I only have one-way contact, so why can't I tell you anything?"
As soon as I finished speaking, Yang Jiamu walked in from the outside with a tired gait, holding the Cup Star Dad.
Yang Shao glared at me fiercely, and then immediately changed his face, looking at Yang Jiamu eagerly, with a flattering smile:
"Mr. Yang, just now Yu Bin said that you won't let him write data analysis?"
Yang Jiamu looked at me with complicated eyes and nodded with a tired face.
"Well, no need to write."
After that, he covered his mouth with his hand and yawned. He was about to leave with a tired pace, but was stopped by Yang Shao.
Yang Shao was a little anxious, "Mr. Yang, yesterday's performance was so bad, why don't you need to write it down?"
Yang Jiamu glanced at him and said in a dissatisfied tone, "Huh? Are you teaching me how to do things? Is your e-commerce data very good? Write me your e-commerce analysis report first!"
"..."
He left these words loudly and then strode away.
Yang Shao's face turned red and he looked at Yang Jiamu's back with a dull expression, feeling a little at a loss.
I almost laughed out loud. He originally wanted to give me a needle, but he didn't expect that he would give me a shot.
Yang Shao was so depressed that he vented his anger on the computer, making the keyboard click loudly.
At this time, a crisp sound of high heels came over.
Mei Xueyan walked over with her waist twisted, clapped her hands, and said with a smile: "I will treat everyone to dinner after get off work today. You can choose the location."
When everyone heard that there was a dinner party, they all showed great interest.
On behalf of the collective, I personally asked everyone's thoughts, "Mr. Mei, what day is today?"
Mei Xueyan hugged Zhou Shutong's shoulders and said with a smile: "Shu Tong will leave the team soon, and Mr. Yang has just arrived. Tonight is not only to see Shutong off, but also to greet Mr. Yang. You guys Just order whatever you want to eat and I'll pay for it."
She paused, gave me a meaningful look, and said with a smile: "By the way, Yu Bin, call Yong Qi here too, so that the new colleagues can get involved too."
The corner of my mouth twitched, and I couldn't help but feel a little bitter in my mouth.
Mei Xueyan smiled at me, twisted her waist and turned away.
When it came to what to eat, everyone was no longer sleepy and showed a passion that I had never seen before. They were all discussing restaurants that they would normally be reluctant to eat at.
After a heated discussion for a long time, we finally decided to have hot pot in the evening. This meal fully demonstrated the warmth and warmth of people in the workplace.
At the dinner table, Yang Shao and the others kept toasting to Yang Jiamu. Accompanying wine was always Gong Qi's forte. She was good at dancing at the wine table and coaxed everyone to dance around. In contrast, Zhou Shutong was a little prepared. Being left out.
In the workplace, you only hear smiles from new people and never cry from old people. Everyone has a balance of interests in their heart. Maybe you can only see a person more clearly when you leave your job or are in the dust.
Everyone gathered around Yang Jiamu and took turns toasting. Yang Jiamu also enjoyed the atmosphere of stars holding the moon. Seeing Zhou Shutong sitting in the corner and being ignored, I took the initiative to raise a glass of wine and said to Zhou Shutong sincerely: "I would like to toast you with this glass of wine and wish you can become a big anchor soon."
Zhou Shutong opened a bright smile, raised the wine glass, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly, "I will lend you some good words! I wish you better and better days. No matter where you go, we are friends."
The two of us clinked our glasses, raised our heads and drank in one gulp.
The wine stains flowed down her smooth chin and into the snow-white peaks and valleys.
Mei Xueyan walked over swayingly holding a wine glass.
He put his arms around Zhou Shutong's shoulders, raised his glass with a smile, and said with great sincerity: "I want to toast you too, thank you for your support over the years!"
Zhou Shutong's eyes were slightly red, he poured another glass of wine and drank it all in one gulp.
After drinking two glasses of white wine in a row, Zhou Shutong's cheeks turned red and there was a hint of seductiveness in his eyes.
She wiped the wine stain on her chin with the back of her hand, picked up another glass of wine, looked at the two of us with red eyes, and her voice was choked with sobs: "I toast you both with this glass of wine, not much else to say, it's all in the wine. "
Don't look at Zhou Shutong talking about lotus flowers in the live broadcast room, but in real life, she is a very quiet girl. She wants to say too much, but there is no such thing as a banquet in the world. Although we can still see each other every day, The atmosphere is still a bit sad.
Just after finishing the glass, Bai Yongqi twisted her waist and walked over holding the wine glass.
She smoothed her long hair coquettishly, clinked a glass with Zhou Shutong first, then looked at me with a smile, a glimmer of light flashed under her eyes, and gently clinked the glass with me.
"I wish us happy cooperation in the future."
I smiled, feeling a little helpless. Gigi Bai adapted to work very quickly, which really surprised me, but when I cooperated with her, I always felt weird.
Gigi Bai left after toasting. Next, Zhou Shutong and I poured ourselves some drinks. Yang Jiamu had just arrived at the company. Logically speaking, I should take the initiative to build a good relationship with Yang Jiamu at this time, but there were too many people around Yang Jiamu. No, I don't want to neglect Zhou Shutong, not to mention that Yang Jiamu doesn't feel good to me. He and I shouldn't be able to pee in the same pot.
After so many years of eating the pie painted by my boss, I have long been tired of it. It is not an easy thing to please the leader. I always have to think about how to impress my boss, study the boss's preferences, and be cautious. How tiring!
Zhou Shutong and I drank our own drinks quite leisurely, but at this time Yang Jiamu came over to us drunkenly holding a wine glass.
Yang Jiamu drank a lot tonight, his face was red and he was walking a little unsteadily. He said to Zhou Shutongshu with the smell of alcohol in his mouth:
"Shu Tong! Let me toast you! Thank you for your contribution to the company over the years!"
He smiled and spoke in an official tone. Zhou Shutong also stood up and raised a glass. After finishing the glass of wine, Yang Jiamu didn't seem to show any intention of leaving.
He waved his hand to Gigi Bai, who immediately stood up and respectfully pulled out the chair, "Mr. Yang, sit down."
Yang Jiamu sat down next to Zhou Shutong. I don't know if it was my imagination, but I felt that his body was almost pressed against Zhou Shutong.
Yang Jiamu burped and said drunkenly: "Shu Tong...how long have you been in the company?" Kanshu La
"Three years."
"Three years! That's a lot of time. I'll go home and see if I have time in the future."
Yang Jiamu sighed with emotion, then raised his hand and tucked the ends of Zhou Shutong's hair scattered in front of her forehead naturally behind her ears...
