Dyed

Ming Rong had an independent office in mr before.

This will return to the company, Fu Ran deliberately held a meeting to welcome him.

Li Yunling wanted Ming Rong to gain a firm foothold in mr, so she wanted Ming Rong to follow up on the new project, but Fu Ran hadn't let go completely. Everyone in mr knew that this seemingly cooperative project was actually a Ming Rong project. The battle field inside the home.

No one said it clearly, but everyone knew that this was a battle between Fu Ran and Ming Rong, and whoever won would be able to stand more firmly in mr.

For Fu Ran, this is an excellent opportunity.

For Yu Mingrong, the opportunity is also not to be missed.

Han Jun walked in with a stack of documents, and closed the door behind him. Fu Ran raised her head and signaled the person in front of her to go out first.

After the door was closed again, Han Juan took his seat, "I just asked Secretary Ni to notify the PR department, and picked a few capable and beautiful girls to go out with us tonight."

Fu Ran didn't raise her head, "What are you doing?"

"Did you forget the appointment with Bureau Song tonight?"

Fu Ran stopped what she was doing, her brows were raised, her long hair rolled up made her face as big as a slap, "If our plan is strong enough, we don't need to make so many boos."

"President," Han Jun said with a headache, "When everyone regards this rule as normal, if we don't abide by it, it is equivalent to violating the rules of the game."

The signature pen in Fu Ran's hand drew a circle on the A4 paper, "Aren't there beautiful ladies in that kind of place?"

Han Jun said with a smile, "The key is that those girls only want to get money out of their own pockets. The company's is different. They're making money for you. Think about it, put Song Jue in the middle from left to right, and then Coupled with the wind blowing in the ear, the bones made of steel are brittle, isn't the matter of this project easy to grasp?"

Disgust flashed across Fu Ran's eyebrows very quickly, "Did the third young master often do this in the company before?"

Han Jun didn't expect that her words would suddenly change like this. He stroked his eyebrows with his index finger, "Well, that's not true."

God knows how impure his lie is.

Ming Chengyou always likes to choose the simplest way to do things, love money?OK, smash it!love women?OK, pack it up and throw it to bed!

Fu Ran's face was slightly displeased, "You just need to grasp the details of the plan, and don't worry about the rest."

Seeing that she couldn't listen, Han Juan stopped forcing her.

Fu Ran walked out of the office after get off work. She didn't take the exclusive elevator. The door of the employee elevator was about to close, and a hand quickly moved inside, "President."

Fu Ran saw three beautiful young girls crowded inside, and the other two were applying makeup in front of the mirror.

Fu Ran nodded her head as a greeting, "I got off work late today."

"Manager Ming asked us to accompany him out to socialize."

Fu Ran was stunned, and the other two people next to him winked at their companions, and Fu Ran didn't ask any more questions.

She saw three beautiful and youthful faces through the bright elevator mirror, and she couldn't help but sigh in her heart, is it because she is old that she can't accept it?Especially as a woman who always feels that there is a pit of fire in front of her, she can't bear it.

Although they had socialized before, everyone was afraid of her status, and at most they said they wanted her to drink, and they didn't dare to ask for cheap hands or words.

When the elevator arrived, she walked out first.

"Why are you staring at me?" the former female employee asked angrily.

"You pig-headed, now Manager Ming and the president are competing for this project, you tell her clearly that we are against her, be careful, you will have good fruit in the future!"

The woman hurriedly covered her mouth, "Oh, why did I forget? But I thought it was for Mr's own good anyway, and when the time comes, won't the bonuses for us still come from Mr.

"You!" The other person hated iron and steel, "Is it true that girls who just came out of school are so stupid and naive?"

Indeed, the workplace is also a pool of deep water, it depends on how you get into it.

On the way back, I received a call from a man.

Fu Ran slowed down the car, put on the earphones, and said in a lazy voice, "Hello."

"Tonight we..."

Fu Ran cut off his words, "I have a project tonight."

"You bring your computer, and I'll give you an idea."

"You have an idea?" Fu Ran looked at the traffic ahead, and said angrily, "That's a bad idea of ​​yours!"

"What's the matter, did you take the gunpowder?" The man's voice was smiling.

Fu Ran didn't speak.

"Why don't you say anything?"

"Driving."

"Isn't it just a Song game? It's easy to handle." The man didn't care.

"Mr is such a serious company, all the little girls in it are spoiled by you." The scene in the elevator flashed before Fu Ran's eyes. It was rush hour and the road was heavily trafficked.

The man smiled unabated, "Fu Ran, you have to figure it out, some things are what you want, don't think they are wronged, no one puts a knife on anyone's neck, for them, it is not a violation In the bottom line, you can get better pay, and you can get more than dedicated work, so there are some things, it’s just a trade-off.”

When Fu Ranjing said this, he understood somewhat, but he still disagreed, "Anyway, I have my own way."

The man changed the topic, "Come over tonight?"

"No, there are still many details to be finalized, and I have to work overtime at home tonight."

He insisted, "I can help you."

Fu Ran didn't make it in the end, and when he got there, let alone a plan, he probably couldn't even sleep.

She was busy until late at night, and she took off the anti-radiation glasses tiredly. The traces of the last leak in the computer were still there. Fu Ran still used the same notebook, pretending that it never happened, and saved the prepared materials in it, but The quotation has been greatly increased.

The next day, when I came to mr, I met Ming Rong and several other people who were refreshed at the elevator entrance.

After greeting Fu Ran, they walked into the staff elevator one by one. Ming Rong pressed the exclusive elevator, and Fu Ran followed him in after the door opened.

"How are the preparations?"

Fu Ran pointed to her hand, "It's almost there."

Ming Rong supported the handle with both hands, "Actually, I understand what Mom means very well, but don't worry, she will understand one day."

She looked up at him.

"I know what you think about me," Ming Rong said with a face full of indifference, "I also have my own company, if it's not what mother wants, no matter how much power and profit I have, it will be empty for me."

Fu Ran smiled, there was no interface.

After the two reached the top floor, they walked out of the office one after another. Fu Ran pushed the door open, and Secretary Ni and Han Jun followed closely behind.

Secretary Ni handed the brewed scented tea to Fu Ran, "President, I went to the public relations department today and heard them say that the project is basically decided by Mr. Ming. It is said that they stayed with Bureau Song late last night. Also very good."

This was already in Han Juan's expectation, "In my opinion, we also made an appointment with Bureau Song today, and she pushed back your appointment yesterday, presumably Mr. Ming arrived first."

Fu Ran stirred the scented tea inside with a spoon, "Secretary Ni, what did you add?"

"Honey, half a teaspoon."