Chapter 632: A Secretary, an Office (2nd Shift)
[Thank you KerwinZheung for throwing the alliance leader, low-key domineering, for Mao said I offended you, strange, thank you in short. Today, for the first time, there will be two new alliance leaders a day, and there will be three watches, but the third watch will be very late. Thank you, Lao Jing only uses updates to give back, everyone's order./Read must follow. γ
"Secretary Yang comes up to make me coffee every day, it's too tedious, right?" Gao Leng muttered, and nodded at Yang Guanguan, who came over from afar.
"Yes, considering that it is too cumbersome, Secretary Yang has an office with you." Director Zhang answered.
An office?! Gao Leng was taken aback, and looked at Yang Guanguan, who came over with coffee in the distance, and saw that she was still wearing a tight-fitting professional suit today, but today's clothes were light green.
Yang Guanguan is very suitable for light green, 25-year-old appearance, white and tall, and is also very suitable for this kind of professional suit, which is concave and convex and temperamental.
A small suit on the upper body, a deep V-neckline, a small white suspender belt inside, the button on the chest looks like it is about to burst at any time as usual, and the lower body is tight-fitting and hip-hugging small A-line skirt.
What kind of skirt is a small A-line skirt? It's the kind of skirt that has no skirt and hugs the hips tightly. Well, it's just tight and tight, buttocks hips hips, as for other details or something, don't care too much.
Black stockings as always, and white high heels came over.
"Mr. Gao is early, please." Yang Guanguan led the way in front of her with a cup of coffee in one hand, and Gao Leng looked at her back and couldn't help frowning.
An office with such a sexy secretary?! And
Gao Leng looked around, the general manager's office was at the other end, and there was a lounge that would hardly be anyone's in the middle
Isn't that right?!
The last time the sentence 'There is a slit in your thigh' made Yang Guanguan misunderstand herself, this time you can't let her misunderstand again, Gao Leng thought to himself, and hurriedly straightened his body and figured out his collar.
Walk to the front of the office door, the door is very large, the kind of two doors open, the use of mahogany carved door, which adds to the atmosphere and preciousness, too, the vice president often has to negotiate business, the office is the faΓ§ade.
A push, a huge screen at the door blocked the scenery behind, and there is a compartment of about 20 square meters on the side of the screen, next to the desk, there is also a computer and a pen holder on the table, the pens in the pen holder are pink, needless to say, this is where Yang Guanguan works.
You can see the space behind through the screen, which is very large.
Yang Guanguan put the coffee on his table with one hand, walked in with Gao Leng with the other, and said with a smile: "Mr. Gao, please, tell me if you are not satisfied." β
"Yes, yes, yes, if there's anything you need to adjust, tell us." When Director Zhang heard this, he hurriedly stretched out his hand in Gao Leng's other hand and bent down to greet him.
Bypassing the screen, it suddenly became clear.
Nearly 200 square meters of office, in the imperial capital, such a large office is staggering, Xingsheng is really atmospheric in this regard, and what is more comfortable is the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, the twenty-third floor is like a viewing platform, overlooking the city.
The interior decoration adopts Chinese classical decoration, to say that this office, or use Chinese style to look extravagant, of course, extravagant, the price of this mahogany furniture is here.
"Look, are you satisfied with this bookcase?" Director Zhang smiled and pointed to the mahogany bookcase with books on the entire wall, now there will be bookcases in the general manager's office, and they are all whole walls, whether you look at it or not, the books on the cabinet must be full.
The cold one is no exception, but the difference is that there is a blank space in the middle of the cabinet with a painting with a gold pen hanging on it.
At that time, Xingsheng had a total of three gold pen heads, and the other two were respected old reporters, Gao Leng felt that it was inappropriate, and the other two were well-known old reporters in the industry, and he was afraid that people would think he was too public, so he didn't let Director Zhang hang up.
Nowadays, the painting of the gold pen is hung in the middle of the cabinet, and the gold pen is the highest honor for reporters in Xingsheng Magazine, and it is hung on it in a dignified manner.
No more questioning and criticism.
"It's just a golden pen, which is a bit inconsistent with Mr. Gao's contribution to Xingsheng." Director Zhang shook his head helplessly: "Our magazine has to have a higher medal of honor." β
Not only will no one question and criticize, but on the contrary, this golden pen to describe Gao Leng is indeed too weak.
The golden pen is a good pen, and the manuscript can withstand the test, while Gao Leng not only made a good draft, but also brought a large number of advertisements and planned several complete continuous reports.
A golden pen is not enough to summarize Gao Leng's achievements.
"I'm very satisfied, it's nicely furnished." Gao Leng looked around, with Director Zhang's decoration and Yang Guanguan's decoration, the room was not only comfortable but also atmospheric, and it was indeed good to entertain various entrepreneurs and partners here.
Director Zhang was deeply relieved when he saw that Gao Leng was satisfied, and bent over: "Then I'll go and pack up the things in your office below, Manager Jian is going to move in." With that, he walked out softly and closed the door.
"Mr. Gao, coffee." Yang Guanguan gently put the coffee on the table and said, "I decided on a nearby restaurant, and I chose red wine and white wine, is it a meeting at noon today?" β
"Noon and night, there's it." Gao Leng picked up the coffee and took a sip, the taste was fragrant, and he nodded with satisfaction and asked, "Did you call Miss Tang, the HR manager of Tianren Media?" β
"Called, do you need me to pick it up?" Yang Guanguan looked at the time: "It's half past ten, and the table starts at 12 o'clock, right?" β
"I don't need you to pick it up." Gao Leng sat at the desk, and as soon as he did it, he felt two words: comfortable.
The huge leather swivel chair, sitting up and not tired of the lumbar spine, not to mention, looking to the left just to see the scenery outside the window, high-rise buildings, people can't help but feel a sense of pride.
Sitting in the position of vice president of Xingsheng is surging.
"Mr. Gao, is Miss Tang alone at noon?" Yang Guanguan stood in front of Gao Leng's office desktop and asked politely, Gao Leng glanced at her, only to see that in addition to being polite, she was also a little more vigilant in her eyes.
It can be seen that Gao Leng is already a rogue boss in her eyes.
Gao Leng nodded, didn't say much, thought to himself that he would see people's hearts for a long time, and he couldn't explain it clearly for a while.
"Who is it at night? I've got a number. Yang Guanguan shook his lips: "It's good to judge the amount of alcohol on the other side, after all, this is the first time to go out to socialize with Mr. Gao, and you know that you will win every battle." β
As he spoke, Yang Guanguan's hands were twisted together, looking very nervous.
Gao Leng couldn't help but smile when she heard this, patted her head and looked at Yang Guanguan, who was a little nervous, no wonder she was nervous, too, in the end, this is the first time Yang Guanguan has followed Gao Leng to socialize, as a secretary, she has not made much achievements in these days except for assisting the office director to arrange more than a dozen meetings for Gao Leng.
So much so that many colleagues began to say that she was a vase behind their backs.
Also, if it looks too sexy, it's easy for people to think it's a vase.
"At noon, I don't know how much Miss Tang drinks, I guess I have to drink a little, drink red." Gao Leng thought for a moment.
Yang Guanguan nodded.
"Evening" Gao Leng pondered slightly: "This meal in the evening can't be arranged near the company, arrange it a little farther, you can book another hotel." β
When Yang Guanguan heard this, he was a little puzzled, but he didn't say anything, nodded, and set it far.
"As for how much to drink at night, I don't know, by the way, can you drink?" Gao Leng asked.
"It's not very drinkable." Yang Guanguan wants to say that he is still resting.
"Oh, that night I drank it openly, yes, it was white." Gao Leng waved his hand.