Super Sweet Alert: The Motivational History of the Temporary Daughter-in-Law

In Chuangzhi's huge meeting room, Shangzhi has already arrived at the meeting room early, waiting for the arrival of other shareholders and executives.

After the shareholders and executives arrived one after another, they realized that their own president had already arrived. They all sat tremblingly, and no one dared to speak.

Because the staff who have worked under Shang Zhi for many years know that their own boss will arrive at the meeting room in advance only when he has to announce something important.

They also want to think about the good, but the first time they did this, they punished a major shareholder, and the second time they fired a senior executive in the company. They don't know who they will take the knife for the third time.

Everyone has arrived, and Feng Qing, who is still left to help Shangzhi get the materials, has not arrived yet. Everyone is waiting for him, but no one speaks. Shangzhi sits at the front of the conference table with a face that doesn't know what it is expression.

Slowly, some people couldn't stand the oppressive atmosphere in the meeting room and started whispering below.

"You said what's going on today, isn't it another slaughter?" A manager of the sales department secretly asked the department head next to him.

"Who knows, anyway, we haven't done anything wrong recently, so it's definitely not our fault!" The department head said firmly, but there was still a worried expression in his eyes. maybe.

"Yes, it definitely has nothing to do with our sales department. Isn't there a happy event in the company recently? Why is the president's face so gloomy?" Hearing what his colleagues said, the manager of the sales department felt slightly relieved. A little bit, but she secretly glanced at Shangzhi's face over there, and asked worriedly.

This time their company has snatched a big business from someone else and attracted a considerable amount of investment. Now Chuangzhi can be said to have no rivals. Both inside and outside the company are as lively as the Spring Festival. excited.

"He's the president, so there are too many things to worry about. You see, the media has written about our president's family affairs all day long. If ordinary people would have been bored to death!" the person in charge curled his lips and continued to speak secretly to the sales manager , "So let's say, we don't understand the troubles of the rich, so don't think about them, just live well!"

"That's right." The sales manager nodded in agreement, then quietly raised his head to glance at Shangzhi, and fell silent like everyone else.

Shang Zhi didn't care about the whispers of the people below, just looked at the watch in his hand from time to time, wondering why Feng Qing came back so late today, Shang Zhi's appearance in the eyes of caring people is another meaning.

Some people in the conference room had different complexions, some were getting paler, and some were full of complacency.

One of the left managers was sweating coldly on his forehead, and the handkerchief in his hand was already soaked. Now he felt more and more that the president was going to punish him in this meeting, because today was so abnormal.

Manager Zuo's position in Chuangzhi is neither high nor low, and he is in an awkward position. It is precisely because of this that Manager Zuo feels that no one cares about him too much, and often secretly tampers with the accounts of his small department. He was confident that he would not be discovered.

But this time, Manager Zuo felt that his future in Chuangzhi was going to be ruined, because he also knew how miserable the two veterans and executives were dealt with in the last two meetings like this.

At that time, everyone in the conference room did not dare to make a sound under the majesty exuded by Shangzhi. Even the veterans who were usually domineering in the company shut their mouths obediently and did not speak for their friendship. All these scenes people are still vivid.

Manager Zuo kept wiping the sweat dripping from his forehead. There were not a few people like him, and they were all worried that Shang Zhi would discover their little hands and feet.

Some of the complacent people are just watching the show, and some are secretly happy that their opponents will be punished. In a conference room of Chuangzhi, it is like a kaleidoscope in the world. Various poses and with different expressions on.

"Squeak" came the sound of the door being pushed open, and everyone looked up in unison, it was Feng Qing who was holding a stack of documents.

Feng Qing walked into the conference room, surprised how quiet the conference room was today, and even the atmosphere was a bit weird, but before he had time to think about it, he quickly handed the information in his hand to Shang Zhi.

Shang Zhi looked down at his watch and found that Feng Qing came 10 minutes late this time, so he took the documents and glanced at Feng Qing with displeasure.

Feng Qing instantly felt the hairs on his back stand on end, and quickly explained to Shang Zhi: "Someone reported something to me on the way to the conference room just now, so I was delayed."

Shang Zhi didn't ask anything, just nodded to Feng Qing lightly, and Feng Qing immediately stood aside as if released.

The other people sitting below the conference room saw that Secretary Feng, who is usually vigorous and vigorous in the company, was so afraid of Shang Zhi, and felt even more creepy in their hearts, and the conference room was dead silent.

Shang Zhi sat down, flipping through the materials Feng Qing brought, only the rustling sound of paper rubbing in everyone's ears.

"Manager Cui, tell me about the market research I asked you to do last time." Shang Zhi finally stopped his hands, put down the materials, then raised his head, and said to Manager Cui who was sitting diagonally across from him.

Manager Cui was clicked at this moment, he felt a thump in his heart, and stood up tremblingly. The familiar draft he had memorized seemed to be against him at the moment, and he stammered nervously after a while, but Shang Zhi didn't care too much After Manager Cui finished his report, Shang Zhi asked him to sit down.

After sitting down, Manager Cui realized that his back was wet and his legs were a little weak.

Shang Zhi tapped the conference table with his slender fingers, and then said, "Manager Zhang, you were always the first to stand up and speak up before, what's going on today?"

Manager Zhang also suddenly buzzed when he was hit on the head the second time, not knowing how to answer Shang Zhi's question.

To be honest, with the current atmosphere in the conference room, whoever stands up and speaks is a fool. He doesn't want to be that bird, and he is not a fool.

But thinking this way in his heart, he definitely couldn't say that, so Manager Zhang stammered and made an excuse: "I'm the president. I'm not feeling well today. I won't make a report."

Shang Zhi hesitated for a moment, but still nodded, indicating that Manager Zhang did not need to make a report.

Shang Zhi waited for a long time, but there was no one who voluntarily stood up to give a report, so he ordered a few more casually, and the people who were pointed either looked unnatural or stuttered, Shang Zhi became more and more upset when he heard it, because Coupled with Feng Qing's late arrival, he has already wasted too much time in this meeting.

Thinking of this, Shang Zhi looked down at his watch again, thinking that the banquet was about to start, and he began to feel a little anxious.

"Okay, the meeting is over, everyone has worked hard, let's all go back."

After another department manager finished the report with his tongue tied, Shang Zhi couldn't stand it anymore, so he ended the meeting early.

Everyone opened their mouths in surprise when they heard what Shang Zhi said, not knowing what to say.

Especially those with a guilty conscience, they couldn't believe their ears, they didn't expect Shang Zhi to let them go so easily, among them was Manager Zuo who was sweating profusely just now.

Today, he understood the saying that if you do many injustices, you will kill yourself. He regretted thinking that he would never move his hands and feet again, and then hurriedly stood up and left the meeting room, as if he had escaped from some terrible place.

As one person left slowly, the others started to leave one after another as if waking up from a dream. After a while, the conference room became empty, leaving only Shang Zhi and Feng Qing.

Feng Qing stayed behind to make a final report to Shang Zhi, and Shang Zhi listened, looking down at his watch from time to time.

After Feng Qing finished the report, he seemed a little hesitant, and finally spoke.

"On my way to the conference room, someone reported something to me, and it was about Madam."

"Speak." As soon as Shang Zhi heard that it was about Ji Weiwei, he immediately asked Feng Qing to speak quickly.

Feng Qing nodded, and said to Shang Zhi: "It is said that there is an artist called Anping, and his fans have conflicts with his wife's fans. It seems that Anping's fans think that Anping is right...for his wife."

After hearing Feng Qing's last word, Shang Zhi's eyes narrowed, making Feng Qing afraid to speak.

"Really?" Shang Zhi asked.

"It should be true." Feng Qing replied truthfully, but her voice became softer.

Things in the entertainment circle are muddy waters, how could Shang Zhi not know about it, but Shang Zhi still felt a little uncomfortable when he heard the news.

Although it is very likely that Anping is here to catch Ji Weiwei's popularity, too many things have happened recently, and Shang Zhi still feels a little worried.

At this moment, Shang Zhi's cell phone rang.

Shang Zhi took out his mobile phone from his pocket, it happened to be Ji Weiwei calling.

"The banquet is about to start, why haven't you arrived yet?" Ji Weiwei asked on the phone.

"I've just finished the meeting here, so I wasted a little time, it's over, don't worry." Shang Zhi immediately softened his tone when he heard Ji Weiwei's voice.

Shang Zhi hung up the phone and hurried out of the conference room, ignoring Feng Qing who was standing there.

Feng Qing looked at the back of his president going away, and sighed.

Because Anping got the qualification to enter the banquet, he arrived at the celebration banquet on time.

Today's Anping is wearing a silver-white suit, which is elegant yet steady, making Anping's figure even more slender.

His appearance at the celebration banquet caused quite a commotion, because Anping is now considered a first-line star.

After a while, quite a few people gathered around Anping, some of them wanted to sign autographs and take photos, and some came to show their respects. Anping always had a polite smile on his face.

In the end, Anping finally left the encirclement with the excuse of seeing an acquaintance.