The wealthy young master is a money fan

Yan Heng, who was secretly complained about his relationship at public expense by the director, sat lazily in the main seat, with one hand propped by his face, and occasionally raised his eyes to glance at the curtain. Seeing his casual appearance, the people around him didn't know if he was listening carefully. .

Even so, the person who got up to speak did not dare to take it lightly, he had to think about every sentence for a few seconds in his heart, for fear of making a mistake.

The meeting was dull and boring, because Yan Heng was listening in suddenly, so there was a trace of seriousness in the air.

Everyone didn't dare to breathe too much, and they didn't make any jokes. Everyone sat with their backs straight, like elementary school students in class, and only raised their hands to make a report.

Pei Ji was just an intern, so it wasn't his turn to give an explanation at the meeting, so when showing the PPT he and Ren Feihang made, it was Ren Feihang who went up.

When it came to the project he was in charge of, Pei Ji, who was expressionless and distracted, concentrated a little bit, and opened the PPT under Ren Feihang's signal.

Projected onto the screen, Pei Ji saw the PPT that had been typesetting checked by Ren Feihang. Except for a different template and the addition of Ren Feihang's name in the title page producer column, there was no change.

But thinking about it, it was all done through Yan Heng's eye from document collection to PPT production. With him guiding remotely, there was naturally nothing that could be changed.

At first everything went well, but the uneasy supervisor saw that Ren Feihang spoke fluently and clearly, he was relieved and at the same time sent him an appreciative look.

The PPT is well done, all aspects are considered, the project analysis is thorough, and the data collection is also very complete. There are comparison charts for the annual data, which are clear at a glance.

It's just that this typesetting is a bit perfunctory, but the flaws do not conceal the advantages. The first cooperation between Pei Ji and Ren Feihang has this effect, and the supervisor is already very satisfied.

Yan Heng came here to see the little dean. Seeing that the person on stage was Ren Feihang whose face was painted like a white wall, he frowned almost imperceptibly, and glanced at Pei Ji in a blink of an eye.

After all, it was Pei Ji's painstaking effort, Yan Heng reluctantly aroused some interest to listen, but after listening to it, he felt something was wrong.

This document was handled by him watching the little dean, why did he come to this person, as if it had nothing to do with Pei Ji?

Yan Heng's Danfeng narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at the eloquent Ren Feihang in front of him, feeling faintly dissatisfied.

Yan Heng felt bored, so he looked away, and while everyone was concentrating on staring at the curtain, he blatantly stared at half of the principal's face.

No matter how many times he looks at it, the little dean in formal attire can amaze him at a glance, and he will never tire of watching it.

"Wait, I remember Fengmao's raw material quotations were inflated in the past few years, and they were only lowered in the past two years due to increased competition. This data is wrong, right?"

Just when Yan Heng was obsessed with the side face of the little dean, the department manager sitting on the right looked at the PPT, and suddenly interrupted Ren Feihang's speech: "There is also a comparison chart of the rising trend. The stock price of Fengmao fell sharply the year before, and the price is low. It is the lowest in history, why is it not reflected in the graph?"

Pei Ji, who was in Yan Heng's field of vision, turned to look at the manager upon hearing this.

When Yan Heng heard this, he subconsciously wanted to say 'it can't be wrong', but when he looked away from Pei Ji and saw what was on the curtain, he raised his eyebrows slightly.

The picture above is indeed wrong.

The manager frowned and looked at Ren Feihang: "There is also a company that bids with Fengmao next door, and the names are all wrong."

The manager took his work seriously, and if he made a mistake, he was wrong. Even if Yan Heng was sitting next to him, he didn't have the slightest intention to hide his clumsiness, so he just pointed it out.

After hearing his words, everyone turned to Ren Feihang in the stands.

The executive, who was too reassured, sweated in his palms, looked at Pei Ji and Ren Feihang, wondering why they made such a low-level mistake, and even typed the company name wrong.

If you enter the name of the other party’s company wrongly when talking about cooperation, then the business will most likely fail, and others will know that you are not interested.

The manager is a little annoyed:

"Who made this PPT? You use this kind of thing to perfuse us? Such an obvious mistake, you work with this attitude."

Facing the manager's question and everyone's stares, Ren Feihang on the stage panicked, his eyes flickered a few times, and finally looked at Pei Ji below.

Following his gaze, the manager looked at Pei Ji: "Pei Ji, what did you do?"

Pei Ji put down the pen in his hand and nodded slightly.

Seeing him admit it so readily, Ren Feihang's eyes flashed for a moment.

The manager had a good impression of Pei Ji at first, but now seeing his flat attitude of not knowing the seriousness of the matter, his face suddenly darkened: "Didn't you check it carefully after it was done?"

When the director saw that the manager pointed the finger at Pei Ji, his heart tightened, and he subconsciously turned his head to look at Yan Heng, only to see Yan always twitching the corners of his mouth.

That's definitely not a good laugh.

The director opened his mouth, and was about to speak for Mr. Yan's little boyfriend, when he heard the little boyfriend himself speak: "I made the PPT, but this picture is not the one I made."

After hearing Pei Ji's words, everyone in the conference room was taken aback, and the supervisor came to his senses: "You mean, what you did before was correct, and others changed it to this."

Pei Ji cherished his words like gold and nodded: "En."

Everyone looked at me and I looked at you, and they all focused on Ren Feihang.

Yan Heng's legs crossed naturally, his body leaned back slightly on the back of the chair, with one hand resting on the table, holding a black pen at his fingertips, he tapped on the conference table one after another, watching with a half-smile In charge of flying.

Yan Heng couldn't be more clear about what this comparison picture looked like originally.

The color of the contrast line is still the red, blue and green that he asked the little dean to choose, because the projection will be eye-catching and clear when viewed from a distance.

Ren Feihang looked anxiously and sincerely at Pei Ji:

"Pei Ji, when the PPT was passed on to me, you said that you checked it repeatedly and it was fine, so I didn't touch it. The PPT has been in the hands of both of you and me. I can't change it, right? What are you doing to change your picture when you are full?"

The manager and the supervisor felt that what Ren Feihang said was reasonable.

The two work together, and they are responsible for any problems. Besides, Ren Feihang is the one who explained it. He bears the brunt of the problems. There is no reason to correct the mistakes of a good PPT.

After hearing Ren Feihang's words, Pei Ji turned cold, and replied unceremoniously:

"Because you're out of your mind."

In front of so many people, Ren Feihang didn't expect Pei Ji's attitude, he was taken aback for a moment, and when he spoke again, there was grievance mixed with anger in his tone: "Okay, what are you scolding, I said it in the division of labor beforehand. You are in charge of sorting out the data files, and you are in charge of making the PPT, but why now, you don’t recognize it.”

Looking at Ren Feihang, who made a categorical accusation, Yan Heng almost laughed at his cheekiness.

If I hadn't watched Pei Ji sort out the documents last week, I might have believed it.

Ren Feihang not only wanted to push the blame, but also wanted to take the credit for Pei Ji's collection, but he was sure that Pei Ji had no evidence.

Pei Ji looked at Ren Feihang calmly: "You said, you sorted out the documents and materials?"

Ren Feihang was a little shocked, as if surprised that Pei Ji would ask such a question:

"Oh, isn't it?"

Someone next to them discussed in a low voice, saying that this PPT contains a lot of information and data, the wording is professional and precise, and it even involves the company's internal conversion algorithm. It is indeed that Pei Ji, who has just arrived for two months, is out of reach of interns. .

And Ren Feihang is an old employee, it's normal to know so much.

In such a comparison, everyone tends to believe in Feihang, looking at Pei Ji with vague condemnation

If you use the materials compiled by your colleagues to make PPTs, you can make mistakes, and you still want to take credit?Character and ability are worrying.

From the beginning to the present, Yan Heng didn't say a word. The director couldn't tell what he was thinking, but he knew that he couldn't go on like this, so he said, "It's just a small problem. You don't need to go online. If there is a problem, you should think about it." Solve and deal with, rather than suspecting each other and dispute."

Pei Ji's performance director also noticed that he was on a business trip, and felt that he didn't seem like someone who would make such low-level mistakes, so he paused and said: "Pei Ji has just joined the company not long ago, and he is inexperienced, so even if he makes a mistake, it's no big deal. Just be more careful in the future."

Who works without making mistakes?As long as you are willing to learn and correct.

When he said the next sentence, the director was afraid that his tone would be too serious, making people feel that he was criticizing Pei Ji, so he deliberately slowed down his voice.

In this conference room, apart from Yan Heng who was silent, the director was the biggest. He said so, and the others naturally didn't dare to discuss any more, so they fell silent like this.

And Ren Feihang on the stage did not expect the director to speak for Pei Ji, there was a problem with the PPT, and he passed it so lightly, and said it was not a big problem.

Knowing that the company intends to keep Pei Ji whose internship period is about to end, Ren Feihang was unhappy, and finally came up with the idea of ​​changing Pei Ji's data.

The purpose is to let Pei Ji give the managers and supervisors the impression that they are sloppy and perfunctory in their work, so as to discourage them from keeping people.

Knowing that Yan Heng was coming to listen, Ren Feihang was excited and nervous

If he messed up the meeting in front of Mr. Yan, Pei Ji would definitely be overwhelmed and walk around.

The calculation in his heart was quite good, but the reality was not as good as Ren Feihang wanted.

Seeing that this matter was about to be handled lightly, and everyone didn't even blame Pei Ji, Ren Feihang was naturally unconvinced. He opened his mouth and wanted to fan the flames again, but before he could speak, he heard that Yan Heng, who hadn't spoken in the middle, suddenly Opened the mouth: "You mean, this PPT, from the beginning to the end, only passed through the hands of you and Pei Ji?"

When President Yan opened his mouth, everyone who originally wanted to take advantage of the situation to expose the matter subconsciously straightened their backs and listened to the boss's orders.

Hearing Yan Heng's words, Ren Feihang was overjoyed and immediately nodded:

"Yes, that's right."

Yan Boss was exactly as he thought, and could not tolerate such low-level mistakes.

Yan Heng: "Are you sure?"

He was still asking Ren Feihang, but Yan Heng's eyes were looking in Pei Ji's direction.

Ren Feihang said loudly: "Sure!"

Yan Heng raised his eyebrows, and stared intently at the cold-faced Pei Ji:

"Pei Ji, do you have anything else to say?"

Yan Heng had two completely different tones towards Ren Feihang and Pei Ji, and there was an imperceptible smile in his voice when speaking to the latter, which made the director look straight into the sky

Well, I was just worrying.

I thought Mr. Yan was in the company because he wanted to avoid suspicion and didn't want to intervene in person, but now it seems that he was thinking too much.

Pei Ji looked at Yan Heng who was clear in his heart but asked the question knowingly, his jaw line was tense, and his tone was stiff: "What do you want me to say?"

When everyone heard him talking to Yan Heng in such a tone, they were shocked and looked at him in surprise.

Is this breaking the jar and giving up struggling?

Ren Feihang was also shocked on the surface, but he was ecstatic in his heart, and even hoped that Pei Ji's attitude would be tougher and more arrogant.

Annoyed Yan Zong, this person is not far away from being packed up and leaving.

The secretary behind Yan Heng looked at the sky silently, and said in her heart:

You didn't see the scene where Dean Pei asked Yan Zong to pay three small green vegetables with a blank face.

The director was calm and unwavering, shaking his head in his heart, thinking:

What's the fuss, you didn't see Mr. Yan serving food to Xiao Pei, who still looked cold and ungrateful.

Yan Heng knew that some people would get angry if they teased any more, so he turned to Ren Feihang: "You go to the finance department to pay your salary now."

Since Pei Ji has nothing to say, and Ren Feihang is sure that no third person has touched the PPT, then there is no need to discuss what happened.

There is no room for such a person in his company.

Yan Heng's tone was casual, but what he said was shocking, and they all suspected that there was something wrong with their ears.

Why Ren Feihang?Shouldn't it be Pei Ji who left?

Ren Feihang was also stunned, really panicked, and didn't bother to control the volume:

"Boss Yan, why me?"

"You asked a good question, so let me ask you first..." Yan Heng looked at Ren Feihang with a slight smile on his face, but the smile didn't reach his eyes: "I looked at Pei Ji a little bit for these data. Organized, when did you organize it?"

Yan Heng lightly dropped a heavy bomb, ignored everyone's eyes widening suddenly, and let out a 'huh': "It's still because my memory has problems, the person who video-videoed me for two hours on Friday night, I The person who personally explained the counseling was actually not Pei Ji, but you?"

Yan Heng's words were louder than words, and the managers and supervisors couldn't describe their hearts as shocked anymore. They looked at Pei Ji with suspicion, and their eyes were unabashedly straightforward.

He Yan Zong video?two hours? ? ?

Everyone's eyes gathered together, revealing nothing more than a question: Mr. Yan personally tutors, what's your relationship? !

Under everyone's gaze, Pei Ji frowned, looking at Yan Heng:

"I gave the money."