Young Master in Flower City

Moved the meeting room to the Planning Department?

Ye Qingcheng was completely stunned by Xiao Tianyu's words. Ever since Qingcheng International was founded, they had never mentioned moving the meeting room to any department. The meeting room was the core of Qingcheng International, extremely important. How could it be possible to move it just because of one sentence?

More crucially, the person who suggested it was just a typist.

A typist has more power than the president?

Seeing Ye Qingcheng standing there in a daze, Luo Bing couldn't help but ask, "President, is that guy unwilling to come?"

"No, he asked me to move the meeting room to the Planning Department!"

"..." At these words, everyone was at a loss. Since when did a typist have such a big ego to tell the president to move the meeting room to the Planning Department? This is like a maiden's first trip in a sedan chair, a first time for everything.

Besides, the president is even planning to promote a typist. Shouldn't a typist be grateful and eagerly come to the meeting? But he actually asked the president to relocate. This… the world has really changed; we seem to be out of touch with the tides of the world.

Typists are acting so cocky; we can't keep up with the pace.

Over on Xiao Tianyu's side, the goddesses of the Planning Department were also shocked by Xiao Tianyu's words.

Who is Ye Qingcheng? She's the famous Iceberg President of Celestial Capital, the one and only. But look at Xiao Tianyu, he doesn't properly grasp his opportunity for promotion, instead astonishingly asking the president to move the meeting room to the Planning Department.

The goddesses looked at Xiao Tianyu, feeling that he must have some wires crossed, actually asking the president to move. Shouldn't he be eagerly running to the meeting room for the meeting?

Hey Tianyu, if you don't want to go, you can give this opportunity to us. It's the senior elite of Qingcheng International who enter the meeting room.

Yeah, you have this chance, why aren't you grasping it properly? Anyone who goes there earns at least a million annually, and that's without bonuses or dividends. What a rare opportunity it is.

The president intends to promote you, and yet you're acting all confused, asking to move the meeting room here. It's crazy that you even thought of it.

The ladies all secretly complained in their hearts.

And when Xiao Tianyu didn't hear a reply on the phone for a while, he simply hung up and handed the phone to Lin Xin, putting Lin Xin into yet another state of disbelief. This guy actually dared to hang up the president's call? You might as well prepare to pack your things and leave the Planning Department.

Meeting room.

Beep beep beep~

Ye Qingcheng heard the dialing tone coming from the phone and was utterly dumbfounded, someone actually hung up on her? My god, someone dared to hang up Ye Qingcheng's call. It's outrageous.

Usually, it's Ye Qingcheng hanging up on others. But now, someone actually hung up on her. Even more importantly, it was just a typist. Ye Qingcheng was speechless.

Many people call Ye Qingcheng and hope to chat a bit longer, but now, a man astonishingly hung up on her.

Feeling the icy cold aura emanating from Ye Qingcheng, Luo Bing couldn't help but ask, "Is he still unwilling to come to the meeting?"

"The call was hung up!"

Ye Qingcheng's words were like a bolt out of the blue to everyone; in Qingcheng International, someone actually dared to hang up on Ye Qingcheng. It's as if the sky and earth were reversed.

"President, don't bother with him. He's just a typist; he can't change anything!"

"Director Lin is absolutely right. No matter how capable this person is, relying on him—there's no hope at all!"

Various high-level executives tried to advise her, but then Ye Qingcheng unexpectedly spoke up, "Move the meeting room to the Planning Department!"

"..." With these words, the advising voices all halted abruptly, faces filled with bewilderment. Is the president really mixed up? For a typist, moving the important meeting to the Planning Department, when has the president ever been so kind-hearted?

Truth be told, Ye Qingcheng harbored a trace of delicate anger in her heart; she was holding back, but for the future of Qingcheng International, she wouldn't give up even a sliver of hope. That's why she was willing to move the meeting room to the Planning Department.

If Xiao Tianyu doesn't have any feasible plans, she will certainly make Xiao Tianyu pay, even firing him is mild.

Luo Bing was really dumbfounded by Ye Qingcheng's recent words. Is the president actually going to move the meeting room to the Planning Department?

Subsequently, Ye Qingcheng spoke coolly, "Pack up the documents and head to the Planning Department together!"

After speaking, Ye Qingcheng directly walked away, entered the VIP exclusive elevator, and the others, after packing up, also entered the elevator.

...

Planning Department.

Xiao Tianyu hung up the phone, continued to lie on the desk, and snooze, making Jiang Ya, Wen Xin, Cheng Jiaqing, Fang Siying, and others speechless. They couldn't understand how Xiao Tianyu could sleep soundly after hanging up the president's call.

What's even more mind-blowing is that he asked to move the meeting room to the Planning Department. We just want to ask why are you so awesome, and you're just a typist, not the president.

"Tianyu, aren't you afraid the president will deal with you for hanging up the call recklessly?" If you get fired, the Planning Department will lose a precious panda.

"Dealing with me? They don't have the capability!" Xiao Tianyu lazily stretched and continued, "I think there will be a grand meeting in Luo Bing's office, you guys better tidy up a bit!"

Pfft~

Upon hearing this, the goddesses all spat out old blood. This… this bastard really believes the meeting room will be moved to the Planning Department, asking us to tidy up the office. You might as well sketch a face on a sheet of paper, what a big face.

Even if the president comes, it would be to deal with you, not to hold a meeting here, how's that possible?

"What are you still standing around for?" Xiao Tianyu spoke earnestly.

Upon hearing this, Wen Xin's beautiful eyes flashed, giving Xiao Tianyu a fierce glare: "Why don't you tidy it up yourself?"

"My back hurts!"

Upon hearing this, Wen Xin teased, "Was it the exhausting climb onto some woman's bed last night?"

Xiao Tianyu looked at Wen Xin with a face full of shock, making Wen Xin pause; this guy couldn't really have climbed into a woman's bed last night and exercised all night, could he? How is your stamina so good?

Then, Xiao Tianyu matter-of-factly said, "How did you know?"

"..." With these words, all the goddesses had their mouths open, showing an expression of dumbfounded surprise. Which woman was so fortunate to have slept with this Top Grade male god, and they've exercised all night, look at my male god, even the dark circles have appeared.

However, at this moment, Jiang Ya was tenderly concerned, "Tianyu, I have wolfberries in my desk drawer, I'll make you a cup of wolfberry tea, good for nourishing the kidneys and replenishing essence!"

Swoosh swoosh swoosh~

Upon hearing this, all the goddesses had their curious gazes fall on Jiang Ya's face, and soon a faint blush crept up Jiang Ya's innocent face.

Then, Jiang Ya shyly said, "I just feel bad for Tianyu; he's the panda here, so precious. Don't you guys feel the same?"