A Volvo XC90 hurtles down the airport highway.
The driver was a girl with long hair and a round face, who was now engrossed in driving steadily on the increasingly crowded highway in the afternoon, but her heart had not been calm since she received the ** of the person in the back seat, and she was still nervously thinking about the reason and how to deal with it later. Every now and then, she takes the opportunity of changing lanes to overtake and glance in the rearview mirror to observe the people in the back seat, hoping to see something in her expression.
In the middle of the back seat sat a middle-aged woman with exquisite makeup, no wrinkles on her face, and well-dressed. I don't dare to confirm her age based on her appearance alone - the degree of oiliness and smoothness of her face is enough to make the water light needle** become an unpopular trick. She is Xue Shiying, the chairman of PB. The face glowing with greasy white light in the sunlight now presents a soft texture like matte paint in the dim environment of the car. On closer inspection, the cheekbones are a bit high, but at her age, it seems that there is no need to grind them;The eyes are a little small, but they are almost enough for this age, and the only thing that is difficult to hide is the unwilling ordinary folds under the neck.
At the moment, she is swimming in the ocean of her own thoughts, more precisely, desperately struggling from the brink of drowning.
Since the day before yesterday, the group issued an announcement announcing the thunder, and she was scorched by the thunder!Of course, she didn't believe that she often boasted in front of her subordinates: she used to work together in a team, drank foreign ink, and is now the nominal leader of the group, but she didn't expect that foreign ink dared to do such a big thing behind her back, so she didn't know anything!So, when Xiao Yang's face was calm and her eyelids fluttered, she closed the knock door and pushed the door into one, and went straight into her office, she was browsing Prada's beige coat at the latest winter clothes show on her phone.
In the face of Xiao Yang's inquiry, she just replied unabashedly, "What did you say?"Feeling the vibration of the mobile phone, he saw the notice of the meeting at nine o'clock in the morning of the next day in the group's senior management group, and replied to Xiao Yang as an official official message by the way, and saw that the latter's eyes instantly dimmed and turned away: he was not good enough. Looking at his departing back, she felt more and more that her distrust of this long-time colleague was growing day by day, no, with the hour and the minute. Over the months, his words became less and less, and his expression became calmer. If you don't explode in silence, you die in silence. What kind of situation is he?
After stabilizing her mind, she immediately got up, picked up her clothes and walked out, and at the same time sent a voice to the driver's WeChat: Go to the Fortune Center. As soon as she got out of the office, she saw that almost all of the company's remaining stability maintenance employees gathered in the corridor leading to her office, and she only said peacefully to the few employees in front of her, "I will go to the group", and hurriedly crossed the empty workstation around her, ran to the side door of the aisle on the other side, and fled into the corridor as if flying, went straight down from the stairs, and then pressed the elevator door to the underground garage, and rushed in.