The two directors who always fight each other are married

Early the next morning, Jian Shi'an got up and washed up, went downstairs to eat breakfast, and then went to the supermarket in the community, bought a few carrots and a small handful of green vegetable leaves, and went upstairs with them.

Jian Shian didn't buy this order for cooking, these were Xiaobai Xiaoxue's rations.

Jian Shi'an was kind to the two rabbits, and they ate the freshest vegetables he bought in the supermarket when he went downstairs early in the morning.

However, Xiaobai and Xiaoxue didn't like carrots as much as Jian Shian imagined. A small piece of carrot would take a day to eat. They preferred to eat green vegetables.

After putting carrot sticks and adding water, Jian Shi'an got up and stretched his hands, and moved his body that was a little stiff from squatting for a long time, and then took out his mobile phone to call Meng Cheng.

When dialing the number, Jian Shi'an checked the time, and it was just before eight o'clock in the morning, so he didn't know if Meng Cheng was up.

"woke up?"

As soon as the phone was connected, Meng Cheng's extremely sober voice came from the other end.

Hearing Meng Cheng's energetic voice, Jian Shi'an was a little surprised: "You woke up so early?"

Meng Cheng's voice with a smile was transmitted through the mobile phone, which was a little different from what he usually heard:

"I've woken up a long time ago. If you wake up, come down. I'm at the gate of your community."

"Are you at the gate of the community?" Jian Shi'an was startled, and immediately went to the balcony to look out. It was only when she saw the artificial rockery pool downstairs and the old people who exercised early in the morning that she remembered that she couldn't see the outside of the community from here.

Jian Shi'an went to get the wallet and keys on the coffee table, and said to Meng Cheng, "Wait for me for a while, I'll come down right away."

Meng Cheng listened to Jian Shi'an's movement, and reminded with a smile: "Don't worry, it doesn't matter if you slow down, I don't know how to run."

When Jian Shi'an walked to the gate of the community, he looked at the car parked next to him, and raised his eyebrows—this person drove another car.

Meng Cheng was brought back by Jian Shi'an yesterday, and his car is still parked in the company's underground garage.

After Jian Shi'an got into the car, before he could speak, Meng Cheng stretched out his hand in front of him, opened his palm and asked:

"Eat?"

Jian Shi'an took a closer look, and saw a white rabbit toffee lying on his palm, and shook his head:

"Don't eat it. If you eat such a sweet thing early in the morning, you won't be afraid that your teeth will break down early."

Meng Cheng didn't force himself, he peeled off the candy wrapper and threw the toffee into his mouth, his cheeks moved, and he replied:

"I brush my teeth well every morning and evening, and I also rinse my mouth seriously at noon, so there will be no cavities."

Jian Shi'an, who was wearing his seat belt, heard Meng Cheng's words, turned his head to look at him after a "tsk" sound:

"Who would have thought that Director Meng, who is majestic in the company, is actually a heavy sugar patient in private?"

Meng Cheng raised his eyebrows: "Who stipulated that men can't like sweets?"

Meng Cheng likes to eat sweets. Jian Shi'an discovered it when he was still in college. At that time, another roommate always laughed at Meng Cheng when he saw him eating candy or cakes, and said:

"A real man dares to eat spicy food, Meng Cheng, why do you like to eat this girl's family's food?"

At that time, Meng Cheng was eating the chocolate cake in his hand slowly, and he was not in a hurry when he was said to be like a girl. After swallowing the cake in his mouth, he raised his eyelids to look at the talking roommate, and said slowly:

"A real man dares to eat spicy food, and then go to the hospital for three days?"

The boy who spoke jumped on the spot after hearing this, and became a little annoyed: "Hey, Meng Cheng, we can agree not to mention this matter again!"

This incident is a rare and unmanly existence in the life of this real man Zhao Lin.

He is a southerner who loves spicy food, and he despises the whole dormitory because he can eat spicy food.

He used to be a king of spicy food, until a certain unspeakable part of his body protested with hemorrhoids...

Zhao Lin felt hot when he thought of last year when he came back to the bathroom after eating a spicy hot pot meal, but he suffered from hemorrhoids and was not only sent to the hospital, but also stayed in the hospital for a few days because of the serious condition.

It's really embarrassing.

It felt like everyone in the department knew that this real man had hemorrhoids and was admitted to the hospital!

Maybe it was because of embarrassment or because he couldn't beat it. Anyway, Zhao Lin never expressed any opinion on the fact that Meng Cheng was a heavy sugar patient. Sometimes he saw Meng Cheng buying puff toffee cakes. What, I will come over for a couple of bites.

But now Meng Cheng smiled at Jian Shi'an, showing a mouthful of neat white teeth, and said:

"What's wrong with the heavy sugar patients? My teeth are fine."

Jian Shi'an's gaze swept across Meng Cheng's teeth, with a perfunctory attitude:

"Okay, okay, I know your teeth are healed, don't look at me, look at the road, and drive."

…………

He said he was going out for a stroll, but the locations Jian Shian entered in the navigation were all large commercial districts, and after seeing one, he hurriedly urged Meng Cheng to go to the next one.

After turning around two business circles, they spent less than an hour except for the driving time on the road. They didn't buy anything or enter any stores.

It was really just a couple of laps, and Jian Shi'an felt that it was not suitable for the exhibition, so she hurried away.

When going to the next place, Meng Cheng was a little helpless: "I really didn't ask you to come out with me to see the venue."

Jian Shi'an used his mobile phone to search for places suitable for holding large-scale events in the local area, and then studied the mobile phone map. After listening to Meng Cheng's words, he looked up at him with some doubts:

"Then what did you call me for?"

Meng Cheng: "I asked the people in my department to look for the matter of the venue. If they can't solve this trivial matter, it means there is a problem with their ability."

Jian Shi'an: "But time is running out. Anyway, we are idle now, so let's take a look."

Meng Cheng looked at him after hearing this, and smiled: "I work overtime on rest days, but I don't give you overtime pay. Our wages are the same."

Jian Shi'an looked at him after hearing this: "Who asked you to pay overtime?"

Speaking of this, Jian Shi'an is also a little helpless, Meng Cheng has to compare himself with him in everything, even his salary is exactly the same as him.

The marketing and sales department is larger than the finance department, and it has many and complicated tasks to be responsible for. There are even three managers, and the finance department has only one financial manager.

Meng Cheng's workload is greater than Jian Shi'an's, so it stands to reason that his salary is higher than Jian Shi'an's. As a result, when signing the salary receipt, Jian Shi'an found that Meng Cheng's salary was exactly the same as his. Even after the decimal point are the same.

It was only later that I found out that this was Meng Cheng's request, and that the monthly salary should be exactly the same as Jian Shi'an's.

Regarding Meng Cheng's behavior, Jian Shi'an originally wanted to talk to Meng Cheng, but later felt that it was unnecessary.

Anyway, the company belongs to his family, and paying him a salary is just a formality, and Meng Cheng is not short of this money.

Meng Cheng said again: "But I can treat you to dinner, and it will be considered as your overtime pay."

Jian Shi'an replied: "Since you have said so, I will give you face."

Meng Cheng smiled: "Then I still have to thank you?"

Jian Shi'an: "You're welcome."

Meng Cheng pretended to be helpless and sighed: "Okay, whatever you say is what you say."

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Jian Shi'an and Meng Cheng drove around for a day and went to see seven or eight places, but they still couldn't find the venue.

Their exhibitions are large-scale and held for a long time. Generally, such exhibitions require reservations and queues at least one month in advance.

But their time didn't allow it, and they couldn't let them cancel the original appointment and line up, so they didn't make a deal.

Jian Shi'an and the others searched around but couldn't find it, and the marketing manager and the others couldn't find any suitable ones, even if they pushed back the exhibition time for a few days.

Those venues were either unable to accommodate such a large exhibition, or they were fully booked.

Although the exhibition was a matter for Meng Cheng and his department, Jian Shi'an was also quite anxious.

When new products come out, this exhibition is related to the sales amount in the second half of the year. If the sales volume is good, their financial report at the end of the year will also look much better.

After running outside for a day, and returning home after dinner at night, Jian Shi'an was also quite tired. After washing up, he lay on the bed and got news from Meng Cheng that the venue had not been confirmed yet, so he felt even more tired.

Jian Shi'an lay on the bed, casually scrolling through Moments, his fingers suddenly stopped when he saw a Moments posted by one of his high school classmates.

Focusing on reading this circle of friends, and clicking on a few pictures one by one, Jian Shi'an thought for a while, and finally clicked on the message box of his high school classmate who seldom contacted, and then sent him a few messages.

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Early the next morning, as soon as Meng Cheng entered his office and sat down, before he had time to take a sip of water, his secretary Zhou Ling opened the door and came in:

"Director."

Meng Cheng looked up at her: "What's the matter?"

Zhou Ling handed him a few photos taken with Polaroid, and said:

"Director Jian sent this over just now, take a look."

Hearing that Jian Shi'an sent someone over, Meng Cheng was taken aback, the computer was turned off, he dropped the mouse and reached for it to take a closer look.

After reading a few photos, Meng Cheng looked up at Zhou Ling again: "Apart from the photos, did Director Jian say anything else?"

Zhou Ling nodded: "Director Jian also said that if you think it's okay, you can ask someone to take a look."

After speaking, Zhou Ling handed over a post-it note with a phone number and address written on it.

Meng Cheng knew it was Jian Shi'an's notes just by looking at it.

After sticking the post-it note on the pen holder next to it, Meng Cheng said to Zhou Ling, "Call me the marketing manager."

After hearing this, Zhou Ling nodded and went out to call someone. Meng Cheng looked through the photos again, and then his eyes stopped on the light blue sticky note on the pen holder, and he suddenly smiled softly.

this person...

The matter of the venue has been settled, it is not the center of a commercial plaza, but a large supermarket that has just been renovated.

When the marketing manager and the others rushed over to look at the address they had handwritten, some shelves in the supermarket had been placed, but there was no stock yet.

Although this supermarket is not a business district, it is big enough, with two floors, and the sum of the upper and lower floors is larger than the expo center they had been optimistic about before.

In any case, thank God that the venue found a marketing manager. After copying the contact number and address from Meng Cheng's office, he quickly asked someone to contact him.

As for why Meng Cheng didn't let him take the post-it notes directly but asked him to copy another copy, the marketing manager didn't know, and didn't think too much about it.

Copy it, copy it, anyway, there are not many words.

The marketing manager didn't know how Meng Cheng contacted the person in charge of the supermarket, but he was willing to postpone the opening date of the supermarket and rented it for half a month to hold an exhibition for them.

When signing the contract, he couldn't help asking. The other party was a young man in a suit and leather shoes. After hearing this, he smiled heartily:

"It's okay, I'm just doing my old classmate a favor."

In the end, the other party patted the marketing manager on the shoulder in a friendly manner.

After hearing this, the marketing manager thought to himself—oh, it turned out to be a classmate of the director, no wonder he was willing to help.

After the venue is confirmed, the marketing manager hastened to ask someone to do the running documents. To hold such a large-scale event, you need to report to the relevant department and stamp it, not that you can do it if you want.

As a result, the marketing department became busy in an instant, running documents, exhibition design, product area division, publicity, display, printing and distribution of advertisement sheets...

But the marketing manager and the others were busy, and Meng Cheng was sitting in the office at this time calling Jian Shi'an.

Meng Cheng: "Thank you, how did you find this place?"

Jian Shi'an: "That's my classmate. I saw him in Moments last night saying he was going to open a supermarket, so I tried to contact him."

After explaining the purpose of coming last night, the other party readily agreed to let Jian Shi'an go to the scene to see if it is suitable or not.

So Jian Shi'an went to the scene to see it early this morning, and took pictures after he thought it was okay.

The Polaroids are still taken from his classmate's warehouse.

After solving the matter of the venue, Meng Cheng felt a lot more relaxed: "You really helped me a lot this time."

Originally, he could not find a suitable venue, so Meng Cheng planned to vacate the first floor of the Furniture City to hold an exhibition.

Because he was going to see the venue, Jian Shi'an got up earlier today than before, and went around to look at the venue, so he was a little tired now, and asked casually after hearing Meng Cheng's words:

"I've helped you so much, how are you going to thank me?"

Meng Cheng laughed over there: "Is it enough to promise with your body?"

The author has something to say: ah, my neck hurts so much, there are three more shifts today, I rushed to the rankings and got cramps in my hands, I will never mess around again_:з」∠_