CEO's Beloved Sweetheart

3The hangover from last night still made her head ache. Just as she was pressing her temples, she saw Wang Ziyue come in with a stack of documents in her hands.    3

    

"Ziyue, are you alright?" Han Zhiyu asked with concern.    

    

"Not even one point. My whole body is aching. " Wang Ziyue moaned in pain. The dark circles under her eyes were especially clear.    

    

"Ah, you are not really with Chen Tian. . . " Han Zhiyu could not hide the shock on her face.    

    

"What are you thinking about? Nothing happened between the two of us. " Wang Ziyue rolled her eyes. "If he really has ill intentions towards me, I will definitely make him unable to be humane for the rest of his life. "    

    

Just as Han Zhiyu was admiring her valiance in her heart, Wang Ziyue placed the stack of documents in front of her table.    

    

"Let's not talk about these first. These are the performance report and financial documents of the Marketing Department for the past two years. "    

    

Han Zhiyu rubbed her slightly swollen eyes and flipped through a few pages. She could not help but rub her head, "The Marketing Department's performance is so bad?"    

    

"Yeah. Basically, the big clients go over there to set up their products or sell their products two times after the customer service maintenance is completed. Everyone says that the Marketing Department is a department that is kept by the company. "    

    

"Is it that serious?" Han Zhiyu frowned and was a little worried.    

    

"I see that your uncle is messing with you. He clearly knows that it is this mess and even appointed you as the department manager to let your seasonal sales figure reach 20 million. "    

    

Before Wang Ziyue could finish her sentence, Zhang Jing knocked on the door and came in.    

    

"Manager Han, Director Han asked you to go to the meeting room. "    

    

What was her good uncle thinking now?    

    

Although she was puzzled, she still followed Zhang Jing into the meeting room.    

    

"Director Han. " Han Zhiyu called out respectfully.    

    

Han Bingjun nodded in satisfaction. His old face was full of smiles. "Manager Han, come and greet Elder Hu and Elder Lin. "    

    

Han Zhiyu obediently did as he was told. She had an impression of these two people.    

    

If she remembered correctly, they were the two major shareholders of the company. Moreover, they did not give her a good impression during the first meeting.    

    

"The younger generation doesn't know the rules. It's fine if they don't arrive early for the meeting, but they still need to get someone to invite them. " Elder Hu was a little dissatisfied.    

    

"Elder Hu, don't say that. After all, we are one family, and harmony is the most important. "    

    

Han Bingjun smiled and tried to persuade him. He had done enough acting.    

    

"We also need to see if the other party is good at doing things. " Elder Hu threw a magazine on the conference table angrily.    

    

Han Zhiyu walked up in confusion and saw that it was an eight-trigram magazine.    

    

The cover of the magazine was filled with photos of her confrontation with Fatty at the bar last night. There was also a dazzling title on it: "The company's top management bar is drinking with passion, pure office sex is switched seamlessly. "    

    

He picked up the magazine and flipped through it. On it, he found out that she was the heir to the Han's. She wanted to use her grandfather's will to kick her uncle out of the company and force him to abdicate.    

    

She even spread rumors that she had created something out of nothing.    

    

"Take a look yourself. This is what the outside world thinks of you. " Elder Hu was furious. He slammed the table and said angrily.    

    

Back then, they had a fight with Han Zhiyu's grandfather. They had a fight with Han Zhiyu's grandfather, and they had a fight with Han Zhiyu's grandfather.    

    

However, Han Zhiyu had yet to officially take over her position, but she had already caused a storm in the city, causing the reputation of the Han's Group to be damaged, bringing about serious consequences.    

    

"The truth isn't like this. " Han Zhiyu stared at the two old men in shock.    

    

The content of this kind of eight-trigram magazine was obviously fabricated. What she did was only to take back the one cut that belonged to her.    

    

"You know best whether you did it or not. In short, your uncle is the clearest about the company's operations. His ability is also obvious to all. If you want to go to heaven, you should first consider whether you have the ability or not! " Elder Hu replied excitedly.    

    

Elder Lin, who was beside him, patted his shoulder and comforted him, "Old Hu, don't be so angry. Now that she already has a mission of 100 million, it's better to let her prove whether she has the ability or not. "    

    

After he finished speaking, his eyes stopped staring at Han Zhiyu and said: "If Manager Han is unable to complete the task at that time, please take the blame and resign, is that okay?"    

    

Although his question was kind, Han Zhiyu inexplicably felt that he was more intimidating than Elder Hu.    

    

"Don't worry, I will keep my word. " Han Zhiyu did not want to admit defeat.    

    

"It is a good thing that young people are confident, but don't be blindly confident. " Elder Lin smiled meaningfully.    

    

Han Zhiyu did not answer and just politely asked, "Is there anything else? If not, I want to go back to work first. "    

    

After she left the meeting room, Elder Hu was very angry. "Did you see her attitude just now? She clearly didn't take us, the older generation, seriously. Director Han, I think we should just vote and kick her out. "    

    

" Elder Hu, calm down. " Han Bingjun went forward to comfort her," I just let her enter the position, it's not appropriate to push her out immediately. "    

    

"What's wrong with it? I think it's most inappropriate for her to casually ruin the company's reputation now. "    

    

"That's what you said, but. . . "    

    

Elder Hu looked at Han Bingjun. "Why? Are you still afraid of this little girl? I don't believe that she can cause any big waves. "    

    

"If she is fired in this period of time, I'm afraid that there will be rumors that Director Han uses his power for personal gain. " A shrewd light shone in Chief Lin's eyes. "So it's best to make her back out on her own. "    

    

"Yes, yes, that's the reason. " Han Bingjun agreed.    

    

After exchanging glances, the three of them revealed knowing smiles.    

    

When Han Zhiyu returned to the office, the sweat on her forehead slowly dripped down.    

    

That Elder Lin just now was clearly an old fox, the meaning in his words was very clear.    

    

Completing the mission meant proving his ability. If he couldn't complete it, he would just leave!    

    

This 100 million sales figure! . . .    

    

Han Zhiyu's temple began to ache, as if there was an electric drill working inside.    

    

She decided to go to the rest room and make a cup of coffee to cheer herself up.    

    

Before she walked in, she heard the sound of conversation coming from inside.    

    

"Hey, did you see the week magazine of the Eight Trigrams today? I really didn't recognize it at first glance. "    

    

"What a surprise. He told me to stay at home and be a daughter of a rich family, but he insisted on coming here to be an airborne soldier. "    

    

"That's right. If you don't have a diamond, then don't work in porcelain. . . "    

    

A few female employees were chattering non-stop while Han Zhiyu only sneered and walked in.    

    

"What do you guys want to talk about? Tell me too?"    

    

The sudden noise made them shiver, and everyone's expression became that of not knowing what to do.    

    

"Manager Han, I have something to do. I have to go now. "    

    

"Me too, me too. "    

    

"You take your time to rest. "    

    

Han Zhiyu frowned even more deeply when she saw the fleeing figures of these people.    

    

It seemed that she had to speed up her pace, or else she would really be looked down upon by these people.    

    

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