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Chapter 11 Comprehensive nursing homes?

After arriving at the General Department, I encountered no trouble. The supervisor was a thirty-five or six-year-old sister with a surname of Yang. She had a gentle personality, with about twelve or three employees, most of whom were the same age as Han Qian. The deputy supervisor was older, about about forty, and a very greasy uncle.

Han Qian was observing the atmosphere of the General Department all morning.

idle!

Very idle!

There was basically no one busy. Occasionally, he would send some documents to other departments, and then there was nothing else. Those who watched movies and those who played games played games did not make Han Qian feel comfortable and comfortable. Now he was not qualified to enjoy these things. He wanted to go to the planning department. Only in the planning department could he find opportunities. In the planning department, it was like a battlefield, and it seemed like a nursing home.

After noon, they didn't seem to have any intention of going for lunch. Han Qian stood up and whispered to ask how to solve the lunch here.

"Hungry? Let's go together, I don't want to go."

This colleague seemed easy to talk to. The two of them met on the way to the first-floor restaurant after leaving the Comprehensive Department, which was a simple exchange. The young man's surname is Su, Mingliang, who is a few months younger than Han Qian. He has just arrived in the company for two months, so he doesn't know what specific work the Comprehensive Department will do.

Printing a few documents every day is considered a job, but Sister Yang is very busy every day, and everyone doesn’t know what they are busy with.

I met Song Jing, the manager of the Personnel Department in the restaurant. The two of them greeted him with a smile. Rong Yao’s meal was good. Han Qian asked for a portion of rice and Su Liang’s bowl of beef noodles. When the two were about to start chopsticks, Song Jing came over with two bottles of juice.

When the juice was placed in front of Han Qian, Song Jing asked with a slightly embarrassed look on her face.

"Han Qian··Actually, Mr. Yan is a very good person. I heard that you were transferred to the General Department. I am very embarrassed. I gave you a contract to the Planning Department, but the General Department is also very good. The department established by Mr. Yan after he came to the company, he was very idle when he was not working. Once he was busy, it would not be a small matter. If you don't want to stay, I will transfer you to the Planning Department in a few days."

Han Qian smiled faintly.

"It's best to go to the planning department. You can't go or force it. Going to the comprehensive department was an order issued by President Yan in the morning. I can't refuse it either. I just want to work hard while I'm young and study. If possible, I'll bother Manager Song."

Song Jing shook her head with a smile.

"It's okay, this is my job, so you can eat first, I still have something to do."

What could happen at noon? Han Qian smiled and nodded, got up to send Song Jing away. When he sat down again, Su Liang looked at the two bottles of juice on the table and said softly.

"Brother Qian'er doesn't like being in the general department? His life is free and his salary is higher than that of other departments. Why bother to go to the planning department to get into trouble? Don't you say that I didn't ask, I'm not interested in this anyway. I just want to know what misunderstandings between Brother Qian'er and Mr. Yan have, hehe."

Han Qian smiled helplessly.

"I was not familiar with him when I first came to the company. I almost got hit by Mr. Yan. I didn't know Mr. Yan at that time, so I had a big fight."

After speaking, Su Liang's face changed. He asked and leaned forward and said in a low voice.

"A few days ago, someone started fighting with Mr. Yan at the elevator door. I heard that he had pulled Mr. Yan's hair. Brother Qian'er is not you, right?"

"If you say it was Friday, I should be right. Stop gossiping, just have a meal."

"Brother Qian'er is a real hero!"

Su Liang added a sentence and lowered his head to eat noodles. He looked like he was not worried about being implicated at all. He didn't know whether he was heartless or easy-going, but Han Qian couldn't laugh. He suddenly thought about whether Song Jing from the Human Resources Department came to help President Yan to make a cliché. If so, he would suffer. Yan Qingqing would never let him go to the Planning Department.

Very melancholy!

In fact, Han Qian guessed that Song Jing left the restaurant and ran to the general manager on the 14th floor, stood outside the door and took a deep breath and pushed the door in.

"Yan..."

Without saying the second word, a folder was lost and wiped Song Jing's waist, scaring Song Jing so much that she stood there and didn't dare to move. Yan Qingqing gritted her teeth and said angrily with anger in her eyes.

"The Planning Department has raised a group of waste? This is the plan they gave? They think others are fools. As long as this project is settled on our heads, enjoying us during bidding will kill us. Build his grandmother's whistle commodity building. He goes to buy this pedestrian street? Go to the pedestrian street to watch the plane take off?"

Song Jing picked up the documents on the ground and sent them back to the desk, then stepped back five or six steps and stood far away. Yan Qingqing sighed and dialed a phone number. It would be fine if she didn't call the phone, but she became even more devastated after learning the result.

Vice President Wen of Changxiang used his family's relationship to solve the problem. If Changxiang couldn't be the surrender, it was Honor's turn. There were only two large real estate companies in the city. The yamen would never look for those small companies, and small companies would not touch this hot potato.

Yan Qingqing took off all her strength and put her chin on the desk and looked at Song Jing pitifully.

"Sister Song, what should I do? Now I'm going to have an imperial edict to give us glory to take over this hot potato. I will definitely lose money in business. Forget it, I'll ask you in vain."

Song Jing smiled awkwardly and lowered her head and whispered.

"Mr. Yan, this project and planning are not my strengths, you should ask Vice President Kang."

"He? He wished I could go down early. By the way, I asked you to ask Han Qian what happened. I was a little sad to get him to the General Department."

Yan Qingqing seemed to have no strength at all and was powerless when she spoke. Song Jing recalled Han Qian's appearance just now and replied softly.

"I checked this person's affairs. His education was fake and he got involved in Changxiang Group. In less than a year, he became famous in Changxiang Planning Department. Later, he seemed to be a private consultant for someone. He still wanted to go to the Planning Department, but it was not very strong and had a maturity that was not in line with his age."

"Planning Department? I want to burn the planning department now. He goes to burn himself? Alas? He knows planning?"

"I seem to know a little during the interview conversation."

"I understand, go and do it. Tell Xiao Yangjia to inform the planning department that the people are making a planning letter. The project department will give me a reply early. If you can't do it, don't go home. Remember to prepare dinner for them."
Chapter completed!
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