The two walked out of the office amidst the prodding and murderous looks of their male and female colleagues.
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Since Zhou Qi succeeded, other male colleagues have also begun to make moves.
No matter what happened, he would run to Yu Keqing's desk.
"Good luck, there's a new Italian restaurant opened near the company. I have a VIP card. When are we free, can we try it together?" The person who spoke was the second handsomest guy in the office.
Another male colleague interrupted him, "What's so delicious about Italian food? But Qing, why not go to my friend's place to eat Japanese food. The seafood there is flown in from Japan every day, and it's very delicious."
"Just because you think it's not delicious, it means that everyone in the world thinks it's not delicious."
"Japanese seafood is recognized as a delicacy and is closest to Chinese tastes."
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The two men started to fight each other by saying something to each other.
Yu Keqing was complaining in her heart. She went out with Zhou Qi yesterday, which already caused public outrage.
In this situation, those women would probably want to cut her into pieces.
What to do, how to solve this thorny problem. Yu Keqing was thinking about how to save herself.
A cold voice broke her contemplation. "Do you regard the office as a street? How unbecoming is it to quarrel openly here!"
The person speaking was none other than Yu Keqing's boss, director of the marketing department Zhao Rubing.
Zhao Bingru looks to be in her forties, with a gorgeous face, well-maintained, smooth and fair skin, and a pair of simple and serious glasses on her nose. Her long black hair is tied into a solemn bun at the back of her head.
, slim and even figure.
In fact, she can be regarded as a beauty, but unfortunately, as her name suggests, she always has a cold face.
Because of her weird temper, sharp style, and unsmiling attitude, everyone in the marketing department is afraid of her.
Hearing the "dong-dong" sound of her high heels made me feel sick in my heart.
The two people were immediately silent, standing there like logs.
Zhao Rubing's eyes drifted out of the clear and transparent lenses, and he looked at them with a look that could pierce people: "The company didn't hire you to chat. If you have free time to bicker, why not put more focus on work. Everyone gives
I'll write a review and put it in my office."
The two male colleagues lowered their heads and answered respectfully, "Yes."