[ABO] Orange can't be bullied

Qiao Xuwei pushed open the door of the office, and the temporary special assistant immediately stood up and greeted him. It was his turn today, and everyone was afraid that it would be his turn to be the temporary special assistant. They were afraid that if there was a small mistake, they would have to go to the personnel department to pay their salary. .

"You are going to work outside today."

The assistant's heart was full of coke, as long as he was not under Qiao Xuwei's nose, he would not make mistakes so easily. While packing, he called the logistics to move the tables and chairs.

"You don't need to change your position, just go out."

"Yes."

Gu Chenggan was standing in the office, Qiao Xuwei had already sat down and started a video conference, and the assistant was still moving out boxes of things. Since he was idle, he might as well roll up his sleeves and carry the boxes for the assistant.

"I'll clean it up for you."

"No, no, sit down."

The assistant pushed Gu Cheng to sit on his original seat. He didn't dare to ask the people brought by Qiao Xuwei to help him.

The people under Qiao Xuwei acted as vigorously and vigorously as Qiao Xuwei. After 3 minutes, there was only one computer and a dozen documents left on the desk.

The assistant took out the last box of things, and the people who had been waiting outside the door ran over and asked, "How is it, how is it?"

The assistant was proud: "Let me tell you that the future wife of the president is very kind."

"Tell me now."

They were very curious about what kind of omega the all-powerful golden bachelor alpha was subdued by.

"It looks very cute and has a super good temper. Mao Keshun is so smooth that I want to touch him. He wants to help me pack up, but fortunately he was held down by me."

The female beta was frustrated. She was a fan of Wang Ruochun. When she learned that Wang Ruochun had been re-signed, she was happy for a while: "It turns out that the president likes this type. I thought he would be with Wang Ruochun."

Another beta also complained for Zheng Xing: "I don't think it's possible, look at Special Assistant Zheng, who has been with Mr. Qiao for so many years, but it didn't work."

Qiao Xuwei came out of the office at some point, and suddenly said behind them: "You guys are not working hard, what are you talking about when you get together?"

Gu Cheng walked around the office, touching this and that, very curious about things she hadn't seen before, but after a while the freshness passed, so she could only lie on the table and stare at Qiao Xu Wei office.

How could he, who was always noisy, endure the boredom of living here? Qiao Xuwei Ming was working on the face, but he was actually observing Gu Cheng's actions. In the end, if he could find something to eat, it would be Make up your mind.

The secretary assistants immediately stood in line, waiting for Qiao Xuwei's order, and said in unison: "President."

Qiao Xuwei cleared his throat, and faced the crowd with a serious expression, as if he wanted to announce important news: "Which one of you brought snacks."

"..."

Qiao Xuwei thought they didn't hear clearly, so he repeated it: "Snacks, snacks, potato chips, biscuits, candy, any of you, hurry up and bring them out."

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, wondering if this was a new test, and they remembered that the company had a rule that snacks were not allowed at the workstations.

After the silence, a bold employee obediently said: "President... There are snacks in the pantry."

Qiao Xuwei realized that the question just now was a bit stupid, but he couldn't lose the president's airs: "Oh, you go and get some and send them to my office, one of each kind, no, two of one kind."

After Qiao Xuwei left, all the employees rushed to the pantry again, filled a small trolley full of snacks and sent them to Gu Cheng. They had a good time eating, blowing the wind around Qiao Xuwei's pillow, they can live a happy life Not so crushing days.

After receiving the snacks, Gu Cheng lived a corrupt life again. The matter of losing weight was just left behind by him, and he put on headphones to watch dramas and eat snacks, basically copying his usual appearance at home.

The office seems to be divided into two, Qiao Xuwei's side is busy at full swing, and Gu Cheng is very relaxed and relaxed with his feet up.

The sound of the earphones was turned on very low, and Gu Cheng could hear every movement of Qiao Xuwei clearly. Qiao Yanxiao stood up, and Gu Cheng immediately took off half of the earphones and asked, "Where are you going?"

Qiao Xuwei sorted out the files on the table: "There is something wrong, the project manager will come over later, please ask him to wait for me in the office."

Qiao Xuwei walked forward, and the project manager he was talking about came.

"Manager Zhao please invite first, Mr. Qiao will be back in a while."

The assistant sent Manager Zhao into the office, and the soles of his feet were slicked with oil.

Manager Zhao is notoriously difficult to deal with. Although Qiao Xuwei is difficult to deal with, he can only be harsh on work, but Manager Zhao is different. The company's income is quite good, and he is domineering in the company.

Gu Cheng put down the snacks, wiped her mouth, stood up and shouted respectfully: "Hello, Manager Zhao."

It's fine to act like this in front of Qiao Xuwei, but he still has to put on an air in front of outsiders. He brought it with Qiao Xuwei, so he can't lose Qiao Xuwei's face.

Manager Zhao sat on the sofa with his legs crossed, straightened his clothes, regarded Gu Cheng as an assistant, and raised his nostrils: "Where is Zheng Xing?"

Gu Cheng licked the wound on his lower lip. He seemed to have been bitten by Qiao Xuwei. He had contacted Zheng Xing these days, but a strange man answered the phone with an unfriendly tone.

"Brother Zheng Xing asked for leave."

Manager Zhao looked Gu Cheng up and down, and couldn't help but marvel at how Qiao Xuwei could tolerate such a person staying in the office: "You are an assistant who just arrived, wipe the things around your mouth quickly, and you can see what you look like." How about being an assistant to Mr. Qiao? The company stipulates that formal attire should be worn during work, where are your clothes?"

Wipe her mouth again with a paper towel to make sure there is no residue on her mouth, Gu Cheng asked again: "My clothes...what's wrong with my clothes?"

An army green scarf, a khaki sweater and a blue-gray checkered jacket, a pair of loose jeans on the legs, and a pair of black lacquered Martin boots. There are no stains and the size is right. No matter how you look at it, you feel normal.

Gu Cheng didn't realize her "mistake", which made Manager Zhao furious. He had never seen such an impolite employee: "Didn't you read the employee rules and regulations?"

Employee rules and regulations?Gu Cheng patted the stack of materials next to him. He has been chasing the drama, but he hasn't read it yet: "Which one is it? Is there any in it?"

Manager Zhao was stared at by Gu Cheng angrily. How could any of his employees dare to speak to him like this: "How did you pass the internship period?"

Why is the manpower side so lax about employee assessment now? He has to check if there is any nepotism in it.

The sound of footsteps came from outside, and Manager Zhao opened the door with his own hands, accusing Gu Cheng: "Mr. Qiao, you are back, and I tell you that your assistant is too naive. During work, you have to work hard, and you are not good at doing things."

Gu Cheng raised her eyebrows: "Which assistant?"

Manager Zhao pointed at Gu Cheng with righteous indignation: "That's him."

Manager Zhao had just returned to the company, so he didn't know what happened. Qiao Xuwei didn't directly explain Gu Cheng's identity, but said with great interest, "Oh? What do you think should be done?"

After being empowered, Manager Zhao was arrogant, and walked around Gu Cheng: "Deduct the performance salary, copy the employee regulations twice, and then ask the manpower to re-assess. Of course, this is just a suggestion, and it is up to you how to deal with it." It's gone."

Qiao Xuwei asked Gu Cheng who was still standing tall: "Why are you standing?"

"Don't dare to sit down."

He didn't dare to sit down after being so dizzy and scolded by Manager Zhao. Isn't Qiao Xuwei the leader of this group?Why does it look like this manager Zhao is more imposing than Qiao Xuwei.

"Grandma called me just now."

Gu Cheng passed Manager Zhao and leaned over: "What did grandma say?"

Regardless of Manager Zhao's expression, Qiao Xuwei opened a pack of snacks and put them in Gu Cheng's arms: "Grandma said, the puppet cat you picked up has been taken away by the owner, and it had a good appetite before leaving." I ate six of your canned cat food."

Gu Cheng wailed: "Six... Wasn't it agreed to be four?"

Four is already the limit, and he actually ate six.

His heart was bleeding, and that was his favorite food.

The conversation next to him made Manager Zhao break out in a cold sweat. It turned out that this omega was not Qiao Xuwei's assistant, and he knew Ding Xin, at least he had something to do with Qiao's family.

Enough about this matter, Qiao Xuwei didn't continue to worry about it, and motioned to Manager Zhao: "Manager Zhao sit down."

Manager Zhao's head was shaking like a rattle, and his saliva was about to come out: "No, I can just stand."

Qiao Xuwei Youzai sat on the chair, and asked in an unhurried tone: "Do you plan to just listen to you with my head up like this, or stand like you."

Manager Zhao sat down upright again, sitting on a soft chair, feeling like he was sitting on pins and needles. He had such a big oolong, and he didn't know how the calm-looking Qiao Xuwei should deal with him.

He reported his work in a serious manner, and his trembling hands reflected his guilty conscience.

"I'm so bored."

These five words suddenly popped up on Qiao Xuwei's computer, glanced at the ghostly Gu Cheng, smiled, and typed back calmly: "There are some previous company materials on the table, take a look. "

They are all waste materials that should be sent to be shredded, Gu Cheng can take a look at them.

Manager Zhao, who was reporting work, trembled, and it was difficult to distinguish the meaning of Qiao Weixu's smile: "President, do you think the new project I just mentioned is inappropriate?"

Qiao Xuwei sorted out his expression, Gu Cheng was really skinny: "No, the project can be implemented."

Gu Cheng took out a thick stack of employee rules and regulations, and after turning over two pages, he became annoyed by word sickness again, tilted his head, and fell asleep.