s nothing, just..."At the start, there was a sound of conversation coming from beside."Look outside! He's so handsome! Who is he"At this time, Wang Ruqi proudly raised her hand and waved it.Other peop...Shen Yian had a subtle feeling. Although Song Lin hadn't said anything, she could understand what he meant.

So far, besides Jiang Qingshu, no one has spoken. Especially Shao Zong, she is the key to today's negotiations.

Shen Yian stood up and smiled: "General Manager Jiang, how can you say it's prevarication We are discussing. Since everyone has different opinions, let's have some coffee to moisten our throats and talk slowly. Anyway, we have plenty of time."

Ginger Qingxue was indeed quite angry. She picked up her cup and drank half a cup of coffee, but then put it down with disgust.

"Can you make me a cup of instant coffee"

"Sorry, I only see instant coffee on the table," Shen Yian explained, but his eyes were fixed on Shao.

Mr. Shao also took a sip, but he didn't put the cup down for a long time. His eyes swept around the room, and everyone else was having coffee.

But only the tea in her hand.

700 jin of black tea, Shen Yian had spent a fortune on it.

Even Shao realized something, put down his teacup and looked at Shen Yian.

Shen Yian smiled amiably, she believed that Mr. Shao understood her meaning.

Song Lin had given her some materials about Shao Zong's preferences, and she happened to see a tea shop on the way, so she bought some of the black tea that Shao Zong liked.

This is called appealing to one's tastes.

If Shao Zong once finds that what's in his cup is different from others, he will inevitably be suspicious. After tasting the tea and finding it to be his favorite variety, he should understand that Shen Yian came for her.

After three seconds of eye contact, Shao Zong put down his teacup with a slightly heavier sigh and looked at Jiang Qingxue unpleasantly.

"Mr. Jiang, the magazine hopes you can solve the problem instead of stirring it up here. I think you should understand that this necklace was borrowed in the name of the magazine. If you can't handle it well, no one will be able to escape responsibility."

Shao's words directly put all the pressure on Jiang Qingxue.

Jiang Qingxue felt a moment of irritation, but her expression quickly relaxed.

"Deputy Manager, rest assured, I will definitely solve this."

"Resolution In just a short while, the agreement you drafted is no longer valid. What can you do to resolve this" Mr. Shao said angrily.

Several people nodded in agreement, feeling that this matter seemed more complicated than before.

Ginger Qingxue gritted her teeth. When she first joined the company, President Shao had been against it, thinking that her frequent job hopping made her seem unstable. Being appointed as a director right after joining the company easily led to arrogance.

Even if she were truly sitting in the director's position, all of her decisions would be nitpicked by Mr. Shao. She had long since disliked Mr. Shao.

Now, pressuring her in public

Does she really think he's afraid

Jiang Qingxue lightly glanced at Shao Zong and affirmed, “I can guarantee it.”

Shao said coldly, "General Manager Jiang, doing things is not just talk. What guarantee do you have IN's influence in China is something you can guarantee"

Jiang Qingxue heard Shao's disdain and directly stood up: "If I can't help the company solve the problem, I am willing to resign from the position of Chief Fashion Officer."

Shao looked at her with raised eyebrows: “Well, so many people can testify. I hope General Manager Jiang will do well to resolve this for the company.

Jiang Qingxue listened and smiled, "Mr. Shao, of course I can handle this well, because we have eyewitnesses who prove that the necklace was damaged due to Shen Yian's personal reasons."

Shen Yian responded, "Manager Jiang, everyone here are your own people, this shouldn't count, right"

"Wang Ruqi isn't one of us, is she She's willing to prove that it was you who retaliated against me and made me drop the necklace." Jiang Qingshu looked triumphantly at the conference room door and shouted, "Ms. Wang, come in."nt, with only the ticking of the clock on the wall.She had no idea that in the flower hall on the first floor, an argument was raging, burning hotter and brighter with each passing moment, impossible...