Manager Wu's flustered look left Ji Xiaoyue at a loss. She stood in front of the pantry for a few seconds without saying a word in surprise.
When Ji Xiaoyue returned to the secretary's office with a cup of coffee, Ye Huanyan had already turned off the music and started working seriously.
Seeing that Ji Xiaoyue was in a daze, she couldn't help but ask, "Did you see a ghost in the pantry? You didn't even have a soul when you came back … "
Hearing this, Ji Xiaoyue came back to her senses and frowned. "I just met Manager Wu. When he saw me, it was as if he saw a ghost. Is there a ghost on my back? Let me see. "
Her words sent a chill down Ji Xiaoyue's spine. Ye Huanyan rolled her eyes at her.
"What nonsense are you talking about? Manager Wu is a scumbag. After what happened last night, he didn't run away when he saw you. How much mental fortitude does he have? I think he'll have to resign in two days. "
"Huh?"
Seeing that she was in a daze, Ye Huanyan had no choice but to tell her everything that happened last night at the entrance of the residential area. "I think this person has bad intentions. You should avoid interacting with people like this in the future. You won't even know if you've been tricked or taken advantage of."
Following Ye Huanyan's words, her scattered memories gradually pieced together. It was as if a string had suddenly connected in her brain. Everything that happened last night came back to her.
"F * ck … I can't believe he's that kind of person!"
Ji Xiaoyue slammed the coffee cup on the table and the coffee inside splashed all over the table. She clenched her fists angrily. "No wonder he ran away when he saw me. I didn't think of it earlier. If I did, I'd tear him apart!"
"Calm down. Fortunately, nothing serious happened last night."
Speaking of this, the anger in Ji Xiaoyue's eyes eased.
So last night, it was Ling Han who appeared to resolve the situation. Her fixed image of that scumbag suddenly took a 180-degree turn at this moment.
For the whole morning, Ji Xiaoyue compared the documents sent by her subordinates and cursed Manager Wu's ancestors. During this time, she did not stop cursing.
When it was almost time for the lunch break, Ye Huanyan finally couldn't take it anymore. She slowly exhaled and said, "Xiao Yue, you should think of something better. If you curse again, are we still going to eat lunch today?"
Ji Xiaoyue blinked angrily. Then, she thought about it.
"That's right, we can't ruin our mood for lunch. But Manager Wu, that son of a bitch, I'll spit in his face when I see him in the future."
Ye Huanyan sighed helplessly and got up to leave the desk.
"You can take your time scolding. I'll go deliver the documents."
"Wait a moment, I still have three completed comparisons here. Help me send them in together to President Ling."
Seeing Ye Huanyan's graceful figure enter the president's office, Ji Xiaoyue's gloomy expression inexplicably improved.
During this period of time, she had seen the change in Ling Han's attitude towards Ye Huanyan. Did he suddenly become enlightened and want to make up for it? Or was his soul cast out of his body?
In any case, this was a good sign for Ye Huanyan, and it was also a good sign for her. After all, she now had a studio with a high salary and low labor costs thanks to her best friend. She couldn't just watch her best friend suffer while she enjoyed it.
In the president's office, Ye Huanyan skillfully placed a thick stack of documents in her hands on Ling Han's desk.
"These are a few proposals sent by the planning department, including the final revision of the company's development plan before the end of the year sent by the first planning department, as well as the amendments to the various artist management plans and the company's regulations made by the second planning department …"
"Okay." Ling Han nodded and picked up the topmost document to flip through.
Ye Huanyan stood there for a while, feeling a little uneasy.
"President Ling, if there's nothing else, I'll go out first …"
"Are you busy with something?" Ling Han raised his head and looked at her expressionlessly.
"Uh … not at the moment."
Ling Han lowered his head again, his pen circling the document as he ordered without looking up.
"Make a cup of coffee and sit down for a while. I'll finish reading soon."
Ye Huanyan reacted for a few seconds, then responded and quietly walked to the independent pantry in Ling Han's office to make coffee.
The aroma of the coffee gradually filled the entire office. Ling Han had always been very particular about these things. He had specific requirements for the coffee. The coffee machine was also a high-end custom-made coffee machine. Fresh coffee beans were ground into powder in the machine, then mixed with hot water, boiled and filtered little by little, and finally dropped into the coffee cup drop by drop.
"President Ling, coffee."
"Okay."
Ling Han casually picked up the cup of coffee that Ye Huanyan put in his hand and tasted it. His expression changed, and he frowned at Ye Huanyan. "Warm?"
Ye Huanyan was stunned for a few seconds. "Last time you said … cold coffee tastes better … so I just put some ice in it. Is it not cold enough?"
Ling Han was speechless. He looked at the cup of cold coffee in his hand and felt very conflicted.
He coughed dryly, put the cup of coffee aside, and asked casually,
"Has the company started preparing for the year-end holiday for artists and employees?"
Ye Huanyan's butt had just touched the sofa when she heard him speak, so she jumped up from the sofa.
Ling Han frowned and glanced at her. He looked a little unhappy.
"Why are you so surprised? Sit down. "
Ye Huanyan could only sit down silently. She organized her words and replied seriously,
"The planning department hasn't informed us yet. The company has a lot of activities this year, and the artists have a lot of work to do. More than 10% of the artists have their work scheduled until the end of next year. I'm afraid it will be a little difficult to have a year-end holiday like before. After all, some of the contracts have already been signed, so it's not good to change it at the last minute."
When Pleasure Group was first established, it had the benefit of taking all the company's employees on a holiday before December. However, after Ling Han took over the company, the company's artists developed and became more popular. Most of the A-listers did not have the time to participate in activities. The most obvious was the trip to Tahiti in December of the previous year. Except for a few A-listers who just happened to have time, the rest of the A-listers in the company were all invisible and newcomers.
Ling Han frowned. He was a little unhappy when he thought of the situation a year ago.
This was a tradition of Pleasure. When it was first established, it was to let the artists and the company's employees get to know each other. This way, they could work together in front of the stage and behind the scenes. Although it had developed into a face-saving project, it was still Pleasure's corporate culture. It was also a good opportunity to attract attention.
"It will be held as usual this year. Check the itinerary. As of today, the artists whose schedules are full in December can not be considered, but the rest can't be missed. I'll leave this matter to you."
"Me?" Ye Huanyan pointed at her nose in disbelief. "I … am not suitable, right?"
She was a secretary. Her main responsibility was to help Ling Han organize the documents, share the work pressure, and improve work efficiency. However, she had never been in charge of planning an activity by herself.
Ling Han glanced at her. "Your ears are fine. I'll leave this matter to you."
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