Son, This Is Your CEO Daddy

"The president ~ the president is looking for me?" The manager of the power supply department was startled when he heard Lin Yang's words. Generally speaking, employees of his own level are not eligible to directly meet the person of Jiang Mochuan's status.

If there is anything, there will be a dedicated person who will send an email to the department to assign tasks, unless there is a very urgent matter, it will also be reported by Lin Yang.

But today, Lin Yang came to tell himself that Jiang Mochuan was going to meet him directly, which made the manager a little flattered.

"President, the person is here." Lin Yang took the person to the door of the office, and first entered the office to report to Jiang Mochuan.

Jiang Mochuan did not look away from the documents on the table, and nodded: "Well, call in."

"Chief~Chief~President." The manager of the power supply department saw Jiang Mochuan, as if there was a strong aura in Jiang Mochuan's body pressing against him.

It's overwhelming.

"What's the matter with the power supply of the translation department?" Jiang Mochuan raised his head and asked the middle-aged man standing in front of his desk.

"The power of the translation department?"

"Didn't the president tell me that the director over there came and cut me off first?" The manager of the power supply department was confused by Jiang Mochuan's question.

Obviously, the director of the translation department found his own power supply department and told him that the president should cut off the power supply of the translation department first, saying that if the wire exploded, he should cut off the power and ask someone to repair.

"So, is the director of the translation department telling you what I meant?" Jiang Mochuan frowned, which was obviously holding a chicken feather as an arrow.

Don't say that I have never said this to cut off the power of the translation department. I have not even spoken to the director of the translation department.

Lin Yang did the recruitment of these employees. If Chen Xi hadn't been watching the surveillance all the time after she went to the translation department, otherwise she wouldn't know if she would know that there would be such a number one person until she got old and retired.

"Yeah, the director over there also said, President, if you come down: I don't dare to keep on hearing it." The middle-aged man looked very nervous, after all, it was the first time I saw Jiang Mochuan.

I have always heard others say that Jiang Mochuan is cold and ruthless, and basically rarely communicates with people: The manager of the power supply department feels that Jiang Mochuan is a little bit colder and less talkative, and he is not as cold as everyone said?

Could it be that everyone confessed to the president by mistake?

Is this the true president of the company in front of him?

"Okay, you go back to work first." Jiang Mochuan lowered his head again and turned his gaze back to the paper on the table.

When the uncle of the power supply department heard Jiang Mochuan's words, he couldn't wait to turn around and leave the office.

"Lin Yang, stare at the translation department first, be careful that Madam is in trouble over there."

"By the way, go to the translation department to remind you of the translation documents for the meeting at noon today." After Jiang Mochuan and other uncles of the power supply department left, they rang the call bell in their hands and said after Lin Yang came in.

"Yes." Lin Yang didn't have the right to ask too much. Jiang Mochuan asked him to do what he did.

Despite this, Lin Yang was still full of doubts, not knowing what Jiang Mochuan was up to.

But immediately thinking that Chen Xi had transferred to the translation department, Lin Yang was also relieved.

It is normal for Jiang Mochuan to be a person who spoils his wife so much and to focus on the translation department.

After thinking about it, Lin Yang raised his head and found that he had reached the door of the translation department: "Lin~Lin~Assistant Lin~~Why are you here?"

The director of the translation department came out to welcome Lin Yang's arrival with trepidation, and even his tone of voice became stumbling because of his guilty conscience.

"Well, the president asked you to submit the translation documents for the noon meeting before you leave work this morning."

"Try to be as fast as possible, and don't let the president wait too long." Lin Yang nodded, took what he wanted to convey, and then turned and left.

The director of the translation department was not given any opportunity to explain.

"What to do? What to do? What to do?"

"Calm, calm, be calm." The director of the translation department looked at Lin Yang's back in a daze, and then realized that his mind was as messy as a ball of wool.

The director of the translation department turned his head and glanced into the translation department, just in time to see Chen Xi sorting out the documents on the table in her place.

"Zhang Yuanyuan, before get off work this morning, you have to translate the documents for me anyway."

"Otherwise, I'll go to the finance department and get my salary and go home." The director of the translation department walked up to an employee in the translation department and left a sentence and stepped on his own high heels and walked into his office.

Zhang Yuanyuan, who was called to complete the translation work, was a little confused. It took nearly five days to complete the translation of those documents. At this point, she asked herself to translate the documents before leaving get off work in the morning, and took a look. Time: There are only three hours left to get off work. Zhang Yuanyuan's thoughts at this moment are as messy as the thoughts in the head of the translation department's director. There is no way to complete the translation quickly.

I looked at several colleagues around me who learned the same translation language as myself. Everyone was rushing with their own files. It seemed that no one would help them.

Zhang Yuanyuan was a little irritable.

"Really, what kind of power outage, let me submit it before get off work in the morning: this is simply impossible." Zhang Yuanyuan whispered.

Immediately continue to work hard to translate.

Chen Xi saw it clearly from behind. Although he did not hear the conversation between the two people, Chen Xi could also guess in his heart when he saw the director of the translation department with a sad face and Zhang Yuanyuan, who was named, rushing to translate. probably.

"Sister Xi, do you want me to ask Director Zhang Yuanyuan what did she ask her to do?" A note was pushed over Mar Shuai's table next to him, Chen Xi opened it, and almost didn't laugh.

This Marshal is now becoming a veritable follower of himself.

There are so many things, so many words before he can say them, Marshal will ask first.

However, this feeling is not very good. Chen Xi thought for a while and picked up the pen in her hand: "No, I can guess a rough idea. I guess Zhang Yuanyuan will rush to translate the document."

This Zhang Yuanyuan was one of the people who had previously complained that the translation files she had done for four or five days were suddenly destroyed by the power outage in the morning. In this regard: Chen Xi also expressed her distress for this girl. After four or five days of hard work, they were all in vain.

However, Chen Xi was not so enthusiastic. Chen Xi wanted to put this Zhang Yuanyuan into her pocket: this time, treat it as a test for this Zhang Yuanyuan, if this Zhang Yuanyuan can get out as soon as possible at the time scheduled in her heart For the translation, Chen Xi will keep this Zhang Yuanyuan in his bag anyway.

At this time, in the office of the director of the translation department, the director of the translation department is sitting on an office chair with his forehead supported by both hands.

"No, there must be a solution to this matter."

"Otherwise, I guess my position will not be guaranteed." The director of the translation department is now full of twine.

I don't know how to solve the mess.