nt to sleep, and the wind and snow appeared in her mind again. Tonight's dream, she will appear again.in the early morning of the past, night thrill accompanied the children after breakfast, ready to...came to the president's office, Wen Li directly informed Feng Qianxue that she had transferred her post.

will no longer be responsible for the receptionist task, but go to the document office, specializing in document printing and sorting.

the wind has been here for so long, she also knows that the new position and the previous receptionist are the lowest jobs on the 68th floor.

the receptionist can see the president and senior executives at least every day. If they perform well or meet senior leaders in a good mood, they may have a chance for promotion.

and the job of document printing is tantamount to being left out in the cold.

every day I go to work in a small office, waiting for senior secretaries to send all kinds of electronic documents, print them out, sort them out, file them, and send them to the corresponding personnel.

there is no merit or fault, there is no chance of promotion, and it is not easy to make mistakes.

Feng Qianxue knows that she has not performed well during this period of time, and it is normal for her to be transferred.

so I didn't say anything, but I packed up and went to the file room.

there are three girls here, who are in charge of the same work as her. They just play with their mobile phones and slack off when they have nothing to do, and get busy as soon as a job comes.

when she saw the wind and snow coming, one of the girls said coldly, "this contact has come to us again. What a nuisance!"

"what are the related accounts"

"if you think about it, an ordinary receptionist always asks for leave from work and hasn't been fired yet. What is it if he is not a connected customer"

"that's right."

when he heard these discussions, Feng Qianxue did not speak, but just took his things and put them in place, looking at the study documents attentively.

here is very free, there is more time to study.

all morning, Feng Qianxue had almost nothing to do, printed a few documents to Wen Li, then sat in his place to read the materials, inadvertently learned about the new project through these documents.

it turns out that Ling found nightclub cooperation to develop the 2000 mu of land near Luhu Lake to create an international brand amusement park, alongside an amusement park such as Hotel Theme.

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it takes more than 40 billion yuan to build this project, and the Ling family cannot come up with so much money, so they are looking for Yue's cooperation.

of course, Night Thunder is also optimistic about this project, so the two families hit it off!

Feng Qianxue carefully read the relevant documents and found that the 2000 mu of land is not entirely open land, some of which need to be demolished, including Feng's seven factories and former homes.

in other places, Feng Qianxue didn't care, but she noticed at first glance about Feng.

although Feng has long been in the hands of Feng Shiyuan and several uncles, she is still surnamed Feng. Moreover, that is the foundation that her father worked hard to build, and that villa was specially built for her by her father.

is now occupied by the Feng Shiyuan family, and Feng Qianxue is already very uncomfortable. If I tear it down again, I'm afraid I won't even think about it.

"Wind thousand snow, wind thousand snow …"

A shout of displeasure interrupted Feng Qianxue's thoughts. She turned around and looked at her colleague. "what's the matter"

"what are you doing during office hours" The colleague glared at her angrily. "send these documents to Sister Wen."

"Oh, OK." Feng Qianxue hurriedly took the file and hurried out to find Wen Li.

Wen Li is arranging work tasks. Feng Qianxue comes to see her. She gestures to Feng Qianxue and so on.

Feng Qianxue stood by with the papers in her arms for 20 minutes. Wen Li continued to be busy without looking back at her.

Feng Qianxue was vaguely uneasy, and he couldn't help thinking whether he had inadvertently offended Wen Li.

"bring it!" Wen Li finally took the document, didn't even look at the wind and snow, and walked quickly to the president's office.

Feng Qianxue felt a little lost and was about to go back to his post when a familiar voice came: "Yo, isn't this Xiaofeng" I said, why didn't I see you today so you've been transferred "ived three minutes ago, and now all the directors are waiting in the conference room." But the night hasn't arrived yet. "in the middle of what the entourage had said, Wen Li pushed the door in and sa...