C5 Zhao Jingsan Who Had Been Bullied All the Time
Faang Yongtai, the other deputy director of the office, laughed disdainfully and said, "Hehehe, I'm sure Zhao was punished by his wife to sleep in the living room again last night. Look at his eyes. They are like national treasures. That's why he forgot to boil water! "
Although Lee Xiaolu bullied Zhao Shensan, she also looked down on the arrogant Faang Yongtai. She rolled her eyes at him and said, "You still have the face to laugh at the world. Zhao has never brought Blood Daozi to work. Unlike some people who are always' caught by cats'! "
Big Sister Huang, who was in charge of the files, was so amused that she giggled." She laughed." Alright, alright. You guys, if you don't bicker, you won't be able to continue! Actually, Zhao is really a good colleague. We should be content with being in the same office as him. Don't always bully others for no reason. "
"Hehe, it's fine. You're welcome to bully him! The more you bully, the stronger you get, right? "
Zhao Shensan had already returned with boiling water. When he heard this, he laughed.
The phone rang. Faang Yongtai was the closest to him, so he picked it up. He put down the phone and said to Zhao Shensan with jealousy, "Comrade Zhao, Chief Jiang wants to see you!"
Zhao Shensan quickly ran to Jiaang Haibo's office next door. Faang Yongtai said with disdain again, "Che! He waited on Director Jiaang all day. He was just a soldier. I don't see any rewards for him!"
Walking into Director Jiaang's office, Zhao Shensan quickly made tea for Jiaang Haibo without waiting for instructions.
"Zhao, the company is holding a cultural and educational meeting the day after tomorrow. Director Zheng has already gone to the company to invite the general manager to preside over the meeting. Take out the first draft of Director Zheng's speech today and give it to me at the latest at night. I changed it and printed it tomorrow. "
Jiaang Haibo instructed.
"Okay, then I'll write it now."
"Eh? What happened to your eyes? Didn't sleep well last night? Oh, right, I forgot to ask you. I heard you sent Director Zheng back last night?"
" Uh... that... that Director Zheng... She didn't... Oh, Director Zheng might have fallen asleep last night. I didn't ask me to send her home until eleven o'clock. I had dark circles under my eyes because I was having an argument with Liu. So... "
When he suddenly heard Jiaang Haibo ask about what happened last night, Zhao Shensan, who had a guilty conscience, stood up with a flushed face. It took him a while to calm himself down, but he pushed the blame of not sleeping well onto his wife, Liu.
"Hehehe, you brat, let's see if you can spoil your wife to the heavens! Go, go, go, quickly write. I don't care if you knelt on the washboard last night or not. If I don't get my speech script tonight, it won't do!"
Zhao Shensan was afraid that his wife would be famous in the entire company, so Jiaang Haibo did not doubt it at all. He smiled and waved his hand to let him go.
Zhao Shensan was a formal university graduate, and his writing skills had always been extraordinary. That was why Jiaang Haibo kept him in the office. In fact, he was very selfish!
Because as the office director, he understood how important it was to have someone who could write materials under him. Usually, he seemed to think highly of Zhao Shensan, and he would give Zhao Shensan all the big materials. However, he did not give them to the deputy team leader, Faang Yongtai. This made Faang Yongtai jealous of Zhao. It was because Faang Yongtai's uncle, Yang Qianli, was a Deputy Director from the Planning Department. Once Faang Yongtai showed his talent, he would not be able to suppress him!
However, Zhao Shensan was different. This young man had no background and no ambition. In the first few years, he seemed to have some spirit, but he had polished it for a while. Now, he was very useful! He handed over the materials to Zhao to write. After writing, he slightly modified them. He didn't even need to change them. He could openly hand them over to the leader in the name of writing. The leader was satisfied. Wouldn't the position of office director become more stable?
Zhao Shensan accepted the mission and knew that it was personally used by Director Zheng. Naturally, he didn't dare neglect it. He didn't even dare to go home for lunch. Bubble! It's time! One bowl of noodles was enough, and he had been working on it for the whole day. Finally, he handed it over to Director Jiaang before he got off work in the afternoon.
The next day, Jiaang Haibo walked into Director Zheng's office with a script and said with a smile, "Director Zheng, I have the script for your speech tomorrow. You see, it is not suitable for me to revise it."
"Yes, put it there."
Director Zheng was reading a document when he heard Jiaang Haibo come in. He smiled and said.
Her smile stunned Jiaang Haibo, who had followed her for three years. Because in these few years, it was the first time he saw Director Zheng's face glowing red and white.
"Director Jiaang, our department has such a heavy material task. Didn't you ask our employees to help you get the first draft? It doesn't make sense to work alone!"
Director Zheng seemed to be in a good mood. He actually asked to warm himself up.