Chapter 212: Your Taste

Liang Yuhong, the director of the personnel department at the main seat of the conference table, was introducing the attendance regulations of employees, and the originally very ordinary female voice reached Ye Yiyi's ears, and gradually turned into Lin Qingyu's clear and beautiful voice, and the voice said, "He likes you, he likes you since the first day of work, and he sends you home with gifts and breakfast, isn't he chasing you or what?" ......So, Ye Yiyi looked at Liang Yuhong, who was full of interest and seriousness, and was holding back the encouragement to give the first lesson to the new employees, and gave a smile with a sugar content of up to five pluses. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Liang Yuhong, who was "teaching" the newcomer very seriously, looked up, and suddenly saw the sweet and greasy smile, and was shocked for a moment and at a loss--Could it be that he was wrong? Or did you wear makeup today? Or is there a problem with the clothes? Where is the dew point of the skirt? Or what?

In short, no matter what it is, she must be making a fool of herself, otherwise the office director, why did she suddenly laugh like that?

Thinking of this, Liang Yuhong, who loves face and image very much, couldn't sit still, and never came back after going to the bathroom under the pretext, but just called another colleague to inform her that she suddenly felt unwell and asked for leave to go to the hospital, so she couldn't complete the training.

This is the first time that Comrade Liang Yuhong, who has always been active and conscientious in his work, has asked for leave and left early in more than two years of work......

Even more tragic than the head of the personnel department is the office staff Wu Jiao, who has always been involved in training before, and Director Sun didn't go to President Gu's office to attend the meeting in the afternoon, so the task of this training fell on Sun Lili's deputy Wu Jiao.

Originally, Wu Jiao, a little girl with little training experience, sat at the main seat of the conference table, surrounded by more than a dozen new colleagues who were completely strangers, and she was a little nervous.

She looked at the dozens of pages of entry rules and told herself vigorously, as long as she picked a few key points and read them out loud, it would take less than half an hour, no need to be nervous, no stage fright...... Finally this psychological construction has been almost done, and the regulations are being read more and more smoothly, and a third of the dozens of pages have been read, and victory is in sight, and Wu Jiao's heart has begun to relax.

With this relaxation, she raised her head to see the audience feedback of her training, but it was this look up that her efforts for half an hour were instantly broken.

Wu Jiao looked up, and the first thing she saw was Ye Yiyi sitting opposite her.

At this time, Ye Yiyi was thinking about the first time Chi Yuqiang came to his office, he was sitting next to her, his voice was gentle, his eyes lingering, and then, little by little, he pretended to approach inadvertently.

At that time, the president's office was still alone. In the quiet and empty environment, the two of them were so close to each other that in retrospect, it seemed that they could still smell the good smell of cologne and cigarette smoke on his body, a very manly smell that belonged to him......

Unconsciously, Wu Jiao's stereotypical and monotonous voice became Xin Xiaoqi's affectionate and melodious tone: "...... I miss your laughter, I miss your coat, I miss your white socks, and the smell of your body, I miss your kiss, and the faint smell of tobacco on my fingers......" Unconsciously, Ye Yiyi sang silently together with the voice and melody in her heart, and gradually, she sang more and more affectionately and devotedly.