Chapter 181 The road is not stable

  On the other side, Fang Yan was a little surprised when he saw the name sent by Shen Fei, but he agreed immediately

  —No way, Song Qingyou has a close relationship with the boss.

  If the minutes of the meeting are really bad, it’s not a big deal.

  If you directly refuse, then there will be problems.

  Song Qingyou brought a computer and notebook and entered the conference room ahead of time.

  Reminding meetings and arranging conference rooms are all the work of the secretarial department, so she naturally has to do them too.

  After the last chair was set, Song Qingyou suddenly felt someone behind her, and appeared at the window in a flash, avoiding the outstretched hand of the person behind.

   This man is a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes, with a big belly. He can be seen as an executive of the company at a glance.

   Being avoided by Song Qingyou, he didn't feel embarrassed, and looked at Song Qingyou with a smile:

   "Are you the new secretary in the secretary department?"

   "The little star who is filming the show?"

  Song Qingyou didn't respond.

   "So, there are cameras around?"

  The man took two steps forward, trying to get closer.

   "Tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk

  He didn't seem to pay attention to the camera at all, and he wanted to touch Song Qingyou when he spoke.

   "Don't look at the camera, it's not a live broadcast, so what if it's recorded? I have plenty of ways to get people to delete the video!"

  The man smiled evilly, "I think you look good, that's why I asked you to go to the reception with me, don't be ignorant!"

  Song Qingyou's clenched hand was about to move.

   Just as he was about to wait for him to stretch out his hand and take the opportunity to beat him up, he didn't expect someone from behind to grab his arm.

   "Mr. Tan, what are you doing?"

  Song Qingyou raised her eyes upon hearing the sound, and saw Yu Muhuai's cold face.

  The middle-aged man in front of him was startled by the sudden appearance of the voice, but when he turned around and saw that it was Yu Muhuai, his expression changed immediately.

   "What do you mean? Let me go!"

   "The new employees, how can they be so arrogant? Don't think that you are lawless just because you are big stars!"

  Not only did Yu Muhuai not let go, but he even folded the man's arm behind his back, causing the man to break out in a cold sweat from the pain, and he couldn't speak well.

   "I think Mr. Tan is lawless."

  He turned his back to Song Qingyou, his eyes narrowed slightly, and there was a coolness hidden in them, and his delicate face was so dark that water could drip out, as if he could explode and strangle people to death in the next second.

   Tan Jian was taken aback:

   "You, what do you want to do? This is a conference room! If you really want to do something, you will go to jail!"

  Yu Muhuai threatened in a voice that only two people could hear:

   "Stay away from her, or—"

  Before he finished speaking, several people appeared outside the meeting room door.

  Yu Muhuai let go of Tan Jian's hand, and winked at Song Qingyou, wanting her to leave quickly.

  Song Qingyou regretted not being able to beat Tan Jian down.

  When the door of the meeting room opened, Tan Jian was about to stare at the two of them to express his dissatisfaction, but Song Qingyou stretched her foot calmly.

  Tan Jian didn't look at his feet at all, and was tripped in an instant. With a'bang', he fell straight to the ground, face down.

  Accompanied by screams and groans, the group of people who came in were startled.

   Someone frowned on the spot, as if seeing Song Qingyou stretching her feet.

  Fang Yan, who was walking in the front, was standing on the steps in front of the meeting room, and no one could see it more clearly than him.

   But his first reaction was—

   "Why is the road unstable?"

   "Assistant Yu, please go and get the medicine box."

  Yu Muhuai did not refuse, and before leaving, he quietly said to Song Qingyou: "If they pursue responsibility, they will say it is me."

   Does this mean you want to take the blame for yourself?

  Song Qingyou was stunned, not understanding why Yu Muhuai did this.

  The people who came in heard Fang Yan say that Tan Jian was 'unsteady on the road', even if they saw something, they didn't make a sound.

  Only someone looked at Song Qingyou with dissatisfaction:

   "The one over there is the new secretary, right? Mr. Tan fell to the ground, why didn't he help him up?"

  Fang Yan felt that he was afraid to use such an orderly tone.

  He smiled and said, "Secretary Song is a girl with little strength, how can I let her help him up?"

   "I don't think Mr. Tan fell hard, and it's not like he can't get up by himself!"

   Tan Jian can indeed get up now.

   Originally, he also wanted to find fault with Song Qingyou, thinking that he could take the opportunity of being lifted up by her.

   I didn't expect Special Assistant Fang to say that.

  Tan Jian's plan fell through, and he stood up with the chair next to him, trying to smile at the other party, but when he pulled the corner of his mouth, he grinned in pain.

  Fang Yan stood on the stage and spoke first: "Okay, the meeting is about to start, everyone should take their seats first."

   "I hope Mr. Tan will not be so careless in the future."

   One sentence stopped Tan Jian from wanting to "accuse" Song Qingyou.

  As the assistant to the president who knows the group well, Fang Yan has heard more or less about what kind of person Tan Jian is in private. The characteristic of "lust" is undoubtedly the most frequent occurrence.

  Look at Song Qingyou's face that shines everywhere, how can he not guess what might happen?

  Fang Yan was thinking about whether to tell Jiang Zhihan about this, when Yu Muhuai came in with a medicine box.

   "I happen to be able to deal with wounds, Mr. Tan, why don't you let me help you."

  Yu Muhuai smiled gently.

   Tan Jian wanted to refuse, but before he could open his mouth, the person opposite had already taken out alcohol and started doing it.

   "Hiss—"

  Wherever he was in pain, Yu Muhuai would exert his strength wherever he was. Tan Jian's painful face was grim.

   Others saw that Special Assistant Fang didn't respond, so they also remained silent.

  People who just came in caught a glimpse of this scene and heard the news that Tan Jian accidentally fell, so most of them were gloating.

   After all the people for the meeting arrived, Yu Muhuai stopped, as if nothing had happened, and sat behind the supervisor of the warehouse management department.

   Without Tan Jian's gasping voice from time to time to attract attention, all the senior executives discovered that the secretary in charge of meeting minutes this time turned out to be a newcomer.

  Song Qingyou, who was sitting in the first position on the lower left of Fang Yan, attracted the attention of everyone for a while.

  Tan Jian has been "tortured" for so long, and he said bitterly:

   "What the **** is the secretarial department doing? This meeting is so important that a newcomer who just joined the company was asked to take notes?!"

   "Can they afford to have something missing?"

   "Mr. Tan." Fang Yan interrupted him, "I think I need to remind you that although Secretary Shen recommended the candidate for the meeting minutes, I also agree with him."

   "Tan always has any opinions on my work arrangement?"

  Since Jiang Zhihan seldom came to the company, Special Assistant Fang can be said to cover the sky with one hand!

  Tan Jian didn't dare to have an opinion, he immediately shook his head and said:

   "I just think that newcomers may not be very reliable. Since you agree, it must be fine..."

  In the conference room, many people lowered their heads for fear of laughing out loud.

  (end of this chapter)