Luo Bing is the manager of the planning department, and now that the employees in the planning department are spreading rumors, naturally, Luo Bing has to manage it. No matter what the reason, even if Qingcheng International is really facing an unprecedented storm, rumors are not allowed.
At this moment, the goddess-like colleagues dared not look at Luo Bing's cold eyes, as if one look would get them fired.
"Oh, I just remembered, I have a document that's not done yet!"
"Me too!"
"I still have a case from last week that I haven't finished, you guys chat!"
"..."
The women, consciously, headed back to their workstations. Damn it, if we don't work hard now, we'll really have to find a new job tomorrow.
Luo Bing's beautiful eyes glanced at Xiao Tianyu's workstation, and she asked Wen Xin, "He's not here yet?"
"No, he's probably stuck in traffic!" Wen Xin explained.
Traffic jam?
Does that guy even have a car?
