Chapter 350 (1/2)

Lu Junyan turns left and right in his office. He walks forward and backward. He seems to want to leave his own footprints in the whole room. He doesn't know how to help song Jiayin.

So he began to write articles on his desk silently. Lu Junyan, a senior leader, has a level of writing, which is worth pondering carefully.

Which leader cares so much about his subordinates that he sends all the information he needs to go to work to the female owner's mailbox. What a meticulous thought it is. Lu Junyan's younger brother is so lucky to be a classmate with song Jiayin. Even if he is the president of Lu's studio and a BMW man with golden eyeglasses, he should be so considerate and care about the novice who doesn't do a good job.

Song Jiayin, just poured a cup of freshly ground coffee, ready to play a beautiful love movie in front of the computer to relax. Intentionally or unintentionally, she saw an email in the mailbox. Who?

Song Jiayin took a sip of coffee. Well, it tasted good, but who sent the e-mail? So late, song Jiayin opened the e-mail with doubts. The moment the e-mail popped out, song Jiayin was really surprised.

What's this? It's a huge area. Just looking at it, it's a headache. Is it wrong to say, ”it's the work guidance sent by the damned boss. Is it so late that I have to stick to the workplace and have the heart to waste my comfortable rest time?” Thinking, song Jiayin instinctively shakes her head.

She didn't want to be made thin by her work when she was young. She thought that she had poured out all her coffee. Anyway, she was in high spirits now. She was moved by the dense enlarged font and the bold emphasis.

I don't think Lu Junyan's younger brother and I are classmates. I don't know when I will lose my job, and I won't be taken care of by my boss. What's more, I won't be able to make a rapid progress in this highly competitive workplace.

While drinking coffee, song Jiayin is looking at the information that even she can't understand.

Through the window, the lights are gradually becoming less and less. It seems that the whole never night city has gone to bed early this night. The vehicles are driving by the road one after another, and the moon is brighter in this lonely night.

The desk lamp has begun to dim slightly. Is it tired? The computer screen also began to be in a trance, as if telling song Jiayin in front of the screen that it's time to rest.

Song Jiayin gets up, stretches her arms up, turns around and pours a cup of coffee. Song Jiayin seems to have forgotten that coffee is not easy to drink when it is cold, but she knows that cold coffee can also refresh her mind, because so far, she is not sleepy except for her eyes.

Lu Junyan was not idle when he got home. There was a piece of land for commercial use. At least it was better not to plant wild grass like before. Moreover, the scenery was good and the pollution was small. Although it was more suitable for people to live in, he decided to build a large commercial square for the benefit of the company to improve the economic efficiency.

”Yes, it's just to talk about the price right away. This land may help me make a lot of money.” Whenever he is happy, Lu Junyan always remembers song Jiayin's smile, which seems to be his whole motivation.

”Wait a minute, let's sign a contract with the construction company to build this place into a villa.” He thought that if the beautiful scenery on a beautiful day, two people drinking under the moon, may be able to win song Jiayin smile.

So he disregarded the interests of the company and whether other shareholders objected or not. In short, what he decided was to do so.

In the evening, after dinner, Lu Junyan locked himself in the room, smoking stuffy cigarettes one by one, ”what kind of man does song Jiayin like. Tall and powerful? Or is Confucius powerful? Or a literary youth with glasses? ”