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On the other side, Fang Yan was a little surprised when he saw the name Shen Fei sent, but he immediately agreed.

——No way, Song Qingyou has a close relationship with her boss.

If the meeting minutes really don't work, it won't be a big deal.

If you refuse directly, there will be problems.

Song Qingyou entered the conference room in advance with her computer and notebook.

Reminding people of meetings and arranging meeting rooms are all the work of the secretarial department, so she naturally has to do it too.

After setting up the last chair, Song Qingyou suddenly felt someone behind her and appeared at the window in a flash, avoiding the outstretched hand of the person behind her.

This man was a middle-aged man in a suit and leather tie, with a paunchy look. He could tell at a glance that he was a senior executive of the company.

Even though Song Qingyou avoided him, he didn't feel embarrassed and looked at Song Qingyou with a smile:

"Are you the new secretary in the secretarial department?"

"A little star who is currently filming a show?"

Song Qingyou didn't answer.

"So, there are still cameras around?"

The man took two steps forward, trying to get closer.

"Tsk tsk tsk, celebrities are prettier than ordinary people... I have a social reception tonight, and I just need to take someone there. How about the secretary go with me?"

He didn't seem to pay attention to the camera at all, and he wanted to touch Song Qingyou while talking.

"Stop looking at the camera. It's not a live broadcast, so what if it's recorded? I have plenty of ways to get people to delete the video!"

The man smiled crookedly, "I think you look good, so I asked you to go to the cocktail party with me. Don't you know what's good and what's wrong!"

Song Qingyou's hand clenched into a fist was ready to move.

Just as he was about to wait for him to reach out his hand and take the opportunity to beat him up, someone suddenly grabbed his arm from behind.

"Mr. Tan, what are you doing?"

When Song Qingyou heard the sound, she raised her eyes and saw Yu Muhuai's cold face.

The middle-aged man in front of him was startled by the sudden sound, but when he turned around and saw it was Yu Muhuai, his expression suddenly changed.

"What do you mean? Let me go quickly!"

"How can the new employees be so arrogant? Don't think that just because you are a big star, you are lawless!"

Not only did Yu Muhuai not let go, he even folded the man's arm behind his back, causing the man to break out in cold sweat and find it difficult to speak.

"I think Mr. Tan is lawless."

His back was to Song Qingyou, his eyes were slightly narrowed, with a hint of coolness hidden in them, and his delicate face was so dark that water dripped from his face, as if he could explode and strangle people to death in the next second.

Tan Jian was shocked:

"W-what do you want to do? This is a conference room! If you really do something, you will go to jail!"

Yu Muhuai threatened in a voice that only two people could hear:

"Stay away from her, or else-"

Before he finished speaking, several people appeared outside the conference room door.

Yu Muhuai let go of Tan Jian's hand and winked at Song Qingyou, wanting her to leave quickly.

Song Qingyou regretted that she could not beat Tan Jian to the ground.

When the conference room door opened, Tan Jian was about to glare at the two of them and express his dissatisfaction, but Song Qingyou calmly stretched out her foot.

Tan Jian didn't look at his feet at all, and he tripped instantly. With a bang, he fell straight to the ground, face down.

Accompanied by screams and moans, the group of people coming in from outside were startled.

Someone frowned on the spot, as if they saw Song Qingyou stretching her feet.

Fang Yan, who was walking in the front, was standing on the steps in front of the conference room. No one could see it more clearly than him.

But his first reaction was——

"Why can't you walk smoothly?"

"Assistant Yu, please go get the medical kit."

Yu Muhuai did not refuse, and before leaving, he quietly said to Song Qingyou: "If they hold me accountable, just say it's me."

Does this mean you want to take the blame for yourself?

Song Qingyou was stunned and didn't understand why Yu Muhuai did this.

Several people who came in heard Fang Yan say that Tan Jian was "unsteady on the road," and even if they saw something, they didn't say anything.

Only one person looked at Song Qingyou dissatisfied:

"That one over there is the new secretary, right? Mr. Tan fell to the ground, why didn't you help him up?"

Fang Yan felt that he did not dare to use such a commanding tone.

He smiled and said: "Secretary Song is a girl and has little strength. How can she help someone up?"

"I don't think Mr. Tan's fall was serious. It's not like he can't get up on his own!"

Tan Jian was indeed able to get up now.

Originally, he was also looking for trouble with Song Qingyou, thinking that he could take advantage of being helped up by her.

I didn't expect Special Assistant Fang to say this.

Tan Jian's plan failed. He stood up holding the chair next to him. He was trying to extend his smile, but when he pulled the corner of his mouth, he grimaced in pain.

Fang Yan stood on the stage and spoke first: "Okay, the meeting is about to begin. Everyone should take their seats first."

"I hope Mr. Tan won't be so careless in the future."

One sentence stopped Tan Jian from wanting to "accuse" Song Qingyou.

As an assistant to the president who knew the group well, Fang Yan had heard a lot about what kind of person Tan Jian was in private. The trait of "lustful" was undoubtedly the one that appeared most often.

Look at Song Qingyou's face that shines wherever she stands. How could he not guess what might happen?

Just as Fang Yan was wondering whether to tell Jiang Zhihan about this, Yu Muhuai had already come in carrying the medical kit.

"I happen to be good at treating wounds, Mr. Tan, why don't you let me help you."

Yu Muhuai smiled gently.

Tan Jian wanted to refuse, but before he could open his mouth, the person opposite him had already taken out the alcohol and started.

"Hiss——"

Where he felt pain, Yu Muhuai pushed hard, and Tan Jian's face was horrible with pain.

Seeing that Fang Tezhu didn't react, the others also remained silent.

The people who just came in caught a glimpse of this scene, and the news they heard was that Tan Jian accidentally fell, so most of them were gloating.

When all the people in the meeting arrived, Yu Muhuai stopped, as if nothing had happened, and sat behind the director of the warehouse management department.

Without Tan Jian's occasional gasps to attract attention, the senior executives realized that the secretary responsible for recording the meeting this time was actually a newcomer.

Song Qingyou, who sat in the first seat to the lower left of Fang Yan, attracted everyone's attention for a while.

After being "tortured" for so long, Tan Jian said angrily:

"What on earth is the secretarial department doing? This meeting is so important, but they let a newcomer who just joined the company take notes?!"

"If there are omissions, can they afford it?"

"Mr. Tan." Fang Yan interrupted him, "I think I need to remind you that the person who takes the minutes is recommended by Secretary Shen, but I also agreed to it."

"Mr. Tan, do you have any opinions on my work arrangements?"

Since Jiang Zhihan rarely came to the company, Special Assistant Fang can be said to have a one-handed control!

How could Tan Jian dare to have any opinions? He immediately shook his head and said:

"I just think that the newcomer may not be very reliable. Since you agree, there must be no problem..."

In the meeting room, many people lowered their heads, fearing that they would laugh out loud.