Dog food from heaven: Mr. Song please keep a low profile when sprinkling sugar

"Okay boss, I understand!"

"Also, for the partners who have not terminated the contract with us before, give them a little more forever, and treat it as their reward for working together with the Song Corporation."

Song Yanshu continued to add.

"Yes!"

After the assistant responded, Song Yanshu hung up the phone directly.

Qiao Wan gave Song Yanshu a thumbs up.

Killing decisively, he really is a person who does big things, he doesn't care about the immediate interests at all, and all he considers is the future prospects.

After this time clear rewards and punishments.

Presumably, if many partners encounter any crisis in the Song Corporation in the future, they will not terminate the contract with the Song Corporation casually.

After all, it's easy to get out, but it's impossible to get back in.

What's more, those who advance and retreat together can still reap such a large amount of benefits!
"By the way, the employees in the company have been working overtime non-stop recently because of this matter. They often can't go home to rest at two or three in the morning, or three or four in the morning. Shouldn't you also give them some extra rewards to make them happy? Are you happy?"

Qiao Wan finally took this opportunity to talk about the bonus that she promised earlier.

It's just that I thought of the serious expressions of those employees who mentioned the bonus issue before.

She felt that Song Yanshu would probably refuse.

"How much do you think it's appropriate for me to send them?"

Unexpectedly, Song Yanshu didn't refuse, nor did he just say a single word to be nice to him.

Instead, she asked Qiao Wan about her intentions.

Qiao Wan was helpless.

If she said that each reward would be [-], Song Yanshu couldn't possibly agree...

Many employees are only [-] a year.

So how much is appropriate?

one thousand?
Is it a bit awkward...

two thousand?

Is it a bit expensive...

As the big boss, Song Yanshu couldn't make his own decision.

Qiao Wan was a little confused by Song Yanshu's question.

"I think, ordinary employees are distributed according to the degree of hard work. The most fortunate ones are more, and the more leisurely ones are less, probably in the range of [-] to [-]?"

"Then you can figure out what to do with the executives. I don't know the annual salary of your executives. You can't let them think that our Song Corporation is sending beggars."

Qiao Wan tentatively expressed her thoughts.

After all, the Song Corporation is such a big group, and it has been rumored that the Song Corporation is the company with the best welfare.

If a bonus of hundreds or hundreds of dollars is given to employees, and a bonus of 1000 or [-] is given to executives, if it spreads out, it will have to be blackmailed by those gossip media for another ten days and a half months.

"I'll think about it." Song Yanshu didn't agree directly.

Qiao Wan felt that the price she said must be too high.

Song's is not an ordinary small workshop, there are at least hundreds or thousands of employees in this head office.

This does not mean that many people in the branch may also work overtime.

The bonus of 1000 to [-] per person is not a small sum of money.

But it's not right, Song Yanshu has never been a person who is stingy with money, and the points he gave up just now are worth at least several hundred million.

She didn't quite understand what Song Yanshu meant.

A few days later, the doctor said that Qiao Wan could be discharged from the hospital.

Qiao Wan happily changed her clothes, and went out with Song Yanshu.

"The company has a dinner party tonight, you come too, dress nicely." Song Yanshu told Qiao Wan after sending her home.

"Okay." Qiao Wan agreed.

Her injury is almost healed now, not to mention that she can go to eat, it doesn't matter even if she goes to work, but Song Yanshu won't let her go.

After all, she hadn't seen her colleagues in the company for a long time. Those who didn't know why she hadn't gone to work for so long thought she had to explain to them that she was accidentally injured, and show them the evidence by the way.

Otherwise, when I go to the company, I'm afraid the wounds will scab off and I won't be able to see anything.

In the afternoon, Qiao Wan searched in the closet, and found a dark black knee-length midi skirt that hadn't been worn for a long time.

Not bad, that's all.

After Qiao Wan changed, she turned around in front of the mirror, combed her hair, put on light makeup and went downstairs.

Song Yanshu has already returned and is waiting to pick her up for a dinner party.

"This dress doesn't fit you. Change it." Song Yanshu's eyes were burning.

Qiao Wan thought it was pretty good and didn't take it seriously.

"Don't change, let's go. My clothes are pretty good. They are neither revealing nor dusty. They look mature."

Song Yanshu immediately picked up Qiao Wan and brought her back to the second floor to change her clothes.

"Hey, what are you doing, you are getting more and more excessive now, you even care so much about what clothes I wear!"

Qiao Wan was angry.

"Change." Song Yanshu just said one word.

"I won't change it. If you don't give me a reason why my clothes are not good today, I won't change them!" Qiao Wan still refused.

"If you don't change it, you can imagine that when you go to the bathroom during the dinner, if I can't control it..."

Song Yanshu only spoke half of what she said, and Qiao Wan understood the rest by herself.

How could Qiao Wan not know what the second half of Song Yanshu's sentence was? He was like a person who had never met a woman in eight lifetimes. Whenever he had a chance, he would...

"I suddenly feel that this dress is not very good, I'll change it." Qiao Wan changed her face in seconds.

"But don't think that I changed it because of you. It's because I think the clothes are not good." Qiao Wan emphasized with a proud face.

"En." Song Yanshu replied softly.

After Qiao Wan chose her clothes, she immediately went to the bathroom to change and come out.

This is a loose dress, ankle length, and it doesn't outline the figure too much.

"Okay, let's go." Song Yanshu stretched out his hand, motioning for Qiao Wan to take him by the arm.

Qiao Wan didn't bother to pay attention, and walked downstairs quickly.

"Cong Cong, Mom and Dad are going to the company. You have to obey your aunt at home, you know?" Qiao Wan routinely reminded her before going out.

Although Congcong has always been quite obedient.

"Okay." Cong Cong replied.

After sitting in the car for more than half an hour, the two finally arrived at the place where Song Yanshu said they had dinner together.

It's all in the suburbs, and there is obviously a large farmhouse next to the car, which looks like a wedding banquet, with a sea of ​​people.

What kind of devil farmhouse is this, the business is so good?
Qiao Wan was amazed in her heart, followed Song Yanshu out of the car and walked in, and found that there were some familiar or not unfamiliar faces inside.

These are not all Song's employees!
God, is this a big dinner like an annual meeting?
Qiao Wan was helpless, Song Yanshu didn't say it earlier!

She always thought it was a dinner for a small group of people organized by the president.

I said earlier that she didn't wear this skirt casually, she didn't look professional at all, and she looked a bit petty.

Her image as a competent female secretary in the company seemed to have completely collapsed at this moment.

"Song Yanshu, go back and see how I deal with you!" Qiao Wan secretly gritted her teeth and thought viciously in her heart.

"Let's go, go to the main table." Song Yanshu took the lead.

Qiao Wan sat down directly in front of a table next to her.

"I'm sorry for the president. I'm just a little secretary with a humble status. I don't deserve to sit at the same table with you. You can sit with the company executives." After Qiao Wan finished speaking, she moved two more seats inside.

If she went to the main table, the whole company might be able to see it clearly in such an obvious place!

Since the time has not yet arrived, many people are chatting together, and the few tables nearby are empty.

Song Yanshu walked over and lowered his voice: "So, you are tired from walking and want me to carry you there?"

The naked threat made Qiao Wan want to immediately grab the chair under her buttocks and smash the scumbag opposite to her.

Forget it, let's die, Qiao Wan slowly stood up from her seat, followed Song Yanshu to the front of the main table.

"My God, my God, I'm not mistaken, who is that!" Some employees exclaimed in disbelief when they saw Qiao Wan's back.

"Could it be Secretary Qiao!" Someone interjected.

"I don't think Secretary Qiao would wear such a nice casual dress. She likes to dress more formally." Another person interjected.

"Aren't you bored or not? People are there. You can find out if you go and see for yourself. Just guess here!" The last one who spoke was always bold, and he yelled at the woman opposite after speaking.

"Secretary Joe!"

Qiao Wan glanced back reflexively.

On the opposite side, a group of gossip female employees all looked at her with expressions as if they had seen a ghost.

"My God, it's really Secretary Qiao!"

"She is so beautiful today, completely different from before in the company!"

"I used to think that neither Secretary Qiao nor the president could have anything in this life. Now I take back this idea."

After a group of gossip female employees finished their chatter, they found that Song Yanshu had also turned around, and hurriedly pretended that they were all chatting about themselves, how dare they stare at Qiao Wan and discuss.

"You said that Secretary Qiao dressed up so beautifully today. Could it be that she wants to take this opportunity...to sell her appearance and ask for a bonus for us?" Someone boldly guessed.

Someone immediately retorted: "You think too much. When we are the president, are you someone who will be confused by beautiful women? Even if Secretary Qiao dresses up beautifully, if she talks about bonuses, she will pack up and leave immediately. I bet ten boxes of spicy strip!"

"Yes, our president has never been a sympathetic person. If Secretary Qiao really dares to speak up for us, I'm afraid we won't be able to see Secretary Qiao in the company again in the future."

The third one interrupted, apparently feeling a little pity as he spoke.

Although I thought Secretary Qiao was good-looking before, why didn't I think that Secretary Qiao had such a charming side.

"I think we should be kinder and remind Secretary Qiao again. Don't speak up for us. If we finish talking, we will go out. Where can we find the president's secretary who is so good to us?" the fourth person said.

Everyone in the gossip group looked at him and said in unison: "Okay, it's such a happy decision, you go."

"Huh?" The one who spoke originally wanted to recommend someone to go, but now everyone is looking at him, meaning, he can only go?
He was scared, so he ran to the president and whispered something to the president's secretary that the president couldn't hear?

He still wants to work in the company for two more years!
"I don't want to go. Find someone who is more courageous and go. I'm afraid." The clerk who was stared at by everyone was almost trembling.

This is to catch the ducks on the shelves.