Well, yes, when some gluttons are satisfied.

Hey, she was really having a meeting, and she was thinking about something, so she quickly sat upright.

Qiao Ling didn't answer the phone. Shangshi was another large group company that needed to make an appointment to meet the senior management. She didn't want to go there in vain. She thought about it and glanced around. It was already working hours and there were no one.

She quietly arrived at the president's elevator entrance, took out her cell phone and browsed it. Ding, the elevator drove, and she quickly got in.

It feels like being a thief.

The sixty-sixth floor arrived all at once.

Jin Aini got out of the elevator and headed towards the president's office.

When she arrived at the office room area, she didn't see Qiao Ling, so she was stopped. She reported her name, "It was Assistant Qiao who asked me to come and sign."

The little assistant knew about this, and Assistant Qiao had specially reminded her: "Are you Mr. Jin from Kangda?" Jin Aini nodded.

In her impression, she should be an old woman wearing a cheap black career suit.

Why... the little assistant looked at her like an inquiry.

Today, Jin Aini is not as usual. Although she wears glasses, she has endless simple and thin glasses. These glasses are not only not ugly, but also enhance people's temperament.

A head of fluffy black silk-like hair was tied up on the top of the head, tied into a loose bun, wearing a light green mid-length thick wool coat, with a brand-name, with a fine texture and exquisiteness.

The lower pair of pencil pants, the legs are stuffed into short boots, making the legs look long and light.

The whole person is exquisite and bright, just like the senior elite white-collar workers working in this high-end commercial office building, fashionable, elegant, exquisite and graceful.

She put her hands in the wool coat bag, and when she waited for someone, she looked gentle and casual. For a moment, in the eyes of a group of little assistants, she turned out to be a beautiful beauty with a bright temperament.

The morning meeting is over.

Qiao Ling followed the boss and quietly looked towards the office.

When she saw the figure of the woman, she suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that this woman could not wait to leave.

She saw her, and the big boss saw it too.

Just when he turned over from the elevator entrance, Shang Yunqian saw it.

A look of surprise appeared behind the golden silk glasses, but the surprise was too short and no one caught it.

With long legs and light feet, Shang Yunqian walked straight to his office.

When he passed by Jin Aini, he seemed to have not seen her.

Kangda is already a subsidiary of Shangshi.

When he met the company's president, Jin Aini hurriedly avoided the side and saluted. It turned out to be the big president, and she was so arrogant that she was disdainful of minions like her, and Yu Guang even owed her.

Jin Aini curled her lips secretly.

Shang Yunqian has entered the office.

Qiao Ling signaled her to wait.

Jin Aini nodded, OK.

Qiao Ling put the meeting minutes, today's itinerary, and important documents that need to be signed in front of him one by one.

"Mr. Shang, these are the work contents today."

Shang Yunqian raised his eyes.

Qiao Ling took a few steps back, "Mr. Shang, are there any missing ones?"

Shang Yunqian helped off his glasses and said nothing.

Qiao Ling couldn't figure out what he meant.

But a trace of displeasure flashed by and was caught by Qiao Ling.

Her brain reacted quickly, as if it wasn't a job, it was... When she thought of the person outside the door, she immediately understood and immediately turned straight, "I'll let her come in and sign the autograph."

Sure enough, the big boss relaxed his expression and looked down at the documents on the table.

Qiao Ling quickly came out, walked to the desk of the assistant's office responsible for finance, knocked, "Get Kangda's salary list."

"Yes, Assistant Joe."

Qiao Ling took the workbook and turned around: "Come with me!"

Jin Aini didn't move.

Employees of a small subsidiary pay their salary and sign a name, so do they want to go to the president's office?
Chapter completed!