Yang Jun took the elevator upstairs and came to the door of Zhuo Ya's general manager's office. The door was closed, and Yang Jun knocked on the door gently.
The door is not locked, come in!
A woman's voice came from the office coldly, and Yang Jun pushed the door open uneasily.
In an instant, the scene in the office surprised him and was amazed
Thousands of roses are piled in Zhuoya's office, like a sea of flowers, red, particularly enchanting, and dazzling...
Roses were piled up everywhere on the floor, on the desk, on the sofa, on the coffee table and on the windowsill. The originally spacious office seemed extremely crowded and there was no place to stay.
Standing in the sea of flowers, Zhuoya looked helpless, innocent and at a loss. It can be seen that she didn't like these thousands of roses.
A strong fragrance of roses came to his nose, making Yang Jun shook his nose straight. Yang Jun walked into the office, walked to Zhuo Ya, and asked in a hurry:
Zhuo...Mr. Zhuo...you look for me...
Your name is Yang Jun, right?Zhuoya looked at him with a pair of cold eyes, as if the man was an alien and they had never met him.
Yes, my name is Yang Jun, an internal staff member of the business department.
Since you are an in-house staff member, you should know your job responsibilities.
Well, I know that my job is to send and receive newspapers, print documents, send faxes, type and watch, answer calls, clean office hygiene, etc.... Yang Jun has memorized what Manager Xiong said when he recruited him into the company.
Since you know, just take out these flowers and throw them away. I am a little allergic to these flowers and plants!Zhuo Ya didn't even look at her, and walked straight to the spacious desk in the office and sat down.
Who is so immoral that he actually puts flowers randomly?Still being taken away?Yang Jun sighed in his heart: These rich people are so full that they can't buy these roses without tens of thousands of yuan. Zhuo Ya threw them away with this sentence. Isn't it a pity? It's so much money that I have nowhere to spend it. I've burned the bags and played these boring games.
Yang Jun couldn't believe his ears, thought he had heard it wrong, frowned and asked: Mr. Zhuo... Mr. Zhuo, have you throw them all away?
Why are you so annoying? You ask me to throw it away, and you just throw it away. What's the point?Zhuoya raised her head and glared at him fiercely.
Yang Jun finally understood that she asked herself to pick up these intoxicating fragrance and extremely gorgeous flowers, throw them into the garbage dump, ferment and smell!
It seems that Zhuoya has no good feelings for the person who sent the flowers. When she got off work yesterday afternoon, she looked intimate with the handsome man in the hall. It turned out to be for everyone to see.
Yang Jun picked up a bright red rose and put it in front of his nose to smell it. It smelled so good!
It would be a pity if I picked it up and threw it away!
Suddenly, a bold decision emerged in his mind, which was to send flowers to every office in this building without any hesitation until the flowers were delivered.
Do it as soon as you say it!
Yang Jun carried forward the spirit of Yugong moving mountains. He first moved out the flower baskets from the general manager's office one basin after another and put them on the corridor. Then, he held these flower baskets one by one, one office at a time, and delivered them to each office.
Every time I go to an office, Yang Jun will say this opening remark: Gentlemen, ladies, thank you for your hard work. This is the rose that Mr. Zhuo asked me to send you. I hope you will accept it with a smile!
When the people in the whole building heard that it was the roses that Mr. Zhuo asked him to send him, they all felt very happy. They saw this handsome young man with such a good attitude and were very friendly to him. The men looked at him with gratitude, and the women smiled at him...
When Yang Jun was dealing with roses, Zhuoya worked hard at her desk as usual.
As soon as this woman entered work, she didn't think about anything and ignored anything. Therefore, when Yang Jun was working as a porter for her, she didn't even have time to look up at him.
Yang Jun could not judge Zhuo Ya's mood at this moment, and could not figure out what she was thinking, nor did he know if he was nostalgic for the thousands of red roses that he had thrown away...
When she finished the work in her hand and answered a few calls, she looked around.
Thousands of roses in the office, no, it should be 999 roses that have disappeared, and the original appearance has been restored to this office.
Spacious space, luxurious decoration, soft wool carpet, bright floor-to-ceiling glass windows, a row of bookcases, exquisitely crafted crafts...
The office suddenly became refreshing and comfortable, and the entire space still emitted a lingering fragrance of roses and the faint perfume smell on Zhuo Ya's body...
Hello, are you a wooden man?When she saw Yang Jun standing by the windowsill sweating profusely, like a child who had done the wrong thing, staring at her stupidly, a smile finally appeared on her cold face. She pointed to the water dispenser against the wall and said: There is a disposable cup there, go pour a glass of water to drink!
The door is not locked, come in!
A woman's voice came from the office coldly, and Yang Jun pushed the door open uneasily.
In an instant, the scene in the office surprised him and was amazed
Thousands of roses are piled in Zhuoya's office, like a sea of flowers, red, particularly enchanting, and dazzling...
Roses were piled up everywhere on the floor, on the desk, on the sofa, on the coffee table and on the windowsill. The originally spacious office seemed extremely crowded and there was no place to stay.
Standing in the sea of flowers, Zhuoya looked helpless, innocent and at a loss. It can be seen that she didn't like these thousands of roses.
A strong fragrance of roses came to his nose, making Yang Jun shook his nose straight. Yang Jun walked into the office, walked to Zhuo Ya, and asked in a hurry:
Zhuo...Mr. Zhuo...you look for me...
Your name is Yang Jun, right?Zhuoya looked at him with a pair of cold eyes, as if the man was an alien and they had never met him.
Yes, my name is Yang Jun, an internal staff member of the business department.
Since you are an in-house staff member, you should know your job responsibilities.
Well, I know that my job is to send and receive newspapers, print documents, send faxes, type and watch, answer calls, clean office hygiene, etc.... Yang Jun has memorized what Manager Xiong said when he recruited him into the company.
Since you know, just take out these flowers and throw them away. I am a little allergic to these flowers and plants!Zhuo Ya didn't even look at her, and walked straight to the spacious desk in the office and sat down.
Who is so immoral that he actually puts flowers randomly?Still being taken away?Yang Jun sighed in his heart: These rich people are so full that they can't buy these roses without tens of thousands of yuan. Zhuo Ya threw them away with this sentence. Isn't it a pity? It's so much money that I have nowhere to spend it. I've burned the bags and played these boring games.
Yang Jun couldn't believe his ears, thought he had heard it wrong, frowned and asked: Mr. Zhuo... Mr. Zhuo, have you throw them all away?
Why are you so annoying? You ask me to throw it away, and you just throw it away. What's the point?Zhuoya raised her head and glared at him fiercely.
Yang Jun finally understood that she asked herself to pick up these intoxicating fragrance and extremely gorgeous flowers, throw them into the garbage dump, ferment and smell!
It seems that Zhuoya has no good feelings for the person who sent the flowers. When she got off work yesterday afternoon, she looked intimate with the handsome man in the hall. It turned out to be for everyone to see.
Yang Jun picked up a bright red rose and put it in front of his nose to smell it. It smelled so good!
It would be a pity if I picked it up and threw it away!
Suddenly, a bold decision emerged in his mind, which was to send flowers to every office in this building without any hesitation until the flowers were delivered.
Do it as soon as you say it!
Yang Jun carried forward the spirit of Yugong moving mountains. He first moved out the flower baskets from the general manager's office one basin after another and put them on the corridor. Then, he held these flower baskets one by one, one office at a time, and delivered them to each office.
Every time I go to an office, Yang Jun will say this opening remark: Gentlemen, ladies, thank you for your hard work. This is the rose that Mr. Zhuo asked me to send you. I hope you will accept it with a smile!
When the people in the whole building heard that it was the roses that Mr. Zhuo asked him to send him, they all felt very happy. They saw this handsome young man with such a good attitude and were very friendly to him. The men looked at him with gratitude, and the women smiled at him...
When Yang Jun was dealing with roses, Zhuoya worked hard at her desk as usual.
As soon as this woman entered work, she didn't think about anything and ignored anything. Therefore, when Yang Jun was working as a porter for her, she didn't even have time to look up at him.
Yang Jun could not judge Zhuo Ya's mood at this moment, and could not figure out what she was thinking, nor did he know if he was nostalgic for the thousands of red roses that he had thrown away...
When she finished the work in her hand and answered a few calls, she looked around.
Thousands of roses in the office, no, it should be 999 roses that have disappeared, and the original appearance has been restored to this office.
Spacious space, luxurious decoration, soft wool carpet, bright floor-to-ceiling glass windows, a row of bookcases, exquisitely crafted crafts...
The office suddenly became refreshing and comfortable, and the entire space still emitted a lingering fragrance of roses and the faint perfume smell on Zhuo Ya's body...
Hello, are you a wooden man?When she saw Yang Jun standing by the windowsill sweating profusely, like a child who had done the wrong thing, staring at her stupidly, a smile finally appeared on her cold face. She pointed to the water dispenser against the wall and said: There is a disposable cup there, go pour a glass of water to drink!
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