Mr. Dior

CHAPTER 54: (3)

The two returned to the president's office, and Yu Yuan, who had been notified, was waiting at the door with the documents.

Jiao Qi sat down and began to deal with business affairs, no longer paying attention to the prince Prince. Zhang Dazheng rushed to Xiaojiao's wife for half a while and couldn't get a response, so he honestly lowered his head to work.

The influence of Tojo's father's live broadcast a few days ago has greatly increased the traffic of Bajiao's live broadcast. The platform also kept up with the trend to add "old cadre condolences" time-limited gifts, which were more expensive than the usual most expensive 9999 yuan reward, which required 23,333 yuan. Throwing this gift to the anchor will drop the full-screen Heavenly Girl's scattered flower Jiao Dad emoji package with the voice effect "No relationship with this woman comrade".

Limited-time gifts, only for one month, local fans have bought positively, and the reports over the past few days are very beautiful. Jiao Xi was very satisfied and decided to give an incentive bonus to the operation department of Bajiao Live.

"President, would you like to give me a bonus too?" Yu Yuan took the document approval, squatted down and smashed the table to sell Meng.

"What bonus are you giving?" Jiao Xi raised an eyebrow.

"I ran more than twenty trips to Shijing this month, and the working time increased by 0.5 times, and I lost 3 pounds." Yu Yuan laid his chin on the table, showing that he had reduced three layers to two.

"Well, you are really working hard," Jiao Qi nodded, "I will give you 5,000 bonus this month."

"Thank you, President!" Yu Yuan stood up in excitement, picked up the documents and left, and just walked two steps, suddenly felt wrong. At 5,000 yuan, it was Zhang Chenye's monthly “photographing” subsidy, which was confiscated by Mr. Jiao just two days ago. After talking for a long time, I didn't make much money.

"Then give you four thousand?" Jiao Qi glanced at him.

"No, no, five thousand is good." Yu Yuan quickly waved his hand and glanced at President Zhang with a pity.

However, the busy prince does not receive the eyes of the fat man. He is only interested in sweet blood and does not like pork belly.

As soon as the pork belly left the office holding the file, Jiao Qi's phone rang and it was Li Shuaihua.

"Your secretary can't get through to the phone, so I'll call you." Li Shuai explained. Business appointments, no matter how familiar, he will call the other secretary to make an appointment. As the same boss, he knows how tight the usual schedule is.

"He just came downstairs, probably in the elevator."

Li was handsome, and asked Jiao Qi if he had time today. He wanted to come and talk about something.

"I'm in Shijing. You don't have an appointment today. Come here." Jiao Qi felt that someone was staring at him, then he looked up at Zhang Chenyi, and gave him a lip-shape-Li handsome.

"Ah, you're in Shijiu. That's right, I have an appointment with him, and it's just a matter of talking together." Li Shuai said he hung up within half an hour.

Jiao Qi glanced at Zhang Chenzhang's itinerary, and he did have an appointment with Li Shuai this morning.

Hearing the news, the prince was very upset and even forgot about it: "He will be here in a while and you will hide under my desk."

"... Why?" Jiao Qi looked at the spacious boss table and the two long legs in suit pants under the table. Imagine waiting for Li Shuai to come over and see him squatting under Zhang Chenzheng's table. The picture ... nothing.