The Studious Goddess Is Not To Be Provoked

Seeing that no one paid attention to her, she walked towards the meeting room curiously.

The meeting room on the top floor is only used for high-level meetings. The space is not very large and is separated by soundproof glass. She stood by the door and looked in through the glass. She only saw a few scattered people sitting inside. With his head in his hands, he looked like he was dripping with cold sweat.

And Di Xingchen stood at the end of the long table, holding a document in his hand, and said something with a cold face, and finally threw the document on the table with all his strength, and the heads of the people sitting there were even lower. One of them hurriedly stood up and bowed to him.

Seeing her baby is not light? Did she choose this time to come here because she hit his gun and looked down at the lunch box in her hand, or she should go back first, but the arrival has already come, if she just left, would it be Too cowardly?

Xia Weian, who was standing at the door, didn't notice that Assistant Ji inside had spotted her.

In the past few days, President Di's temper has suddenly become irritable. The whole company seems to be shrouded in dark clouds. If he makes a slight mistake, he will be scolded bloody. Now everyone is in danger. Even if it is meal time, he will be so hungry , but the emperor did not speak, but no one dared to leave.

Let’s just talk about this meeting now. Normally, it should have ended long ago, but it’s because the performance of the sales department this month has dropped a little bit compared to last month. It’s not a big deal in normal times, but President Di suddenly He lost his temper, and the manager of the sales department trembled in fright. He kept bowing and apologizing, and promised that next month's sales would exceed this month's.

Under the low pressure, Special Assistant Ji didn't dare to vent his anger, but when he saw the young lady standing at the door with a lunch box in his hand, he instinctively felt that the savior had come, so he took the risk of being scolded , interrupted Di Xingchen who was reprimanding the sales manager.

Mr. Emperor.

Di Xingchen turned his head and glanced over coldly. Ji Tezhu resisted the pressure, forced an awkward smile on his face, and pointed to the person at the door.

Di Xingchen's eyes followed the direction of his fingers, and he paused for a moment, then the hostility emanating from his body lessened slightly, and his heroic eyes softened slightly.

Just when Assistant Ji Te was about to breathe a sigh of relief, the surrounding air suddenly cooled down. When he raised his head, he saw President Di's eyes gloomy again, and the young lady at the door... actually raised her leg to go to the elevator. She was about to leave up?

He stood up abruptly, strode out of the office, and stopped Xia Wei'an before she entered the elevator with a little trot: Young Madam, you are here to deliver meals to President Di, please wait in the office. He'll be here right away.

After speaking, he swung his right hand sideways and made a please gesture.

Xia Wei'an, who was planning to run away, had no choice but to nod, since she has been seen, then she should stay.

After adjusting her mentality, she followed Ji Te into the office, and just as she stepped in, Di Xingchen said the meeting ended a second later.

The sales manager let out a long breath with a pale face.

On the other side, Assistant Ji guided Xia Wei'an into the office, then withdrew and closed the door.

Di Xingchen's office is very large, and you can see the scenery of half of the city from the window. It's not the first time Xia Wei'an has come here, but it's the first time to seriously look at his place of work.

The decoration is mainly in black, white and gray, luxurious and low-key, just like his people, put down the lunch box in his hand, and seeing some delicate ornaments on his desk, he couldn't help picking it up and playing with it.

But at this moment, the door was opened with a click, and she quickly put away the ornaments, with her hands behind her back, like a student who made a mistake and was arrested.

Thank you for listening, the gift from the colorful baby who flies away.