Just met you: This guy is a bit warm

Chapter 207 Meeting the President

Because Zhang Li's movements were too loud, they quickly attracted Wang Chen's attention. This person must be the Zhang Li that the president was looking for, and his eyes quickly fell on Zhang Li.

Wang Chen looked at the face in front of him. It seemed to be a little different from the photo he saw in the personnel information. After staring at it for a few seconds, he could still recognize that it was Zhang Li.

"Zhang Li, please come with me." Wang Chen's tone was light, but with an unquestionable majesty.

His voice was not loud, but it was like a thunder in the silent office.

As soon as Wang Chen said this, the office, which was originally filled with whispers, suddenly became quiet, as if time had frozen at this moment.

Colleagues raised their heads one by one, looking at Zhang Li and Wang Chen, their eyes gleaming with complex emotions. Their eyes seemed to say, "May the best be for you!"

A layer of fine beads of sweat appeared on Zhang Li's forehead.

He took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down, and comforted himself in his heart: It definitely wasn't the president looking for me, maybe it was because of something else.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Zhang Li slowly stood up and walked towards Wang Chen with somewhat unsteady steps.

When the person came in front of him, Wang Chen nodded politely to Zhang Li, then walked in front to lead the way.

The two entered the elevator one after the other. When Wang Chen stretched out his finger and pressed the button for the top elevator floor, Zhang Li had only one thought in his mind: he was finished.

It seems that I can no longer get over the incident of offending the president at Zhao Yueqi's wedding last time.

Zhang Li stared at the ever-increasing numbers on the display screen in the elevator, his heart beating like a drum.

In the quiet space, the thumping sound made Wang Chen afraid that Zhang Li would faint from tachycardia in the next second.

"Zhang Li, you...you don't have to be nervous. The president is just looking for you for a small matter." Wang Chen comforted.

When Zhang Li heard Wang Chen say this, he looked at Wang Chen with joy, as if he had seen a savior. He slowly let out the breath he had been holding in his heart, and his heartbeat also obviously slowed down a lot.

What Zhang Li didn't know was that Wang Chen didn't know why the president wanted to see Zhang Li. He just said that to make Zhang Li less nervous.

Arriving at Song Shiye's office door, Wang Chen raised his hand and knocked on the door. Zhang Li stood behind Wang Chen stiffly.

No one answered, so Wang Chen waited for a while and knocked on the door again. Finally, a cold voice came: "Come in."

Wang Chen and Zhang Li entered the office one after another. When they looked up, they saw Song Shiye wiping the water stains on his hands.

Song Shiye slowly wiped the water stains off his fingers and winked at Wang Chen.

Wang Chen understood and immediately left the office, closing the office door as usual.

Since Song Shiye's office is located on the top floor of the building, Song Shiye is the only one on the entire floor besides a few secretaries and Wang Chen.

At this time, the office seemed empty except for Song Shiye and Zhang Li. The huge space made people feel an invisible pressure, especially in such a quiet atmosphere, which made people feel a little depressed.

Song Shiye didn't say anything, and Zhang Li didn't dare to speak either. He lowered his head and didn't dare to look at Song Shiye, feeling uneasy in his heart.

It wasn't until Song Shiye threw the water-stained tissue into the trash can and sat down at his desk that he said to Zhang Li, "Zhang Li, please report on last month's performance."

Zhang Li looked up in disbelief and was caught off guard by Song Shiye's dark eyes. Zhang Li immediately lowered his eyes slightly.

Zhang Li couldn't guess what the president's intention was in calling him to the office.

After a pause, Zhang Li, who had been talking eloquently, stammered as he reported his performance last month.

Facing the oppressive gaze of Song Shiye, Zhang Li's eyes flashed, and he kept regretting in his heart how he could have been so blind and thought that the person Su Ruonan brought was just an ordinary person.

Song Shiye was silent for a moment before saying, "Well, you can go back to the office."

Zhang Li was pleasantly surprised, thinking that the president was not going to argue with him about the wedding because of his good performance, so he happily replied, "Okay, President Song," and quickly left the office.

Song Shiye took in Zhang Li's expression, sneered, and quickly lowered the corner of his mouth.

As Zhang Li walked out of the office, he let out a deep breath, as if letting out all the tension and pressure in his heart.

His legs, which had been weak and feeble, seemed to have regained some strength and were no longer as weak as before. He walked briskly back to his office.

As soon as I entered the office, I saw a group of colleagues surrounding me. There was curiosity and anticipation in their eyes. They couldn't wait to know the reason why the president's special assistant personally summoned Zhang Li.

Before Zhang Li could even sit still, someone asked anxiously, "Zhang Li, what exactly did Special Assistant Wang want to talk to you about?"

Zhang Li raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a mysterious smile, and answered slowly: "Guess?" He deliberately kept the suspense to arouse his colleagues' curiosity.

Seeing this, the colleague who asked the question immediately guessed excitedly: "Are you really going to be promoted to team leader? If so, that's great! Congratulations!" Other colleagues also echoed and expressed congratulations.

Although everyone had previously speculated that his promotion to team leader would not alarm the special assistant, seeing Zhang Li's radiant look, no one could think of any other reason.

After everyone congratulated him, they all returned to their seats to continue working. Zhang Li did not deny everyone's speculation, thinking to himself: It doesn't matter if I don't explain. As long as the president doesn't make things difficult for me, the position of team leader will belong to him.

Nothing else happened all afternoon.

Song Shiye was busy with his work until he looked up at the time on his phone again and realized that it was almost time to get off work.

Song Shiye called Wang Chen and continued to work after giving him instructions. He just wanted to finish his work early and pick up his wife from school.

As the working hours approached, the office of Sales Team 1 was bustling with activity. Everyone was enthusiastically discussing where to have dinner after get off work, preparing to celebrate Zhang Li's successful promotion to team leader.

However, at this moment, there were two crisp knocks on the office door.

When everyone heard the sound and looked, they saw that it was Assistant Wang standing at the door again.

The originally noisy office suddenly became silent, and everyone dispersed and quickly returned to their workstations.

Wang Chen walked steadily into the office and went straight to Zhang Li's workstation.

When Zhang Li saw Wang Chen coming, he quickly stood up and prepared to greet him.

However, Wang Chen did not stop, but walked directly to Zhang Li's desk and placed a piece of paper in his hand on the table.

Zhang Li picked up the paper in confusion, took a closer look, and suddenly felt his vision go dark and his feet went weak. He could only hold on to the edge of the table to avoid falling.