"Chairman Shen?"
Secretary Ding's voice sounded next to him, Shen Dongxing came back to his senses, Zhao Tingjie was raising his hand to ask him to continue.
——Time is precious, Shen Dongzhi's sprain can't delay Ruilin's visit.
Han Cheng originally wanted to take Shen Dongzhi to the doctor directly, but she refused, and Han Cheng couldn't resist her, so he had to complete the visit on her behalf.
At 12:00 noon, after meeting with Ruilin's high-level executives, the negotiation meeting was concluded successfully. Zhao Tingjie asked Han Cheng to send Shen Dongxing away, and went to the infirmary to look for Shen Dongzhi himself.
Outside the infirmary is a long corridor with French windows on three sides, which is very wide and large. There are white leather benches at one end, and a sightseeing elevator just outside the glass at the other end.
Shen Dongxing was inside.
As the elevator descended slowly, Shen Dongxing's eyes turned slightly, just in time to see Zhao Tingjie half-kneeling in front of Shen Dongzhi, who was sitting on the bench, moving his little feet with his eyes downcast, his ankles had already been smeared with medicine.
"Bah - take it easy!"
Zhao Tingjie frowned, isn't he light enough? He didn't touch it at all.
"I asked someone to ask, it's because the pre-meeting staff didn't tidy up, are they going to be fired?"
Shen Dongzhi nodded: "Okay."
Zhao Tingjie was stunned, he thought she would tell him not to fire, isn't it like this for little girls? , naively feel that leaving a ballpoint pen is not a big mistake.
Shen Dongzhi explained to him patiently: "Fortunately, I was the one who turned it down. Today, Secretary Ding also wore the stiletto shoes. What if she gets hurt? Every important meeting will have some accidents in the future. Can you still do it?" Are you doing business?"
"Besides, such an important meeting will leave something behind, which means that it must have been prepared a day in advance as required. Mr. Zhao, the so-called efficiency from top to bottom, have you been slack lately? That's why the people below are so careless in their work. ?"
Zhao Tingjie was rendered speechless by her words, feeling angry and helpless.
Could this be his fault?
It seemed that her foot was hurt, but her lips were not damaged at all.
Seeing that he didn't speak, Shen Dongzhi kicked the toe of his leather shoe with his good foot.
"Why don't you talk?"
Zhao Tingjie lowered his voice, "If you talk again, I'll carry you down."
Shen Dongzhi shut up.
Shen Dongxing at the other end couldn't help evoking a faint smile.
It turned out that she was so lively in private.
That's right, after all, she's just a little girl in her twenties.
*
Going home after a busy day, Shen Dongzhi's ankle was swollen like a bun even after taking the medicine.
Tang Weijun got a few traditional prescriptions for traumatic injury from nowhere, the medicine was so hot that Shen Dongzhi wailed in pain after applying it, and Han Cheng frowned at the table over there, only Tang Weijun could calm down and put it on. She was pressed on her leg, her big hands pressed tightly on her little ankle, and she couldn't move at all.

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