Song Xiang knew as soon as he heard that something was up, and said calmly, "We have some friendship."
"That's easy." Wang Yong smiled so hard that his face was filled with fat. He sat down next to Song Xiang and said, "Our company will have an auto show recently. Can you invite Director Duan?"
"Duan Xiangtian?" Song Xiang frowned, a little speechless, "It's not like he has never been here before. You know what kind of service you received at that time, how could you still come to the auto show?"
Wang Yong had an awkward smile on his face and changed his approach and said, "Of course, if Mr. Duan is not available, it would be great if Mr. Duan can come."
Song Xiang has had enough worries recently, and doesn't want to do anything for him anymore. His tone is a bit unkind, "I'll try my best, it's hard to date these people."
"With your words, I feel relieved."
Wang Yong rubbed his hands and prepared to stand up. He was hesitant to speak. When he turned around, he asked again seemingly casually.
"You should be very familiar with Mr. Yan, right?"
Song Xiang was shocked. This pig's appetite was too big. It was the border soldier's birthday and he actually wanted the emperor to come and reward him in person.
"Director, that's severe cold."
The corner of Wang Yong's mouth twitched, and he probably felt that he was being whimsical, so he laughed dryly and said, "Yes, yes, Mr. Yan, you must be very busy."
Song Xiang didn't even want to look at him anymore. She turned on the computer and pretended to be working.
Wang Yong was offended and walked away in disbelief.
As soon as he left, Song Xiang took out his cell phone and sent a text message to Gu Lian, planning to recruit a few people.
Her plan should be implemented, otherwise some people really think she is a soft persimmon who can be manipulated as they please.
Gu Lian didn't ask her what she wanted to do, and directly found fifteen people to give her, which was very generous.
When Song Xiang has someone, he feels confident when doing things.
She dug out internal information about Yan from her mailbox. When she left her job, the HR department did not check her personal mailbox.
When she first joined the company, she was involved in a financial dispute and almost got fired by her supervisor, but she managed to survive.
When I opened the email, I saw that it was the financial statement in question from five years ago, and the signature was the word "Song Xiang".
Song Xiang took a screenshot of part of it, then closed the computer and went to the tea room with his mobile phone.
Jiang Tingting happened to be touching up her makeup in the tea room. When she saw Song Xiang coming in, she glanced at her sideways and started teasing her tea talk again.
Song Xiang poured the water and walked to Jiang Tingting, "Is your makeup put on by your crippled hands?"
Jiang Tingting was stunned for a moment, a little confused. Song Xiang had completely ignored her before, but he actually provoked her so directly.
She breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Song Xiang, this is not Yan's headquarters, and you are no longer the secretary-general. How dare you..."
Before Jiang Tingting finished speaking, Song Xiang poured the water in her hand onto her face.
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With a frightening scream, Jiang Tingting jumped like a cat whose tail was stepped on.
Someone outside heard the commotion and came in. When they saw the scene, they guessed that a group of people usually couldn't stand Jiang Tingting, so now they all said something that was neither salty nor bland.
Jiang Tingting went completely crazy. She covered her face and walked out, scolding Song Xiang as she walked. If it hadn't been for her makeup, she would have fought Song Xiang on the spot.
Song Xiang stood there and put Jiang Tingting's cell phone on the table into her pocket while no one was paying attention.
Others thought she was angry, so you and I tried to persuade her with every word.
Song Xiang smiled instead of being angry, shrugged, and walked out of the tea room on high heels as if he didn't care, leaving everyone else confused.
She took Jiang Tingting's mobile phone and quickly left the company. She stood in the surveillance blind spot behind the flower bed and used Jiang Tingting's mobile phone to send a picture to Wenxin.
After doing this, she quickly deleted the message records and blocked Wenxin's mobile phone number to prevent Wenxin from calling back. She took Jiang Tingting's mobile phone back to the company and put it away where it was.
Jiang Tingting didn't know what she had done. After putting on her makeup, she went to Wang Yong and cried. She just cried again after applying makeup.
Wang Yong was seeking help from Song Xiang, but he was not in the mood to avenge Jiang Tingting, so he sent her away in a few words.
Jiang Tingting had nowhere to vent her emotions, so she had no choice but to make Song Xiang unhappy.
Song Xiang held a cup of scalding hot water in front of her, raised her eyebrows and said, "Isn't your foundation waterproof?"
Jiang Tingting covered her face, stared at Song Xiang, stamped her foot heavily, turned around and left.
Song Xiang hummed in disdain and sat back to work. The phone vibrated immediately. The sender of the message was Zhao Zhe.
——Sister Xiang, what you asked me to check is basically clear. This is the person who helped Wang Yong handle his performance.
Song Xiang opened the email and was surprised when he saw the photo above.
She knew this person. He had stayed at the headquarters before and was transferred because he made mistakes. Unexpectedly, he was still restless after being transferred.