Cheng Ya slowly came to the glass door of the vice president's office, plucked up her courage, and then knocked on the door tremblingly and scared The colleagues in the administrative department behind her, all of them stopped their movements, looking at Cheng Ya's nervous and sweaty side face, they couldn't help but be angry, funny and worried, "I heard" An administrative colleague put down the folder, hugged his shoulders and whispered, "Listen to Yilian in the secretary's room, when she pushed the coffee cart into the office, looking at their atmosphere inside is so stiff, it is estimated that it is not like the company's legend, they must be resentful of what little secretary they contain."
"If it's a grudge, then she's finished" A colleague has a little sympathy for Cheng Ya, because this girl looks thin, honest and lovely, and she must be used to being bullied, so she is always very patient, "come in" There was a slow and powerful voice from Han Wenlei Cheng Ya heard Han Wenlei's voice, her blood surged up, and she was so nervous that the sweat on her forehead was dripping, she first took a breath again, and then pressed the button next to the glass door, and the glass door of the office spread out in both directions, Cheng Ya stood in front of the office door again, looking at the gorgeous place, her brain banged, confused, and didn't dare to go in Sophie walked into the administrative department with the document to find the administrative manager to sign, and saw Cheng Ya standing in front of the office door at a glance, that nervous look, she said "um", frowned and said: "You go in quickly, don't let the vice president wait for you" Cheng Ya had to bite her lower lip, step inside, the glass door behind her was immediately closed, and Cheng Ya's heart was cold, and she turned her head nervously, Seeing that Han Wenlei was still sitting at the desk, holding a pen and reading documents, frowning and not raising his head, Cheng Ya first glanced at him precautionarily, and then cautiously took a step forward, came to Han Wenlei's desk, and called "Vice President" softly, "Hmm" Han Wenlei still didn't raise his head, Cheng Ya looked at his cold attitude, but became more nervous, she asked softly and tentatively: "Vice President, you called me in, do you have any instructions" Han Wenlei finally put down the pen in his hand, Then he raised his head and looked at Cheng Ya who changed into an old-fashioned and ugly white shirt and black suit suit, and put on a pure white suit and skirt, with a platinum placket from the secretary's office hanging in front of the placket, but also a bit of posture, it was the black-framed glasses, which made people look troubled Han Wenlei is an aesthetician, there is not necessarily anything imperfect, he hesitated for a while, then stood up quietly, the rotating leather chair only turned around behind him, and others had already walked around to the desk, and even hugged their shoulders very casually, leaning on the edge of the desk, Looking at Cheng Ya up close, Cheng Ya took a small step back nervously, and continued to stand with her head down, the atmosphere became a little stiff, Han Wenlei raised his eyebrows, he didn't like her attitude, so he called domineeringly, "Come here" Cheng Ya didn't dare to move, her feet were like nails to the floor, "I called you over, did you hear it" Han Wenlei raised his voice slightly.Cheng Ya's eyes were messy, and finally she had to take small steps forward nervously, the distance between the two of them was only a few centimeters, and she could even smell the perfume emanating from Han Wenlei's body, like a terrible infatuation, surrounding herself