Jiu Ye, your little ancestor doesn't want to take responsibility

The wedding photos were also delivered, and Xu Xinci looked even happier than An Nansheng.

Although he didn't say it, he kept muttering in his heart:

"Last wedding, we had nothing, but this time we have everything."

"I must make my daughter's wedding the first one to make those idle people shut up."

"Fucheng is still good to Nannan."

Now Xu Xinci doesn’t think about anything else, her daughter’s happiness is the most important thing.

She also took the time to advise An Nansheng:

"No one wants to think about what happened back then. It's all in the past and we've all forgotten it. Your father loves you so much, he definitely wants you and Fu Cheng to live a good life and not feel any burden in your heart."

"Mom and Dad don't blame you, nor do they blame Fu Cheng."

"Song Xu won't blame us either. Let's take good care of your Uncle Song for the rest of his life."

An Nansheng nodded.

Having said that, I have been feeling heavy-hearted because of this incident.

She often thought of what Song Xu said before he left.

Live better.

I'm just worried that she will feel guilty, so I let her live a good life.

"Song Xu, tomorrow's schedule..."

Perhaps because he just thought of Song Xu, An Nansheng called Song Xu casually.

Song Ke quickly took out his cell phone and found the itinerary.

Her memory wasn't as good as Song Xu's, so she couldn't just recite it off the top of her head.

"Boss, tomorrow morning is a project meeting, and Mr. and Mrs. Cao will treat you to dinner tonight."

Song Ke had a bitter face:

"Boss, you should find an assistant as soon as possible. I really can't do these things well, and I'm afraid it will cause you trouble."

She can only drive, fight and do odd jobs, and she is really not good at anything that requires thinking.

Moreover, An Nansheng's special assistant is not a simple assistant. He needs to participate in all matters big and small with her, do the most miscellaneous work, worry the most, and have to have high emotional intelligence and EQ.

An Nansheng sighed:

"I've asked the Human Resources Department to look for one. Tell Miguo to come work with me until I find a new special assistant. She'll start tomorrow."

Miguo is a junior assistant in the president's office. He is quite smart.

It turned out that the girl was not up to the task. She was OK at printing documents and making a cup of tea, but she was totally useless when something really happened.

The project meeting was arranged in a mess, water was not prepared, and the documents were printed incorrectly. In the end, the meeting was dragged on until almost midnight.

Ok, I forgot to order lunch again.

There's not much left in the company cafeteria at this hour. We can't let a room full of leaders eat leftovers, right?

In the end, An Nansheng asked Song Ke to go to the restaurant across the street to order food and have it delivered to the meeting room. After eating, everyone continued the meeting.

Miguo cried when she saw Song Ke:

"Sister Ke, what should I do? Mr. An will definitely scold me to death. Why am I so stupid? If only Brother Xu were here..."

"Shut up." Song Ke poked him with a finger: "Don't say that to Mr. An."

"No, no, I'm not that stupid." Mi Guo also knew that he had just spoken without thinking, and sighed: "I'm just worried about what to do this afternoon. In the past, it was Brother Xu who arranged us, and we just followed his instructions. Now you want me to arrange it, I really don't know anything."

Song Ke was also worried, but she was more afraid that An Nansheng would ask her to do this job again.

Haha, she is not as good as Miguo.

After thinking for a while, he said:

"Song Xu's work notes are all here. Go and take a look. They must have everything."

Miguo's eyes lit up and he snapped his fingers: "Sister Ke, you are really smart. You are my real sister!"

He gave Song Ke a big hug and went back to his seat to look for the work notes left by Song Xu.